As the collar was placed around the subdued Sarah's neck. The curse seemed confused, unable to determine what dog was to become of her. She wasn't German-Irish like her adoptive siblings, the easy answer of the Shepard was confused by her Chinese, Portuguese and white heritage. The curse started to spread across her body but very slowly golden fur in tight sprouts came out of her ever pour but sporadically like some kind of skin disease. Her ears lengthened and then flopped over.
She looked at her reflection in the mirror and screamed running from the room through the empty cavernous house. Her breasts were flattening, her jaw jutted forward as the hair across her face and head became black as the ace as an oil well. Her finger nails lengthened and scratched the floor with her nail/claws as she scratched her burning, itchy skin to comprehend what she was becoming. Forced onto all fours her huge breasts slowly dissolved like a slab of butter in a hot frying pan until they were just nipples as new ones appeared on her hindquarters.
"Arh...Gawd...Plese...hop...Me..." her tongue made it difficult for her to speak.
If she had taken off the collar she could have escaped but she was so distraught that she couldn't work that out. Soon she was a bitch Portuguese Mountain Dog.