After a few tense moments, Andrea opened her eyes. It had worked! She was finally back to normal! Everything was back where it rightfully belonged. Her toned, muscular arms and calloused hands were back supporting her weight again! Her massive udder was back, as were her boobs, she no longer had a mouth (that had been a weird experience for sure) and her pussy was back on her face. She was no longer covered in body hair, and she no longer had a sweaty male body anymore. And last but certainly not least, her dick had returned to where it rightfully belonged, between her smooth and hairless ass cheeks, and had even returned to its usual size. She was relieved she would never have to experience trying to relieve herself through a hairy puckered donut, and could instead crap from her urethra like she always had. Even more reassuring was that now that her pussy was back, she could once again taste her own juices, which was something she always took for granted, but now she took a newfound appreciation for that familiar flavor. She couldn’t wait to get home and shove a hot meal through her sensitive folds. She couldn’t imagine eating without the orgasmic pleasure that came with it. Even just the smoothness of her non-existent shoulders reminded her of the strange experience of her repositioned arms, as well as the strangeness of having feet and legs. The soles had been so strange and sensitive, and they just looked so bizzarre, only heightened by how hairy they were. Whatever entity that possessed the strange machine clearly wasn’t prepared for her sheer determination! Or maybe it had just taken pity on her. Who could say for sure. As she tried leaving the back room, however, she just so happened to run udder-first into a member of the arcade staff. She was in trouble now…