The horrific agony only intensifies as Mary tries to put up a fight, but to no avail. Her changes are nearing completion, despite her lack of willingness.
"Fine..." Mary whispers, her voice shuddering with pain, "I give. I surrender, you win."
[No, YOU win. I'm you. In fact, you'll never hear from me again...]
"... because now we're one and the same." Mary finishes, the pain of her changes barely even a memory as she stands up to watch the work finish itself off.
"I told myself I'd like it! What an idiot I was!" Mary chuckles, shaking her head in disbelief.