Mary looked at the Arabic vial skeptically. In the end, there were a lot of people, who were not so nice with the Arabic persons, and would Mary dare to challenge them? But at this moment she remembered all the Arabic fairytales which she was read in her childhood. Warm emotion of nostalgia soothed Mary's panic and she drank the Arabic vial.
The taste was bittersweet, reminding some sort of exotic wine. Mary embraced the taste and all the upcoming feelings. First, she blushed and her temperature rose. Mary undressed, leaving only her bra and underwear but the heat did not go off. Mary started to breathe faster and fan herself with her hands to ease the heat but it became only stronger and stronger. Mary started to notice, that her skin slowly became more toned. First, it was a tone of a good summer tan but then it became more deep and bronze-like. She felt like her face features reassemble themselves to fit the Close East appearance: her nose became smaller and more petite, her face becomes rounder and jaws more slender. Her a bit imperfect teeth reconstructed themselves in a Hollywood style smile. But most importantly - her eyes. From light green, they turned to hazel-nut and took almond-shaped form. Mary could swear that men would kill only for the look of these eyes.
A little discomfort added to the feeling of inner heat - Mary felt like her ribs rearrange themselves and her waist become narrower. She felt like her nipples became erected and her breast grew from a modest B size to a decent C cup, full and perky. Due to the narrowing waist, Mary's hips looked a bit wider but the look was supported by real hips growth, as well as her bottom, making her curves even more seductive. Mary's skin became softer and more tender to touch, her hair turned raven-black and grew longer.
Mary looked in the mirror and saw a beautiful, Arabic belly-dancer girl...
She gently touched her reflection not saying even a word