She points to her left, at the frozen form of Cathy Lee, your class's valedictorian -- she's gotten straight A's pretty much since kindergarten. She's always been nice to you, although with her petite body, she's not really your type; you're also somewhat intimidated by her intelligence.
Now, however, Cathy's petite body is enlarging before your eyes, her sweater and skirt straining against what's suddenly become an overdeveloped hourglass figure, until they give up and morph into a much skimpier version of themselves. Some acne spots disappear from her face as it gets painted with thick makeup, most notably dark liner and bright shadow that combine to vividly emphasize her almond-shaped eyes.
She appears to grow a couple of inches taller, but that's the result of her flat shoes changing to high heels. Her shoulder-length black hair lengthens and forms itself into pigtails.
The transformation stops with Cathy looking like an Asian schoolgirl fantasy.
"Isn't that much better?" asks the Goth girl. "Her femininity was being wasted by her being the school brainiac."
"Uh..." You don't know what to say. On one hand, she's definitely hotter now that she's been transformed, but on the other hand, it still seems wrong.
"Oh, I haven't lowered her IQ any," says the Goth girl. "Of course, in this new reality, she may be choosing not to use it, instead taking advantage of her body --"
"Come on, at least let her continue to be valedictorian," you insist.
"Really? There've been studies, and it turns out ranking students is bullshit. In Finland --"
"Please?" you interrupt.
"Okay, fine," says the Goth girl. "One super-hot valedictorian coming up." She points again in Cathy's direction.