She took a good look at herself and figured ‘I can do better than this...’ so she devoted herself to strengthening her mind so that she could get better control of her gelatinous body. After a solid week of meditation, Marina finally gained the ability to make clothing out of her slime body. Though she never could change her bovine form and abilities, she felt like she could now go out and attempt to start her social life again. After emptying her udder and tits of slime milk, she left her apartment and proceeded to try to combine her complex motor functions of being human and mix it with her bouncy, rubber-like capabilities. After a good hour of moving around town, she finally felt a sensation that didn’t bother her in her training session, hunger. She didn’t have to it because she was training her gooey body not to dissolve or absorb things she was trying to hold or grab. Since she honed those skills, her entire body growled at her, even worse that she was starting to lose her form, turning back into a blob in the public eye. To keep from embarrassing herself, she snuck behind a food truck and began to cover some of the food laying around, things like whole chickens, ears of corn, potatoes, and some scraps off the floor in the truck, sucking it into her blobby form before sliding back into the shadows as she dissolved her treat. After a hearty (and slightly monstrous) belch, she reformed with ease and re-emerged into the public eye. All around her seemed to be none the wiser, until she saw a reflection of herself and saw a pretty sizable gut with bones and some obvious acid digestion visible in her reflection. She pulled her “clothing” down over her violently gurgling stomach, hoping no one would pay her any mind. She slipped back into the shadows to finish dissolving her snack. All this digestion started turning her on, making her dribble a little slime juice from her nethers. No one should see her like this, it was embarrassing and disturbing to look at. Once her slime stomach calmed down, she rubbed at her clit and quickly came, splashing a little slime cum on the ground. After drying so and reforming, she re-emerged again and continued walking into a park where she could enjoy some fresh air. She found a nice bench to sit and relax on, making sure to keep her form hard enough to sit on it instead on sliding through it. Just as she had gotten comfortable, a frisbee came and bounced off her head, breaking her concentration and making her slip through the bench. She was rightly upset by that, so how should she respond?