Beth spent five minutes staring at herself in the full-length mirror as best she could, given that she was now taller than its full length. Nothing else changed about her in that time, as far as she could tell, so she allowed herself to believe it was finished.
Sighing, she sat heavily down on her bed and attempted to take off her shoes. With her one-inch-long fingernails, it took a bit of doing to undo the straps, but finally she got them and took her feet out of the shoes.
She stood up in her bare feet and felt an excruciating pain radiating upward from her soles. She quickly sat back down and the pain subsided, although there was still an uncomfortable burning sensation. She put her feet back into the shoes and almost instantly felt comfortable again, and as she leaned over and refastened the straps, she felt definite relief -- not to mention a bit of arousal, with her breasts pressed against her thighs, feeling the rings in her nipples through the thin fabric of her halter top.
Beth took stock of the situation. The words "I will make sure you are noticed from now on" came back to her -- yeah, as a beautiful, pierced, well-endowed Amazonian porn star with an unusual hairstyle, she'd be noticed all right.
But maybe, she found herself thinking, it wouldn't be all that bad.