Consider Yourself

You don't hesitate to slip the band around your wrist, but you find yourself uncertain about what to actually do with it. The obvious answer is to change yourself back, but you find that you don't really want to. You aren't any more attached to your old body than you are this one. You consider that it's part of some order Sarah, or possibly the doctor **** on you, but you just don't mind the body you're in.

Out of concern for your agency, you try to think what you would have said before these changes. You were comfortable as a man, but there were several flaws you had to accept about yourself before now. You were never really happy with your old body, not that you were ugly, but you never considered yourself very handsome either. Imperfections by the dozen spring to mind

You can't think of anything objectionable about this body. With the bracelet's magic, you manifest a full body mirror to take in your form. You look like... yourself. Not like the man you once were, but you don't feel anything unusual seeing this woman in the mirror. You have a tall face and long neck. Your nose is long and rests comfortably between two almond shaped silver eyes. You figure that's probably from Sarah's fantasy stories, but you appreciate the natural jewelry. You turn your head to make sure you don't have elf ears or some other fetish fuel, but it's fine. Your mouth seems small, but it fits your face. The cum dribbling down your pointed chin also fits your face; you smile as you wipe it with a few fingers. Those same fingers find their way to your lips, and you watch yourself lick the white droplets in bliss. It was unnerving before, but now that you can change yourself, you can appreciate the taste.

Moving down your body, your fat tits come as no surprise, but looking at them from the front reveals them to be rather perky for their size. Your curiosity has you stripping your top before you can think about it. You know your sister is watching, but it only sparks some excitement. You think this must be another part of her orders, and flash her a sly grin, for the sake of her perversion.

You turn back to the mirror and see your boobs. They're kinda just your boobs. You know you can't have had them for more than a few hours, but it feels like they've always been there. You lift your breasts with an arm and let them fall back in place. You giggle as they settle, and hop a few times to get them bouncing. These things are fun!

You notice your waist isn't nearly as narrow as you had imagined. It's a relief that you look like a woman who could naturally exist, even if most need surgical assistance to get where you are now. It's not much of an hourglass, but you know you have the ass for it. Your shapely legs look powerful. Fantasies of pushing men to the ground and having them worship at your feet excites you.

You pause for a moment. You find it odd you'd fantasize about men. You're not sure how much Sarah changed about you, but you don't think she'd directly change your personality if this was a prank. Maybe you're subconsciously using the band to change yourself, or the band is changing you on its own. On the other hand, your sister did give herself a dick for you. Now that you think of it, it seems she even got you to drop the "in-law" part from your thoughts about her - it feels wrong to think of her as a stepsister. It could be she just wanted a dom sister rather than a distant brother.