Wait, I look like... Mia Khalifa?

[Reposted due to posting in wrong chapter]

Your array of clothing shifted in front of you. Golden swirls of particles encompassed your closets, stopping you from seeing what was given to you. Great.

Not being able to resist the temptation, you went back over to the mirror and looked over your body. You were hot… and your body was changing again…

The thick black bush of hair was gone, replaced by a neatly shaven and properly kept bush of pubic hair. No longer did it fully cover your pelvis, instead it was changed into an upside down triangle with the very tip pointing towards your pussy, and the hair was paper thin now. It was as if it was a sign, welcoming anyone to try your pussy out. It might as well say "Cum in Here" at this rate.

You couldn't help but admire your body. From your perfect D-cup breasts, to wide, child-bearing hips… your body looked like the very thing out of your dreams. Everything looked absolutely perfect.

And yes, those hips of yours expanded considerably. You certainly looked fertile now.

Turning to the side, your eyes glanced down as you further admired your form in the mirror. The sunlight streaming in through the window danced over your curvaceous form, it created blinding highlights and dark shadows which accented every curve and crevice of your body. And it, of course, perfectly showed off your ass. Your derriere was exquisite to behold, two globes of unblemished brown skin which curved gracefully up into your hips.

At this point, it was a little tempting to go and get pregnant to stay in this form. You’d love to wake up everyday and stare at this body. But that, of course, was just a fantasy. One that you couldn’t give in to.

Your eyes glanced up so that you could finally get an eyeful of your face. As your eyes and the eyes in the mirror met, a gasp left your lips. It couldn’t be. It was impossible. But, it was also impossible for you to magically turn into a woman overnight.

You looked just like your favorite porn star… Mia Khalifa. Cheekbones had adjusted, your eyes narrowing and your nose changing form to make you look like an almost exact replica. And… oh, there was your eyesight going too!

Just as your vision becomes overbearingly blurry, you caught sight of a pair of glasses sitting neatly on a desk beside the mirror.

At least they won’t make me go blind, you thought. I guess it is hard to get impregnated when you can't see anything.

You quickly pick up the glasses and put them on, your vision clearing instantly as the black-rimmed spectacles rested on your nose. The glasses made you look cute. Blood rushed to your cheeks as the brown surface of your face took on a red hue of blush as you admired yourself. Your mouth stretched into a faint smile as you looked at who you were now. Hot, cute... you were everything right now.

Alas, you were also **** in this naked state. You had to survive 48 hours as a woman without getting knocked up, easy enough... right?

As you turned around, you sighed as no clothing appeared on your bed. They would give you glasses but no underwear or clothing, typical. You looked towards your closet, but again, nothing. The golden swirls were gone. You would have to find something, somewhere. But, as you turned back to the mirror, you couldn't help but gawk at your body. Maybe you should give this body a test drive in private?