You're... Sophie?

Your fingers trailing over the now soft and feminine features of your face, losing yourself in the so familiar beauty of the face from a whole new perspective. You can't believe it. How did you turn into your bitch of an ex-girlfriend?

You come to the conclusion that sitting around won't help you solve that puzzle so you decide to do something. As you stand up however you realize that you are, in fact, naked. Hoping that there's something other than slutty clothing in her wardrobe you open it and after some search find a decently long mini-skirt alongside a tube-top and some (rather skimpy) underwear. You start to wonder why you ever got together with that slut in the first place... Trying on the clothes you picked out your gaze takes in her- no, your- body completely for the first time since you arrived. "Oh, right." you notice, "She's smoking hot."

Your eyes wander from her angelic face (rather devilish, you note in your mind) towards her medium sized bosom that, even without a bra, is surprisingly perky. You continue down her waist over to her wide hips. You take the chance and turn your butt towards the mirror to get a better look ( and squeeze) at it. "Honey, do I look fat in this?" You jokingly ask no one in particular. while yo do this you feel a shiver down your spine. You should really get dressed now, you suppose, although there probably will be more time to play around later.