Please let this torture end!
You are forced to watch your canine self swallow the fish over and over and again. The hands dont let you turn your head away, even to look at your mother no matter how desperate you are to see her.
Even from different angles on multiple screens and at different moments, you are forced to relive the horror of eating your own father. Several moments of agonized suspense, followed by the sudden gulp.
You can still feel him alive in your stomach. How long will his suffering last? How long will yours?
Only after your mothers cries have subsided, her transformation complete, are you allowed to behold her fate. The arms carry you over to the chair she was and sits you right onto it. You feel something between your forepaws moving between them. You look down at the small creature you mother has been turned into.