She noticed that her skin looked gray, her eyes were green, her hair was black and a pair of horns that curved inward poked out the sides of her head... and she was shorter...
"UuuuuuwwwwWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"
She only just now realized that her voice had a higher, girlier pitch to it, especially as she screamed her lungs (or equivalent air sack based organs by this point) out. Kyle actually did it! The curse is actually real! Her life was spiraling towards an inevitable anarchy of confusion, fear, and absolute horse-shit! Jenfir was a troll, and there was nothing she could do about that right now!
She suddenly heard a sort of thumping heading her way, footsteps by the sound of it, like some sort of great beast were about to come upon her and trample her... except a strange sort of click occurred in the back of her cerebral systems, and a sort of feeling of deja-vu made itself known. Almost as if she knew the coming footsteps were somehow... protective. That's when the great snowy white creature that owned those footsteps came charging into the room and scooped her up into its arms.
"Are you alright, love?" the creature asked in a frantic and paternally distressed manner.
"Uhh," Jenfir said, still a bit in shock at how quickly this weird furry creature picked her up.
"I heard you scream and I came as soon as I could!" the creature explained.
Another click occurred in the back of Jen's head and she immediately recognized this creature as her lusus, a sort of guardian designated as a developing troll's mentor/parent in a manner of speaking.
"I'm okay Mom," Jen said calmly, "I just got startled by something, that's all."
"No kidding?" her lusus asked, her worry starting to fade away a bit.
"No kidding," Jen confirmed.
The lusus gave a great sigh of relief as she gently set the trollish girl back on the ground "Oh thank Her Imperial Condescension! For a minute I thought... I thought that... whew...!" She was awash with exhaustion from the adrenaline that now receded, and relief from the momentary fear she experienced. "Please don't scare me like that. The thought of my little grub being taken away by those awful drones... I thought I would die on the spot!"
"It's okay Mom, really!" Jen reassured her, "It was probably just a little stumble that startled me is all and you know how jumpy I can be!"
"I do grub," she replied, "but that doesn't erase the possibility they could reach you even all the way out to this remote planet!"
More clicks went off in Jen's mind as weird new memories resurfaced, almost as if by magic she were getting used to the situation at hand. A distant flashback began to surface, and soon she would understand what the narrative was...