This process continues for some time until she is almost completely boneless. Only the bones in her arms and her once-legs-now-second-pair-of-arms remain. She breathes unevenly, deep and heaving breaths as she turns herself to look into the mirror.
She's immediately appalled at how hideous she is. She's unbelievably bloated, her skin a sickly yellowish pallor with a grimy, glistening texture. The slime her skin produces mattes her hair to her head, the massive blubber of her face, makes her eyes seem small and beady, even though her mouth is flat and wide, with massive lips.
"I look like some Jabba the Hutt..." Rachel moans in disgust.
But then... something changes in her mind. What it is, nobody can really tell, not even Rachel, but at that point, she smiles. That massive mouth of hers smiles, stretching across her blubber-filled face.
"It's really not so bad. Wait 'till mom gets a load of the new me."