"While we wait," she says, "you really should get the best view of your transformation. Let's see if I can find it." The woman touches the cushions that line the wall in her chamber. She pulls at a cushion as if it would come off, but instead it reveals a small medicine cabinet recessed into the wall. You get a quick glimpse of several colorful potions inside, and you feel yourself become curious.
"No, it's here," she says, talking to herself and she pulls off a cushion from the wall. It come away in her hands, revealing a large mirror. You look and can only see yourself from the chest up. You look normal, just like how you've always looked. The woman sets the cushion on the bench that runs along the wall and then removes two more cushions, so the mirror goes all the way to the floor. The sight that greets you is completely unnatural.
You have a man's head and torso. You have a man's legs. But your hips, your vagina, it looks as if it were pulled from another body and stuck on you. You feel sick, as if you are looking at a bad photoshop job with your head on it. Cautiously, you turn your hips to the side. Your butt, it appears, is completely flat. You scowl. You never had a flat butt in your life. But no matter how much muscle you had before the transformation began, your hips would have stretched it as they broadened. You try to imagine how many squats you would have to do to fill your cheeks back out. You remind yourself that you will be an animal soon, and anything you imagine would be a waste.
The woman watches you check yourself out. "And it's only just begun," she says. She pokes you in the belly, as if to see if the changes have moved upward yet. You step away from her, and you feel your hips teeter as you struggle to keep your balance. You manage to stay upright, but the wide hips are a challenge. You are certain the next round of changes will happen soon.