You walk up to one of the crowd members, giggling softly to yourself, knowing that there isn't really much most people can do to stop themselves from being taken over.
The crowd member you walk up to is a man, he looks to be in his late teens. He is tall, slender, and clean shaven. He is wearing jeans, and a baggy red T-shirt.
You walk up to him, stopping about 7 feet away, and start to talk to him, "Hey, big boy, like what you see?", you ask, gesturing to your voluptuous nude body.
He starts nodding emphatically, and you can already see the brown color spreading over his face from his nose, as his eyes start to blur over.
He slowly breaks out into a broad smile and falls over onto the seat of his pants, and as he does, his chest starts tingling, and gently pushing forward into the beginning of breasts.