Messing with text and sliders was one thing. Looking at the real thing was another. She saw nothing was apparently changed in her apartment, nothing she noticed anyways, and went first to look in a mirror.
Standing there was who she... HE designed. She was short, very short. 4'6" if she remember from the settings, although she was helped by her 6 inch platform-heeled boots. She had the pale and freckled skin characteristic of her irish heritage, but had a bit of a "weathered" look, like she had been through alot already, despite her age setting if 21.
She had a short-pixie hairstyle with an obvious red-hair dye, little ragged as if she had trouble maintaining it, or a just "fucked" look. Her facial expression seemed to default to "come-hither" look. Half-lidded eyes, flrtaious, if little vacant look. She tried a smile and looked like an open invitation to fuck, while an attempt at a scowl turned into barely their sneer. Even if it wasn't for her expressions, her heavy make up, tacked-on eyelashes, and collagen injected lips so big they can't close completely, would make it hard to think of her as anything other then a trashy whore.
For the rest of her body, seemed like a enticing if slight hourglass figure, especially on the hips. Her breasts and butt though, were much more then enticing. Encased in a basic belly-showing top and showing a valley of cleavage, she had two massive, sphereical breasts. She guessed them to be somewhat bigger then basketballs. Combination of their appearance and a quick confirmation of touch (oh god watching her grope her own boobs!) confirmed that they did have plastic surgery. Or at least the program said they were fake, she never touched a woman before. She wondering how much was silicon and the rest real, however.
Her butt was also a star of her body. Overflowing over the top of an extremely short miniskirt, two massive butt cheeks stuck out like a shelf. Although they they didn't outshine their booby cousins, it was no question they were also blatant symbols of plastic surgery. Doing a quick grope and a few smacks definitely confirmed how jiggly and wobbly they were. A high-cut g string also helped emphasize their size and her sluttiness.
Finishing off with thigh-high, tight and shiny 6 inch platform boots, she was the poster child of a trash slut.