Mina walked over to the door and locked it. She pulled some sort of remote out of her pocket and pointed it at Marina.
“Hey, what are you doing with that?” She asked while trying to get a good look at the device in the tiny woman’s hands. She was then hit with a yellow laser that spread some sort of effect around her body. At first, she didn’t feel any different, but then it hit her. She began to get hot, extremely hot, like a heat flash that felt like someone was cooking her in an oven. Her fur began to get damp all over as she began to sweat profusely, which made her smell worse than she already did. She had to cover her nose and blush, looking to Mina to ask why she did that, but Mina kept silent, staring at her intensely like she was studying a painting. She was then hit with a green laser, once again not feeling any different at first. This time, her stomach gurgled violently as she started to blast massive farts. Only, they wouldn’t stop. She kept on blasting ass for a good 30 minutes, her asshole aching after a while, until she felt a sac drop from under her tail. She got curious at the nubs that showed up, trying to reach back and feel them (forgetting how massive she was, so failing miserably at it), all the while making her smell even worse than before. Her nose still wasn’t acquainted with her newfound smell, so it actually made her eyes water. Still, Mina watched carefully, studying her patient intensely. Finally, she was hit with a red laser. After a minute, she started to scratch at her armpits and crotch, even trying to scratch her ass as her fur grew in thicker in those spots. All these changes made Marina cum hard, grabbing her cock and trying to aim it away from Mina or any of her furniture, which made her hit the ceiling and spray cum all over herself, adding to the already pungent stench she had. She looked like a wild animal, and she certainly felt like a slob, but Mina still wasn’t quite satisfied. She put the remote down and started to touch Marina, all the while shifting forms in front of her patient. Marina saw tan fur cover Mina’s arms, her nose and mouth extend into a snout, her ears balloon out and up, and a tail sprout from her pants. She was smelling her, taking in her every rank odor deeply like a connoisseur for it. By the time Marina could see her again, Mina had turned into a mouse anthro, and was taking the opportunity to document all the she did and smelled on her patient. Then she chimed in,
“It’s not enough, I know you can do more, be more, smell more. But, b-but I can stop if you’re not comfortable...”