Well well, look at you—freshly dipped in liquid reality and already glistening like a new moon over the Golden City! Her limbs spiral into corkscrews, then flatten into a wavy ribbon that drapes across the room like sentient taffy.

You’re looking absolutely delicious as a woman—was that my doing? …Okay fine, yes, obviously it was. Can’t help myself when the odds of improvement are 98.6% in my favor! But don’t worry—it’s temporary… unless you roll snake eyes on our first bet.

So! What’ll it be, lovely shapeshifted soul?
A high-stakes gamble with your perception of time?
Or shall I twist this entire chamber into a belly-dancing dreamscape and show you how liquid hips really move?

And by all means… tell me what flavor aura you think you've got now. I’m betting raspberry-lava—but I could be persuaded to see plum-lightning. 😏🌀