Sarah could only blink for a moment as the text before her sank in. While she had been lost in thought, the unknown User 21 had asserted even more control over her. Of course, she didn't mind... The commands had seen to that. And there was now a new thought taking root in her mind.
"Whatever," she thought, thinking of User 21 sitting at his own MPCN at that very moment. "He's not my problem. I've got better things to concentrate on."
The temptation was too much. Even looking at the log message got her excited. Sarah began typing into the Free Format field again:
Sarah has a tanning-bed tan with dark tan lines.
Sarah has D-cup breasts that look like she had a boob job.
Sarah has bleached blonde hair with dark roots.
Sarah is wearing a classic naughty schoolgirl outfit, complete with pleated skirt and a blouse tied above the bellybutton. She is not wearing any panties.
Sarah is wearing thick eyeliner and large hoop earrings.
As she entered each change, she felt the transformation wash over her. Her skin and hair tingled, her clothes reshaped themselves, her small stud earrings became heavier on her head and she shook them in delight.
Sarah stood before her full-length mirror, admiring her handiwork. She looked like a grade-A slut who wouldn't think twice about going down on a classmate in the supply closet. She unbuttoned a couple buttons of her blouse, examining her too-firm cleavage. Nice touch, she thought. The change was all the more exciting because it felt like a disguise: she looked like a whore, but she felt just the same inside, save for the excitement factor. She was more than tempted to stay like this for a while. Because of the Awareness settings, nobody would be the wiser. How would she be treated, with the look of a slut without the reputation for being one?
