Once again, it seems its time to survey the damages. You're clothed again, although granted, it's in just a paid of high heels, a pink miniskirt, and some sort of tank top. the contents of that top however are rather surprising. While your vision is, for some reason, a tad blurry, it seems you have four breasts, all lined up in one long row. It's honestly a little awkward, as the outer pair keep evidently need a fair deal of support to keep from making a break for it to be pinched under your arms, but still, an odd feature. A glance upward shows you have hair the same color as your skirt just barely intruding into your field of vision, and as you take an additional step forward you realize it wasn't just a case of double vision, but you actually seem to have a third leg. As you experiment, it seems the outside legs will only move as a pair, mirroring each other's steps, making it rather difficult to move in any direction other than straight ahead. You also suddenly realize that your arms seem to move as a set too. Try as you might to do otherwise, if you lift your left arm, the right arm follows. Clenching your right fist is mirrored on the left, and indeed, it's honestly getting a bit tricky to even recall the words left and right the more you try and force yourself to move in an asynchronous manner.
Sighing, you decide to have a look around, which proves to be a decidedly alien experience. As you turn your head to one side, again, having a tricky time finding the word for the direction in question, somehow your entire field of view just widens out, and you lose all sense of depth. After the initial shock, you crane your neck further, and find you can eventually reach a point where you can see everything immediately to your left and right simultaneously (or is it right and left? To your sides, in any case). Not really sure how that could be possible unless one of your eyes just swung around to the back of your head, you turn your neck back the other way and suddenly see the surprisingly close face of a rather attractive woman standing immediately to either side of you, so long as you aren't put off by the fact that each woman has only one eye. You gasp in surprise, as do they, and it takes quite a while to realize that there isn't actually anyone standing next to you, but you are in fact just staring into your own face. Well, faces.
This latest alien race, it seems, sports two heads. At first this leaves you rather disturbed, as you assume you must be one or the other of these heads, and the other is some strange alien woman with whom you now share a body, or your own clone perhaps, but no. Your bizarre vision problems are the result of seeing out of the eye on both heads at once, and all your movements are mirrored. Apparently you are still of a single mind, just... somehow split between two heads. It's more than a little disconcerting, but like everything else on this trip, only a temporary condition. Having dealt with the shock, you focus on the more practical problems presented by this form. Like how it's easy enough to to comb back the hair on the outside of our heads, trying to cross your arms over to reach the other side just causes you to slap hands. You'd have to just reach over the tops of your heads to manage, which is probably why the owner of the original body the lizard scanned had the good sense to tie her hair back in a pair of ponytails... although the logistics of that seem rather difficult too.
Then of course there's the problem of how you're supposed to explore when you have to walk straight. After some experimentation though, you work out that as your middle leg is right in the center, you can manage to sort of twist it back and forth, adjusting your center of gravity, and forcing you into an odd tilting gait that drifts to one side or the other. Not the most elegant maneuver, but if you start turning early enough, you can get where you need to go.