Phil was now stuck inside Mary's hippo womb, and Mary could do little but observe his wriggling inside her. Mary stomped around the room a bit while thinking what to with Phil, while Phil felt himself wobbling back and forth to the motions of Mary's colossal body. Suddenly, something started happening that neither of them had expected. The walls of Phil's prison began to melt around him, the gray rubber goo spreading across his body and vaporizing his clothes. The rubber ran all across his rubber and face, solidifying in the same texture as Mary's skin. His jaw stretched forward an enormous amount, turning his face into a small, square hippo muzzle with two large noseholes on top. Phil's body shrank and fattened to fit the confines of the womb better, desperately trying to find a way out while his hands were turning into large stump paws. Phil had almost completely turned into a small rubber hippo by now, his transformation finishing with a small piece of rubber inflating from his butt, turning into a tail nub. Now Phil was not only stuck in here, but also a baby hippo!