The experiment's over. It's time to turn your belly back.
As you walk, you try to get your clothes out of the closet again, but you don't notice the underpants on the floor that you deliberately avoided at first, and step on them.
Suddenly you feel weightlessness, your other foot takes a step forward, and then, thunk, you sit down on the ground.
There's a sharp pain in your crotch, and even though your genitals have been replaced with a vagina, the shock of your weight still hurts.
A little bit later, you had the energy to check what was going on.
You can't see your legs, you can't feel them, and the reason for all this is that each of your legs is stepping on your girlfriend's underwear. Theoretically, your legs aren't affected by underwear, but you step right into them, and the magic recognizes your legs in order to prevent the wearer from putting on underwear, so much so that the magic wipes out your entire leg, leaving you with another hairless vagina at the base of your thigh.
Yeah, you got three vaginas in your crotch right now, one in the middle, one on each side.
You try to crawl with your hands, and the result is that no matter what, your vagina inevitably rubs against the ground, irritates your nerves, and pussy juice from three openings, and in the worst case, your abdominal breasts participate in the mental torture.
Like a slug, you move slowly and leave your pheromones in your path, but instead, you compulsively enjoy it