Eliza stroked her delicate chin as she stared at the sushi. Surely, another one wouldn't hurt, right? She leaned forward and looked at the tray. There were all sorts of sushi, but the ones that stood out to her the most had small, reddish-orange eggs in it. She closed her eyes and recalled the menu at the restaurant she worked at now. This particular piece of sushi was called Tobiko, named after Flying Fish roe. Some of the California Rolls that she served had Tobiko in them, but not nearly as much as these pieces of sushi. She gingerly took a roll and bit into it. It was mild, and smoky, and a little crunch, and Eliza found herself really enjoying it.
As she munched on the delicious sushi, her body tingled as it changed further. Her body grew several inches, until her once-diminutive frame reached an impressive six feet tall. Her breasts swelled and grew, becoming visible despite her loose kimono. Her waist pinched in a bit and her thighs grew outwards. Her face seemed fresher and more adolescent, becoming rounder and more delicate. She was without a doubt younger than before. Her lips swelled slightly and tingled as she took yet another bite, her moans of pleasure as she ate becoming slightly deeper.
Eliza's eyes grew larger and became slightly less-almond shaped, making her look half-Japanese. This was confirmed by her dark brown eyes turning an amazingly light blue. The rest of her skin paled even further, becoming a milky shade only the most sheltered of women could hope to have.
The most dramatic change, though, involved her hair. The inky black strands snaked down the couch and formed into piles that would've reached her ankles if she stood up. Eliza took another bite of the sushi and her scalp tingled pleasantly as her hair became thicker and softer. Soon enough, her hair was wider than her shoulders, and her bangs reached her breasts now. The piles of hair on the floor were big enough to make even Rapunzel jealous. Eliza took another piece of Tobiko and chewed slowly, encouraging her hair to change even further. The roots turned a golden blonde, and the color crept down her follicles, until even her tips were a shiny blonde color.
The Godiva-like strands of blonde hair rearranged themselves slowly. Her bangs began to style themselves until the puffy hair reached just above her eyebrows in thick ringlets. The rest of her piles of hair slowly curled, the curls slowly becoming tighter, essentially pulling up her hair from off the ground. Ribbons materialized out of the air and divided her locks into four equal segments. Her masses of hair continued to curl, until Eliza's tresses reached her knees. She continued to chew, until she finally realized something was wrong with her hair.
Standing up in surprise, the teenager rushed over to her mirror, the sinfully heavy strands of hair swaying back and forth reassuringly as she examined her coiffure. Eliza wasn't too familiar with anime, but the word she was looking for to describe her giant masses of curly pigtails would be drill hair. And she had four of them all to herself.
Involuntarily swallowing the sushi she still had in her mouth, Eliza's kimono and geta quickly reformed themselves into a white suit and knee-length skirt, with a white blouse and red tie, sandals turning into white designer shoes with tall white socks.
A part of Eliza's being thought that she looked completely ridiculous, and she brought a gloved hand to her mouth to stifle some involuntarily laughter. Walking over to her counter, (heavy drills bouncing all the way) she looked at her wallet. Her name was still Eliza, but her last name was now Von Luxembourg. Her ID also stated that she was just barely 16, now too. Closing her eyes, her blonde lashes fluttered nervously. This was an even bigger change than before! The half-German half-Japanese Ojou stroked her silky-soft drills as she pondered what to do next.