You look at your girlfriend. She is sitting on the floor grunting while she licks the plates clean to get even the last piece of food from it. You notice some further changes. Not so many because there wasn't much food left. Your girlfriend looks now a bit pudgier and her nose upturned even more. But that wasn't it what catches your interest. It seems to be something at her ears. But you can't point it out yet. She looks up "Something wrong?" You look closer. "Heh! *oink* No staring! I'm not an *oink* exhibit." Your girlfriend starts to sound angry. Then you got it: "How do you like your new jewelery?" "New jewelery?" she looks puzzled. "What do you *oink* mean?" You point at her ears. Your girlfriend grabs one of the silvery plates from the floor and uses it as a mirror. "Hmmm ... hmmmm." She looks closer, tilting the plate a little bit. "*Oink*!" It seems she has seen it too. Small metal ID tags clipped in each of her ears. Excited your girlfriend tells you "I'm now *oink* marked like a pig. *Snort*" "And you already sound like one too." you try to mock her.
"Heh!" she squeals. "It's just *oink* just a little more difficult to speak. My tongue feels weird and I have to concentrate more to speak clearly." You know the feeling but she is already a step farther into pigginess. Then your girlfriend starts to chant "Calm *oink* down! Calm down! Calm down! Concentrate!" And it really seems to work. No more oinks and squeals from her for the moment.
OK, lets get dressed and then we can go. She stands up and stumbles but manages to keep balance. You follow her gaze down to her feet just to discover the reason why the maid took the sandals back. Her feet resemble perfect piggy hooves now. She tries to wiggle her (former) toes. Nothing happens. Stiff. "Are you OK? Can you walk like this?" She goes back and forth a bit and you hear a soft clack clack from her hooves on the floor. "No problem. Finally the hours in high heels pay off." She beams "Hehe! I made quite some progress down there. Soon I will have to walk on all fours. - Two finished” she points down to her newly formed hooves “Two more to go!.” she smiles and rises her halfway transformed hands.
“OK! OK! But first lets have a little break.” You give a slap at her ass and leave the room.