Meredith decides to go to sleep and start to work on a cure first thing in the morning, after all, as long as she has no bimbo thoughts, she won't change anymore.
Meredith made a makeshift bed in the back room and fell asleep.
As she slept she began having vivid dreams of the two bimbos in the other room smothering her, except there was something different about her. She looked exactly like the other two, giggling and moaning as she felt more pleasure than she has ever known.
Meredith bolts up out of her dream in a cold sweat. She checks the clock that reads 8:03 AM. "it was just a dream, I'm fine, just need to get up and start working on that cure."
As Meredith stands up and stretches her hair falls down in front of her face, usually this is no big deal, but this time the sight frightens her, her hair isn't black, it's very clearly brown now.
"Woah! Did that dream change me in my sleep?"
Meredith thinks to herself as she rushes over to a mirror.
As she looks in the mirror what she sees shocks her. Her hair is now a medium brown, and slightly wavy as opposed to the straight black it was before. And her face seems softer, almost younger? As if some of the wrinkles in her face have disappeared. She also notices her usually black lips now appear to have no makeup at all, while her eye shadow stays. Bracing herself and looking down, Meredith sees that her clothes have changed. Her blouse has changed from a Gothic style to a more plain looking black crop top, and she's now wearing a regular pair of black jeans. Along with the clothing changes Meredith notices her body has changed as well. Her breasts have grown again, this time they sit at a perky DD cup, her waist has sucked in a bit and gives her a bit of an hourglass figure, and her butt and thighs have gained a bit more volume, now cushioning her wherever she sits down.
"Wow, if this wasn't my body I'd say I look pretty good, but my clothes could use some work." She thinks to herself as she begins to walk out toward the counter. "I wonder if my mind has changed any, I hope not..."
Meredith cannot find anything wrong with her way of thinking, though her libido has been raised and her IQ has dropped down to 120.