You close your eyes and wait for the sensation in your chest, but instead, a strange pressure ignites at the base of your spine. Your eyes fly open with the feeling and the woman looks confused.
"Your chest isn't...." she begins, before she gets a sly look. "Turn around," she says. You sit tight. The woman walks over to you. You hadn't realized how small you had become. Where she was once slightly shorter than you, now she seems like a giant. She pulls you out of your seat and examines your posterior. "Yes, look at this. A tail. Well, now we know what kind of animal you're going to become!"
You look at her. She walks away and then turns around to stare at you and your continued changes. She sits on a cushion seat opposite you. Through the vapor and haze, she reads the look of confusion on your face. She smiles again, revealing her cruel side. "Oh, you don't know, do you? You can feel the tail but you don't dare look at it. Well, say oink oink, little piggy, because that's what you are."
If you hadn't already felt frozen by the horrible changes, you certainly would do so now. A pig! A pig? No. It can't be. You are a human being. Turning into a woman is one thing, scary and wrong, but still human. The reality of becoming an animal strikes a kind of fear in your heart you had never understood. Especially something as lowly as a pig.
The feeling at the base of your spine continues for another minute, and you can feel your tail pressing into the cushion. The longer it grows, the more defined its curly shape is, and you shudder that any more of your body would turn into such a degrading animal. The tail finally reaches its completed length and the pressure stops. You check the rest of your body, anticipating more changes.