...a pale, raven-haired goth looking very unamused.
She sat on your bed, right where you've left your girlfriend, the delivery box still in her hands- only now her hands were considerably skinnier. Her fingernails, clutching the branded cardboard, were now covered in black nail polish.
From what you could see between the covers, her body was completely different too: gone was your short, slightly chubby sweetheart... the stranger on your bed was slender and seemingly taller. She was also naked no longer- on her was a combination of a leather corset and boots, along with a white blouse.
"Uh... babe? Is that... you?" you speak out as it's all you manage to blurt out at this sight.
"Yes. Still me," she replies, matter of factly, not bothering to even look up at you. She was too busy pulling away at her corset, trying to get a glimpse of the two mounds that just appeared on her chest.
"Man, you actually seem pretty chill about this! You done this before?" you joke, letting out a chuckle.
In response, she immediatly looks up at you. Her new eyes are as dark as her hair. She stares at you for a moment, piercing through your soul while brushing a strand of her staright hair behind her ear- you notice an impressive amount of piercing on it, but decide not to bring that up for now. "I am, in fact,... terrified. This is the most bizzare, unexplainable thing that has ever happened to me in my life. I feel as if I am about to faint.", she explains. Her voice is quiet, but not peaceful. It's much lower than her original one, but it's also... toneless.
That's when you notice it- she doesn't convey any emotion. Not her face, nor her voice, show any sign of this panic she's feeling- she's bound by her body's ability (or inability) to express emotion!
You would spend more time being amazed by this, but she needs your help!