You walk into the shop and are greeting with a welcoming gust of warm air. You slowly take in the shop. It's filled with shelf after shelf and rack after rack of various oddities. Along one of the walls of the shops were various costumes and masks.
"Hello, and welcome to the Choose Your Own Change store," announces a female voice. You quickly locate the source of the annoucement, a woman no older than thirty, wearing blue jeans and a white blouse, standing behind the counter.
"I'm sorry, did you say Choose your own Change? What sort of store is this?" you ask, slowly walking towards the woman.
"Yes, I did. We sell transformations and changes, so a person can change themselves either temporarily, or more permanently, if they desire," she replies.
"What sort of changes?" you ask.
"Oh all sorts, from age to muscle and physical transformations to animal and mythical transformations."
"I see...that's very interesting," you reply, looking around the shop.
"Really, we just help people by letting their deepest fantasies come to life," she said. "You don't believe in magic, do you?"
"I like the idea of it, but deep down, I know it doesn't exist," you reply, secretly hoping she'd prove you wrong.
"I wouldn't be so sure. Tell you what, I'll let you try out one thing from this shop, free of charge. Just to prove it to you," she said, gesturing towards the entire store. "Is there something you always wanted to be? The more fantastical, the better..."
"Well, it's kind of embarrassing, but, I always wanted to be..."