As you breathe, your fingers explore your abdominal muscles, which are suddenly defined where there was smoothness and a bit of swell before. Your fingertips reach to slide the bed spread away from you, suddenly curious as to why, even how you might be different now. As you draw the covers back, a faint gasp escapes your lips as you see that the golden hairs about your navel do indeed continue below, a trail that is sparse at first but thickens as it descends until it joins a dense golden thatch about your nethers, lush flaxen hair concealing them, far more than you've ever had. You reach for it to tug experimentally, only to wince as you find that it is indeed part of you. Drawing back the covers further, the sheets almost tickling as they trail over thighs, indeed legs that are now unrepentantly unshaven. The contours of your thighs are toned, lean muscle evident playing beneath skin liberally frosted with pale hairs.
Puzzled, you hook your legs over the side of the bed, only to be confused further as they reach the carpeted floor rather sooner than you expected. Your toes curl into the deep carpet, toenails snagging here and there, and you look down at yourself with the sinking realization that you've grown, somehow. Your limbs longer, stronger, power felt in each movement as you heft yourself to your feet. A small smile plays across your lips as your blonde hair hangs down along your back. As strange as this is, it's not... altogether unpleasant. Walking over towards the wardrobe produces a confident swagger in your stride, born of the almost instinctual knowledge the feeling of your taut, curvy new form brings.
You open the wardrobe to find...