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"Now that the narrator's job had been made easier..." Hey! You're no Deadpool! So quit it! It's gonna confuse the reader! "Right, right...anyway...I still don't feel done. What could be possibly missing?" Cecilia stands up, her clothes fitting loosely but not falling off of her since Carl had made a habit of wearing clothes as tightly as he could. She feels herself up: a grope here, a caress there. "Damn this body is sensitive." Her mind considers, blushing a bit and letting loose a little giggle when groping a boob produces a different silly honk noise, and her caress sounds like the rubbing an actual balloon. "Oh duh! Silly scientist! Forgetting part of your own body!" She doesn't know how she knows to do this, but she sticks her thumb in her mouth and blows into it hard, causing her butt to round, shoot out, expand, blow up, and gigantify until her cheeks match the size of her breasts, creating a wonderous little hourglass figure for her body. Whilst Cecilia is blowing, it also causes her thighs to round out and thicken, until her hips finally match her new bubble booty perfectly for any child bearing, or...you know...crushing watermelons! What a fun party trick. She thinks, she has to give that a try soon! "I must say, this automatic knowledge, whilst strange and maybe slightly concerning is so fun and useful! My colleagues would be sooooooo jealous! Once they stopped assuming that I was some kinda nightmare brought to life." She chuckles a bit more nervously, knowing how people are around clowns, it might be a WEE bit difficult to get people to not freak out at the sight of her, even if she is one of the sexiest and most beautiful things she has ever seen...well she assumes she is anyway. With that she dashes into her bathroom and looks at herself in the mirror. "Wow...hubba hubba..." She imitates the wolf whistle sound perfectly; it seems she can't stop discovering new talents, not that her eyes or her brain are complaining. It's like this strange form is teaching her over time what it is. How generous! "I'll have to pay it back later~."

"Okay okay, this is fun but, I need to gather myself together. I am in a new, definitely female body that somehow has vampire-white skin that definitely is not make-up, or else it would have come off on my hands a lot sooner. My assets appear to defy the laws of physics, my mind seems to be flooded with endorphins and hormones that lower inhibitions and encourage reckless joy and fun. Which I'm having a hard time complaining about, but we need to know where we are along...cause...I still feel like I'm not done. Apparently, I'm a clown girl? I have a strong gut feeling that's what I am now, and the bright red orb that is my new nose would be explained by that as would my white skin and to some degree the auditory hallucinations...or maybe actual noises my body parts can make now, almost as if my body was an instrument all on its own...the curviest instrument ever! Suck it, Saxophone!" Another giggle, it's starting to become her favorite way of expressing joy, though this one was "Hyuck Hyuck Hyuck" instead of a "Hehehe" or "Teeheehee." She supposes it's only beneficial to have variety. "Now why would someone do this...?" She ponders this question as she runs her fingers through , her short, brown, yet thick, and weirdly long hair, as if the strands loop back several times so it looks short but isn't. It had been barely there before, but this is a mess he would have hated dealing with during boot camp.