She changes you.

She walks in carrying a little pink outfit of some kind. You look it over as she flops it on the bed. She then goes into the bathroom and starts the bath flowing while whistling softly. Finally she grabs you and hauls you to your feet and drags you into the bathroom. “Get in bitch.” You can smell a vaguely citrus scent from the bathtub and consider resisting when she slaps you across the face and pushes you in. As she dunks your head under you feel your skin tingle as what ever chemicals she put in the water work their magic on you. Then as you **** and try to breathe you take in a gulp of the liquid and gasp for breath drowning. But to your shock as the liquid fills your lungs you somehow aren’t dying. This moment of wonderment dies in an instant as a horrific shocking pain racks your body. You feel as if your entire skeleton is shattering. Your skin feels like it is on fire, your chest feels heavy, and your face feels like someone is literally ripping you apart. Finally the pain subsides and she stands you up satisfied to dry you off. “Perfect, you will do nicely.” In shock your eyes wonder to the mirror.