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Granted, you are now a sphinx girl, with lion limbs (although your front paws can kinda work like hands - God bless furry designers) and feathered wings. Optionally you can get a futacock shaped like a barbed tentacle, a mixture of feline and avian penis; a bit unusual, but hey, some people are kinky enough to try it.
Yes, you can walk around with your nethers in full display, since kittens do it all the time. In fact, you have a general glamour that makes people accept your unnatural anatomy, as well as any... let's say, "indecent" behavior, to a degree. Rubbing yourself on someone's legs, or humping their trousers, will be seen as cute affection, in a "aww, she likes you" kind of way. Be careful, though, because if you push your luck too much, people might decide that they had enough and, you know, kick your ass.

So, to recap thus far: you're a sphinx, you look cute, and people can approach you just fine without getting scared away by your animalistic features. What else..?
Oh, right, there's that thing with sphinxes and riddles. Remember that whole thing where, in the original myths, sphinxes would give riddles to people, eating them alive if they couldn't answer and committing suicide if they could? Yeah, you can forget all about it. It's unsexy and unfun, not to mention bad for everyone's health.
Instead, I have decided to curse you into becoming a nerd. Discovering puzzle games like the Dr. Layton series will tickle a primordial part of your sphinx brain, corrupting your horny-monstergirl instincts with the banal flatness of modernity. Basically you're gonna assume a NEET-like disposition, preferring to spend more time playing games than working... even though you do need money to get those games, and you'll have to work to get money.