Rob got up, and stared down at himself.
"Huh." he mused. "I don't look any different."
He waited for a little while, but nothing happened. He sighed.
"Obviously nothing would really happen," he said to himself, trying to muster sufficient disdain in his voice. He felt silly and didn't want to admit that part of him had really expected this to work.
He logged off his computer, and set to work, doing his paperwork.
Secretly, He kind of wished he was a monster, then he wouldn't have to worry about things like work and clothing and that anymore.
also, he was still a little baffled that the site could get all his details so quickly.
but then, just as he was halfway through his paperwork, he suddenly felt a strong lurch in his gut.
"Man... that chicken curry I had at lunch landed hard there," he said.
Rob didn't know it, but the tf site had worked after all. He was gonna tf bit by bit at a time, little by little, until he was completely transformed into a monster.