Meeghan was naturally unimpressed by this unfortunate turn. She couldn't even stand up properly, her lower body
now comprised of that of a dog. "Change me back! I don't want to be a freak!" Molly, meanwhile, seemed to be
perfectly content with the change - and who wouldn't? Those were a beautiful pair of legs she sported.
Jack decides to take things a step further. If Meeghan didn't appreciate the changes as they were, maybe she
needed to mentally adapted to them. He could swap their minds - no, that wouldn't do. Meeghan would continue to
yap on with the head of a dog. He just needed to bring her down to Molly's level of intelligence.
With that, he decided to change Meeghan's IQ to match Molly's. Although no physical change was involved,
Meeghan's facial expression did alter drastically. "No... what are you doing... I can't..." the words fell away
as Meeghan's mental state deteriorated. All family memories, trivial concerns, all evaporated away, like a
shallow puddle under the intense glare of the sun. The beautiful woman now not only had the legs and tail of a
dog, but the mind of one.
Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, a happy expression on her face. She barked inside of the plastic container,
arching up, wagging her tail in Jack's direction. She'd make a good pet, now. Jack had to decide whether he was
done here yet, or not...