What race have you become?
Latina
You walk over to your bedroom mirror, and to your shock find a gorgeous Latina staring right back at you.
Your figure is to die-for. Your only slightly shorter than the average girl your age. Wavy black hair stretches down to your shoulder-blades. A quick glance over your shoulder reveals perfectly proportioned ass that is neither excessively large nor painfully flat. One examination of your nether regions reveals a clean-shaven crotch. And prominent, round, and perky B-cup breasts protrude from your chest. A quick squeeze reveals they are somewhat firm.
You are completely naked save for one accessory. A plain, silver necklace, at the end of which is affixed a small silver crucifix resting upon the divot created by your breasts. You find this particular confusing, as you have never been particularly religious.
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