I ran my hand along my pecs. They felt so firm and hot underneath my palm. I gave my nipple a slight twist and moaned deeply. Oh god. My voice was so hot. My cock started to rise up in my sweatpants.
Staring around my room, there were posters of super models in bikinis and women in tight clothes. I thought to myself, 'I have always wondered what it was like to be... you know... gay'... With that thought, the posters began to change immediately. A slim, shapely woman turned into a tight, muscular man standing in the ocean. Cheerleaders turned into ripped, half naked firemen. A rather long and thick vibrator appeared next to my bed on the nightstand as well as a copy of Playguy and several containers of lube.
My closet expanded and in it filled new clothes. New collared shirts hung on hanger, distressed jeans appeared neatly folded underneath, and around twenty pairs of sneakers and shoes were set on the floor.
I looked into the mirror and noticed my hair grow longer, into a shaggy cut with blonde highlights. My jaw widened and defined as I grew stubble. I rubbed a hand across my face to see if it was really me. I moaned again and my cock continued to harden.
"Oh man, this is so cool," I said to myself, "What should I make happen next?"