Thinner. Yes, definitely thinner, softer, more feminine. They were not your own. Obviously shocked you examine yourself for a second to find no other changes, that is to say other than your arms. After taking a second to regain your nerve you try to remember how you got to this awful Motel, but nothing comes to mind.
When you walk over to the mirror, you look absolutely ridiculous. Like someone had chopped the hands of a woman’s body and glued them to you. Just then you hear a knock at the door. You...