The familiar sensation of transforming begins and Mark is glad, hoping that whatever happens, she won’t be stuck in such a form that makes it difficult to use the vials, figuring it would be too much to hope that she would become her former self.
And then a tightening sensation distracts her and she realise that this is because she is enlarging within a confined space and struggling, she began to push herself upward, heaving a sigh when, with an audible pop, she exits the vial, struggling to look down at her body to see what is changing.
To her relief, Mark watches the white fur covering her chest slowly recede back into her body and forcing her eyes to look down even further, she silently wills her privates to return to their normal, male state.
But they don't and as the transformation speeds up, forcing Mark to lie on her back, she screams inside her head, "I don't want to be a girl! It's not fair!" and opening her mouth, she lets out a howl of indignation, much like an infant's, and waving her hands about, she begins to cry.
Immediately a voice called out, "What's going on in here," and moments later, Mark's mother walked in the room, took one look at the vials, and then looked at the crying infant.
Reaching down, she began to make soothing noises, asking as she did so, "Well where did you come from?"
Mark wailed louder, not wanting to be soothed, trying to get his mother to understand that she was not a baby girl, but a boy named Mark.
But try as she wanted, Mark was unable to fight the soothing noises his mother was making and found himself first calming down and then growing drowsy as her mother wrapped her in a blanket, commenting, "Well, we'll just have to find your mommy, now wont we."
Falling asleep, Mark yawned and as she stuck her fist into her mouth, she had one final thought, "I need to get to the vials," before she finally succumbed to her infant needs and fell asleep, liking the soothing noise the woman was making, forgetting that at one time, she had been Mark's mother, whoever Mark was.