The mimic moves his hands to his chest and starts to scratch. Sophie, still staring deep into the eyes of this creature, began to move her hands to do the same. She was still in fear of what this creature was doing to her, she couldn't stay still unless the creature did the same. Dale was trying to help get her out of this but she couldn't budge out of the spot that she was transfixed to. Dale tried to get her to move, but it felt like her new tail was trying to push him away. He knew that she had no control over it. Sophie felt something building up in her chest, but she couldn't see what it was. Dale could. Fur. More of the same fur that covered her face and tail. It was spreading at a rapid pace, covering her shoulders in seconds, moving down the rest of her body until only stopping at her fingers and toes. Dale tried to stop it, even trying to pull the fur out. It was easy and it didn't hurt Sophie, but it grew back. It was like tearing through an endless box of tissues, Dale couldn't stop the fur from growing. It felt impossible, he didn't want to see Sophie turn into an animal. Sophie felt her toes spread out more, becoming just like her hands, following the creatures movements of hopping around like a joyous monkey, apart from her terrified look on her face.
The mimic was almost done, she almost looked completely like a monkey, he had only one thing left to do...