Jess was liking this change for Mary more and more. What better humiliation that turn her into a fat pig? What was even better was that Mary did it all herself. If cat's could laugh, Jess would be on the floor rolling around in glee.
Mary let her opinion be known with a dissatisfied oink laced with anxiety. This brought Jess out of her reverie. Now that Mary was her's to do with as she pleases, what should she do?
All manner of other animals that she could transform Mary into came to her mind. The usual cow and donkey and all the others she thought of before.
She could also transform herself into something else to take full advantage of Mary's condition.
Or she could leave her as she was. Who would come by to save her? That would be poetic revenge. Let the fat pig starve to death. On second thought, maybe that was too extreme.
Jess had the sudden idea to...