Gloria selected beef cattle with a nervous excitement. The idea of being no more than an animal used for
fleeting human enjoyment gave provided her with a panicked and secretive excitement. She couldn't wait to change
into a fat, hulking meat animal, judged not on her looks but on her value as a product.
As she pressed through the menus, she didn't think too much about the "are you sure?" warning, pressing the "OK"
button impulsively and awaiting her change. It didn't take long, her skin coming out in fine, silky hairs, white
all over with black splotches. Her ears grew out, flopping down by her jaws, as her face funneled out in a cow's
snout. She slipped off her clothing - with some difficulty, as her fingers were hardening into hooves - and fell
down onto all fours as the changes continued. Her mind was racing, she could smell and feel things outside of
human consciousness, but she loved the feeling that she was now becoming an object, someone else's property. She
was fast losing the ability to form words, and she let out a guttural moo as the transformation completed.
A knock came on the door and two men let themselves in. This would be the start of her new life. Gloria was so
nervous, she might come to regret this decision, she fretted.