You think about it. "I want to be a handsome young stud who never has to worry about money or anything else. Hung like a horse, admired and loved by women, lots of sex. Famous."
The woman grins but doesn't say anything. "I can manage that." She prints out a form and hands it to you. "Standard contract. Sign it."
You glance over the paper and are surprised to see your exact words. Picking up a pen, you sign it and hand it back. She checks it and then points to a door where a green light just started blinking. "Walk through there. You'll find your new life on the other side."
Wow! You nearly run to the door, anxious to see how this works. Pushing it open, you step through and feel a sudden blast of heat as you fall forward.
Startled, you catch yourself easily on your hands and blink in bright sunlight. You are in a large open pasture fenced in with white posts. Vision is wrong, though, and colros are really faint. You shake your head, and realize two things - there is a lot more head to shake, and you are not on hands and knees. You are on four legs!
Twisting around, you discover that you are a magnificent black Arabian stallion! Hung like a horse. It all fits, but this isn't what you had in mind. There are people on the other side of the fence, some taking photos. You find that you sorat remember spending a lot fo time in this pasture, and also remember mounting a whole lot of different mares. You are a famous stud stallion at a breeding ranch.