Taking the Body Out for a Spin

You awake gradually, feeling silky sheets against your naked body.

Your eyes adjust to the morning light, and you can see that you're in a huge bedroom, and yesterday wasn't a dream -- in fact, half-jokingly, you pinch yourself. You can feel it.

You throw the covers off and stand back in front of the mirror. Your altered body looks back at you, waist-length hair a little askew, but you otherwise still appear stunning. In fact, you didn't notice last night, but now you can see that your face is made up -- it's obvious, but not too slutty -- and it looks perfect, as if it were just applied.

What you really notice, though, is how much energy you have, as if you've gotten the best sleep of your life. You decide you might as well take advantage of the fact that you now live on the beach.

The black notebook is sitting on the nightstand next to your bed. You open it and write, "I am wearing attractive workout gear and shoes, and my hair is tied in a ponytail."

Quickly appearing on your body is a spandex sports bra and matching shorts, in a teal-and-violet pattern. The shoes that are on your feet match as well.

"I have an armband for my phone and a fitness tracker watch," you write, and those accessories appear on you as well.

Satisfied, you walk downstairs through the huge house and out to the back patio. At one of the tables by the pool, an elaborate breakfast is set up, and Allison is sitting in a robe across from a gorgeous blonde in a skimpy bikini. You can't help but feel a little jealous, since she seems to even outdo this "Gina" body.

"Morning, Jane," says Allison. "You're welcome to join us for breakfast."

It looks very good -- there's everything from fruit to a large stack of waffles -- but you say, "I'm gonna take a jog down the beach. If you're done when I get back, I'll just get my own breakfast."

"Okay," says Allison. "Any plans for later today?"

"I guess I should move out of my apartment," you answer. "Say goodbye to the landlord, the whole bit."

"Sounds good -- I don't have any plans, so if you want me to come along, let me know."

"Okay," you say, and give the two women a little wave. The beautiful blonde returns your wave but still hasn't said anything.

It's not until you've gone out to the beach, turned left, and gone a few hundred feet that you realize Allison had conjured up Kate Upton.

It's still fairly early on a Sunday morning, but you're a very attractive, slightly exotic-looking young woman in skimpy exercise clothing, so you wonder if you'll meet anyone during your jog.