"Okay, Gwen, why did you come to the puddles?" The voice asks. Your mind is still jumbled, but new thoughts are entering, and you find yourself speaking without thinking. "I LOVE latex, but I just didn't think I was sexy enough to wear it. I came to the puddles to fix that, and to fulfill all of my fetishes so I can have lots of sex!" As the words come out of your mouth, they quickly become the truth. "I'll make you perfect, Gwen, don't worry. I want you to look nice and sexy so you can attract lots and lots of lesbian lovers." You were going to interject and say that you weren't a lesbian, but you definitely knew you weren't attracted to men, and you were a woman, so you kept your mouth shut. "Thank you!" You shouted, unable to hide your excitement. "Enjoy your body, Gwen, and remember to have as much sex as possible" the voice said as it faded away. As it did, you had sudden orgasms which helped your mind change to fit your new personality. You were now a lesbian who loves sex, and constantly thinks about it. You loved being a goth, your permanent flowery scent, your permanent new makeup, and showing girls how great latex can be.
You end up next to the puddle, in your small pool of latex, which is receding. Before you wake up, physical changes happen while the latex still covers you. Your legs grow longer, making you 5 foot 8. Your feet and legs stay dainty, however, as the peach colored latex recede, leaving behind perfect, nearly white legs, covered with platform boots and thigh high socks. Your hips expanded, becoming huge child birthing hips, while your waist thinned dramtically and your ass becomes massive. While the latex receded, it left you with a latex thong and a latex corset under your new black skirt made of normal fabric. The magic of the latex also removed any need to use the bathroom and made it impossible to have children or get stds, while a vagina formed under the thong. Your upper half, still covered in latex, became smaller, while an impressive pair of F cup breasts grew on your chest, complimenting your wide hips and flat stomach. A black latex bra held them in place. The latex receded further as it became a choker around your neck while still guarding your face. While it did, a large, slightly exaggerated pair of lips grew, along with permanent make up to make them black. Your eyes turned blue, and you gained long eyelashes to make you look more feminine, while your pale face received permanent blush. Your hair, now completely black, grew down to your hips while the latex further disappeared, having become your outfit. You were now a slutty lesbian goth girl named Gwen, physically and mentally. You had extremely pale, perfect skin, along with a perfect body. Reality had also changed to accept the new you.