Forgoing drying herself, Dionysia dashed into her bedroom to inspect the changes. Standing before the mirror, she chuckled with glee at what she saw.
A tall woman of about 21 with an hourglass figure and generous breasts stared back at her. Golden hair draped down her back, framing her womanly face beautifully. She placed a hand on her hip and swayed left and right, captivated by the flexibility of her hips. Dionysia then turned around and looked over her shoulder. A fine set of globes met her eyes, their shape firm and round. Her chest was turned at an angle, giving the transformed girl an excellent side-view of her great tits.
With a slap of her butt, she said, "You've outdone yourself, Lady of Love."
She sat on the bed and the urge to touch herself overrode her thoughts. She had masturbated before, but never with full, heaving breasts. Dionysia nibbled her lip, need coursing through her nubile body. A piece of advice she once overheard between Sisters came to mind. They said thinking of the love of their dreams while pleasuring themselves made the whole thing twice as stimulating.
Staring at her naked form in the mirror, a list of candidates filled her head. She just had to pick one.