You hear the opening notes of Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven drifting from the headphones into your mind. You would normally avoid classical music unless you had to study in college, but for some strange reason, you didn't want to stop listening. This tune you read history notes to suddenly felt amazing to listen to.
Outside of your classical haze and hidden with illusions, your transformation began, as all your body hair vanished in an instant with your member vanishing in seconds. You feel your muscles vanish almost completely, and any body fat you had melted away. You strangely don't resist this change. In fact, you feel much more elegant like this.
Your hair grows out long and lustrous, a rich oakwood brown, coinciding with you're eyes gaining full, feminine lashes and your nose shrinking to be petite and cute. As the timeless composition reaches a high point, your sprout a soft, pillowy pair of C cup breasts and a rear to match it. Then you clothes practically melt as theu fuse together, except for the top part of your shirt which became a silk bra. The fabric sloshed together, changed to a bright gem blue, and then melded together. It became a beautiful floral design dress, with matching heels after your shoes morph.
Once some guy, you were now a "proper young lady" as a fancy british man would say. You looked clean, pampered, with flawlessly smooth skin, a dres that pronounced your figure without being too revealing, manicured nails, a doll-like face, lustrous and long brunette hair, and ocean blue eyes.
"Excuse me, madam. I do believe we had a date." a man's voice said behind you as the song ended.
"Oh yes, of course, darling." you say in a calm, elegant tone. You grab your purse and hold hands with the man as you headed to a more... refined... place.