Grace showed up for appointment with her mother, and was ushered to a back room that looked similar to a room at a doctor's office. A nurse came into the room within five minutes, and began preparing a syringe.
"I think there is something wrong...I'm not becoming lettuce, am I?" Grace asked.
"Unfortunately, you are," said the nurse. "We are running out of vegetables far more quickly than we anticipated, and I'm afraid this is the only alternative."
"My life is over!" Grace cried.
"No, it's only just begun! You're life will be found with more meaning than you would think. You'll be saving thousands of lives. Just...rest on that thought, okay?"
"H-how does it feel?"
"Frankly, we don't know. No one has ever told us. The transformations can be anywhere from painful to some, to completely arousing to a select few. And for others, they fall asleep and don't feel a thing. But beyond that, not even the animals have been able to communicate what it's like being transformed. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid we'll have to begin." Grace felt a sharp pain in her shoulder as the nurse injected her. She felt a tingling throughout her whole body. It felt slightly pleasurable, but not overly so. She leaned back, tears streaming down her face.
"G-good bye mother. I hope...I-I hope I see you again." Her body was becoming green, and leaves were beginning to sprout everywhere. Her whole body was becoming many heads of lettuce. When it reached her womanhood, she felt an overwhelming amount of pleasure, and then an orgasm as the head of lettuce sprouted from there. In five minutes, all she could see when she looked down was hundreds of heads of lettuce positioned so that it vaguely resembled her body shape. She felt her hair disappear, and finally her head sprouted into a head of lettuce, and she lost all movement. She could still see and hear, and she saw her mother crying. The nurse began taking each head of lettuce, and placing it into a bag. Grace felt weird as her body was taken apart separately and she could feel each part of her. She was unceremoniously tossed into the bag, and transported to a plant where she was washed, and then taken to the grocery store. When customers began to come in, she could feel as parts of her were bought, and at night, she would lie in the store, feeling almost orgasmic feelings as she could feel parts of her being cut up, and covered with cold dressing, and then eaten by individuals. It felt better than anything she had experienced. Her thoughts became very simple, thinking of only being eaten, as if that was what she was meant to do. Eventually she was completely eaten, and her life ended....but she was happy, happy to have served humanity with her entire being, and she "closed her eyes" as what used to be her face was eaten by her mother, someone she didn't even recognize as she was eaten.