As you reach the door to open for the room service, you cannot help but think that this judgement is a a bit of a joke. Sure, you are now a woman, but it's not that. bad. Sex is still fun and there's awful punishment involved. Quite the opposite. You had a great wedding day. Maybe being pregnant will be very uncomfortable and painful, and motherhood very boring, but you can worry about that later. Oh, maybe getting your menses every month will be a pain - in both senses of the word - but you figure if women can deal with it, then it's no big deal. Women must be exaggerating about it, as usual... You grin stupidly as you think that as a woman, you can fondle your own boobs and indulge at touching yourself whenever you want. No woman will ever complain, because that woman will be you! You smile as you think at how stupid the judges were at condemning you. Is that really a sentence? Being a woman? Ha! A woman you might be but you are rich and about to live a pampered life! You got way so easy! And the parents of the girl you raped and killed thought you'd get something awful? Well, the joke's on them! You feel like a movie villain and open the door for the room service to come in. Tony did not tell you what it might be. A surprise? Certainly. But what? Hopefully it's something exciting. And expensive. There's a man dressed like a butler with a silver dish. It's covered. Sternly, the man speaks to you.
"The honeymoon is over."
He removes the lid of the pice of silverware and you get blasted with a yellow powder. You lose consciousness but when you wake up, you understand quickly that if you are still female, your situation has changed completely. Uh-oh... Looks like you are about to get a harsh sentence after all...