'Ok, ok, this is fine.' You explain to yourself, 'I need batteries, nothing will happen without batteries.' You examine the device, and find it had a USB charging port, and not one of those crappy Apple ones, the universal ones. 'Rechargeable, cool' you think. A quick pat down reveals you have your phone in your back pocket, and a quick check reveals almost everything is the same, but all your pictures reveal your lower half to be that of an extremely curvy black woman. You notice the lady who took your legs left her purse on the ground, and you pick it up, finding that it contains all of your personal information, keys, wallet, the works. 'Guess this is mine now!' You think, slinging it over your shoulder. Deciding you needed to get home and plug it in, you slip your phone into your back pocket, and the mild concern someone could take it without you noticing vanished. It was very noticeable and you could feel it through your womanly rear. You start the walk from where you are to the car, and you notice how your hips sway back and forth, how your thighs brush together, the way your big round ass jiggles every step. All the men and some of the women have their eyes on you, and weirdly, you kind of like it. Finally making it to your car, you sit down with a squish, and find your seat perfectly adjusted to your now rear. You start up, and head home.