Why not

After a bit of thinking, you decide to agree. You are in a game after all. It's the perfect time to do something risky and interesting rather than sticking with the safe and boring.

"I'll do it."

You answer before you can second-guess yourself too much, and hear the Enchantress answer back almost immediately.

Splendid. Now relax for a bit.

You do your best to relax and ignore the uncomfortable feeling of someone else moving your body as the Enchantress has you walk over to an ornate body-length mirror set up against one wall.

This will need some changes...

Before you have have a chance to ask what she means, the Enchantress waves the wand you've been using to cast novice spells and chants something far more complex than you've ever encountered in your -admittedly short -time in learning magic.

After a flashy light-show, you notice that your reflection in the mirror has changed drastically. Rather than the fairly unremarkable male appearance you're used to seeing, a stunningly attractive woman looks back at you.

The woman in the mirror has a singularly beautiful face with high cheekbones and mesmerizing eyes of a shade somewhere between blue and purple. Her eyelashes stand out as impressively long and flowing black hair cascades down her back. Oddly, you can't quite put an age to the face; there are no wrinkles or other signs of age to be seen, but she doesn't exactly look 'young' either.

The woman's garb is as attention-grabbing as she herself; a long-cut green dress exposes much of her pale white cleavage, and slits along the thighs reveal shapely thighs. Tall open-toed heels complete her outfit.

You first thought is how badly you want this woman...but that impulse subsides more easily than you would have expected. A moment later you clue into the fact that you're looking at yourself; or at least what you now look like.

"Much better." The Enchantress uses your mouth to speak for the first time, and the voice that emerges is identical to the one you've been hearing in your head.

A lot of questions and expletives swirl through your head as you and the Enchantress check out your new body in the mirror, but the first words that leak from your mouth as the obvious ones.

"W-Why'd you turn me into a woman!?" Even as you ask the question, you're caught off guard by how...sultry you sound.

Why? The Enchantress thankfully goes back to speaking into your mind directly. You agreed to be my successor. Your old body wasn't Enchantress material, I'm sorry to say.

You sputter a bit at that...it seems like the kind of detail that she should have mentioned explicitly. You're tempted to make more of an issue of it, but it might be quicker to just move on...