Alice, having found a new piece of herself, noticed that Jim looked different himself. All her attention had been on herself, but now Alice saw Jim, laying on the bed and looking different.
Alice walked cautiously over to Jim, he seemed to be asleep. If she was changing, maybe Jim was too. She leaned over Jim and looked closely at him. She instantly noticed that Jim's face was pushed out into what she could only think of as a muzzle. Next she saw that his skin was much darker than it should be, in fact, it was becoming a dark brown. But not only was it a different color, it seemed to have a sheen to it. Gently, Alice touched Jim's skin, it was cool and very smooth. Not anything like normal skin.
Alice pressed into Jim's chest, feeling the odd resistance, like a pool toy and the strange feel of it. Jim suddenly stirred and smiled, "Oh, that feels so good..." Alice jumped back in shock.
Jim opened his eyes, a little dazed and saw Alice with a look of extreme embarrassment on her face. He realized what had happened and blushed himself. "Oh, Alice, I'm sorry." Jim sat up a little woozily. "I think I'm feeling better, not so sick anymore."
Alice's blood red face slowly drained back to normal and she sighed. "That's good to hear. Umm...Jim?", Alice hesitated, "I think there's something wrong with us..."