You quickly press the unlock button again, but Vinny knows how the keys work, so as a beam shoots out from the keys, he smoothly slides to the side with no effort. The beam hits the sideview mirror and bounces off.....and slams back into you!
You stagger back a few steps, dazed. Vinny has a sly look on his face.
"Im not that dumb kid. But I guess I wont have to call you kid for much longer."
"What? What do you mea-" You stops, as you notice your clothes seem to shimmer, then a black mass seems to swirl around you, similar to what happened to Keith.
You try to call out, but your voice seems stuck. You feel your clothes seem to tighten on you, feeling more form fitting. You feel the mass swirl around your head too, making your head feel fuzzy and you have a hard time standing up straight. You feel new thoughts crowding out your old ones, a new life replacing your own.
After a few more seconds the mass disperses.
Vinny whistles in admiration. "Well, you sure do clean up nice slick."
You stand straight up and nod at Vinny. You are now wearing a form fitting three piece suit. The blazer is black with pinstripes running down it, with peak lapels and a red pocket square neatly folded inside the outer pocket. You also have on a matching black vest, fleshly pressed slacks with matching pinstripes, and a red necktie, tied in a Pratt know. You feel expensive black leather gloves on your hands, and shiny, expensive, leather formal dress shoes on your feet. You can feel a pistol in your left pocket, as well as a fancy black fedora on top of your formally pomped hairstyle.
"Call me Marco." You say in your new baritone voice, gloved hand stroking your new neatly sculpted beard. You can feel your new exquisitely chiseled face and body, now extremely irresistible as well as deadly. Your old self has completely vanished, leaving behind Marco Holter, a fellow mob member with Vinny.
"You are hot my friend. Very much so." Vinny tells you, looking at you with lust in his eyes.