The girl on the screen!??!

Yes her! The booth opens and you step out, now in the body of the petite and beautiful young lady from the screen. You look down and see your new form, your heart racing with a mix of confusion and horror. Your thoughts, your impulses, everything feels different. You’re her, but somehow still you.

The first thing you notice is how everything feels. Your breasts are heavy and sensitive, your skin is smoother than silk, and your hips swing with an unnatural grace. You giggle, and it's not your laugh; it's high-pitched and bubbly, a sound that bounces off the walls of the room like a pinball machine. The giggle turns into a moan as you feel a sudden, overwhelming need for... something. You can't quite put your finger on it, but it's like a hunger that's never been satiated. You realize with a start that it's not just any hunger, it's a sexual one. You want... no, you crave cock. It's all you can think about.

You stumble over to the mirror, your new body feeling foreign and yet somehow... right. You blink your eyes and they're now fringed with long, thick lashes that make your eyes pop. Your lips are fuller, painted a glossy pink, and when you pout, you can't help but feel a little thrill. You're a bimbo, you think with a mix of horror and fascination. The AI's voice echoes in your head, but it's distant, like it's speaking through a fog of lust. But you’re tiny. Five feet? Four feet? It’s hard to tell.