Before you went in you decided to follow Lucy's lead, you have some second thoughts but in for a penny in for a pound. You get the number 52 pill and swallow it quickly before second doubts can take hold.
Soon enough, your changes begin. But things go a bit differently. Your skin takes on the lustre, but more than that you begin to get smaller. You go from 1.75 to 1.6 meters tall and slimmer. You look down at your hands and notice that they are becoming slimmer and watch as your nails develop red glossy polish. As you begin to go stiff and feel your new joints come in, your arms and hands have become very feminine, But that pales to the growth of two large mounds on your chest. You touch them and find that they are solid, firm and sensitive.
You look to a mirror and notice as your hair grows, pouring around your head and framing your face. You look in shock as your face continues to shift, features softening and slimming. Your wardrobe undergoes a similar transformation to Lucy's, becoming a dress of similar cut and style, if done in blues and whites compared to Lucy's more earth toned ensemble. A little probing between the legs confirms how far the changes have gone.
The transformation itself is reasonably pleasant, there is some tingling and a pleasant sensation of coolness as you are turned inside and out into a living doll. The facial transformation however is weirdest part. Your mouth begins to settle into a smile, motor control fades as do the sensations from your tongue, teeth and mouth interior as are sealed away and are converted. Your lips remain fairly sensitive and sensations relating to hunger fade away.
All the while, Lucy looks in on your changes with wrapped fascination. Then as you are both changed the opposite doors of the booths open and you are asked to make your way through into the hotel. You do so, walking into an antechamber with a huge wall mounted mirror. Looking back at you are a pair of dolls, one of which is a Dollified version of your girlfriend and the other is a near duplicate with dark purple lips and dark blue eyeshadow. Lucy leans on your shoulder.
"Like what you see Lilian?" Lucy says to you playfully
"Now hold up." You repeat in a tinny feminine voice "You know my name's Lilian. Wait no its...Lilian."
"Yep, that's what it is here. I read the brochure. You get a new fitting name with your form during your stay. Lilian it is."
"Oh poot."
"Also no swearing for Dolls." Lucy said playfully. You notice that Lilian is now more prone to physical expression, letting her hands and posture do the talking.
"Gosh darn it!" You repeat in frustration, shaking your fists by your side. "Even so...you are beautiful."
"So are you. We're a matched pair made for each other." You notice that your bags have been brought along, and after opening up you notice that all your clothes have been turned into outfits similar those your both wearing. You get your keys and look at the map. You walk with Lucy to a grand door as it opens.