When your girlfriend count to three, you both throw your hands out and the outcome is fast. While your girlfriend had chosen paper, you had wisely countered with scissors. "Yes, I won, scissors beats paper." you declare.
"Fine, you win and you be the one who will change me, but I warn you better not transform me into something worst and distasteful or I won't forgive you." your girlfriend warns.
"Alright, I know and don't worry, I would never make my girlfriend angry. Besides, why would I do that when I can make you into whatever I desire. And on top of that, you still have a chance to change me tomorrow if you turn yourself back to normal." you finish as you give your girlfriend a
"Hmmm, I guess you're right. Why waste a great chance, right? So what will I be for the day, huh? Something kinky, something little dirty, or something bi-curious, your choice." she questions as you're think.
"Well, let's see. Um... oh... I know." you say as you're figure it out. "I guess I will change you into..."