Of course!

You wake up refreshed and energized. Invigoration flows through you, and you know that today is a day to take chances. Seriously, what idiot would miss out on a chance to become the perfection of good looks?

Though the list of ingredients is highly dubious, you have decided and there is no going back. With the final addition of goat milk, the once black slime shimmers and condenses to a single teaspoon of lime-green liquid, not unlike Mountain Dew. Reviewing the spreadsheet, you read that this is exactly what is supposed to happen according to Dr. Cruzer's research. Making sure you did everything right, you delete the information on the disk, lest the data get into the wrong hands.

With all prepared, you lift the contents of the experiment and take a quick swallow, and pass out.

When you awaken, you can't resist looking into a mirror. What you see is stunning. Former dull hair has turned into movie-star quality wavy locks. Your eyes shine back at you, yet look like something a woman could sink into. Your body, once heading towards 'pleasingly plump' has reversed itself from keg to six-pack. You have become a lady-killer. You can still recognize yourself, but you have to know who you're looking at.

But first things first, you need to get some new clothes. Cinching your belt to one of its more tight setting, and picking out a shirt you thought you would never wear again, it is time to head out. The question: should you invite that lady-neighbor of yours to go with you? Or just head to the mall and hope the wonderful female clerks will provide their own 'assistance'?