"It'll be tough, girls, but you'll get through it together."
Steph, the youngest at 17, began to cry. Jen held her, and tried to tell her it would be okay.
"We can't afford to keep the house, or feed you right now," he continued. "I'm told by a friend that you'll all
leave much happier lives as animals. You might end up as the family pet for a very well-off family. I know
someone who performs the transformations illicitly, and will make sure you all end up in good hands."
The girls were upset, but they could see the logic. It might be nice to live as a pampered animal, as opposed to
the harsh reality of the socioeconomic situation as it was.
The girls said their goodbyes to their father as they were left at a shady, backstreet transformation clinic.
The doctor, a portly man, welcomed them in with excited eyes.
"Now girls, I'm sure you have grand ambitions for your new lives, but the truth is that you'll be transformed
into species that my clients are asking for. I supply all parts of society with transformees, from private
homes, to zoos, to farms. So lets get started and assign you to your new species."