The next time she came to, something felt different. She felt different. It was something about her. The room and mirror remained as featureless as they had always been. However something seemed to have moved... shifted in a way.
Mary took a step towards the mirror to inspect herself closely. She felt lighter. There was a certain bounce to her step which felt new to her. Both bracelets were missing from her wrists she noticed, but that was not what this was about.
Checking herself closely, she could not see any difference. Her pretty face, her unblemished skin, her wavy hair... they all seemed normal. Her breasts hadn't changed either, and neither had her vagina. She turned around to check her rear in the mirror. Her ass did not seem to be any different either, though she realized just then that the sensation of "something different" which she was feeling originated from there.
While still facing away from the mirror, she bent down from the waist to get a good view of her ass. "This would have been easier if the portals were available," she thought to herself.
Her asshole was gaping slightly. It seemed unnatural. "They don't usually do that, do they?" she thought. "Well... at least mine certainly never did."
Confused, she tried touching the hole with her hands. Her ass was pliable and responded to her every movement, but no matter what she did, it remained slightly gaped. It was also a lot pinker than she recalled... an unnatural, bright, glossy pink.
The manual probing of her ass was causing her to become aroused. Unconsciously, she opened her mouth. As soon as she did, the inside of her ass became more clearly illuminated. "No way!" she thought. She tested the phenomenon again by opening and closing her mouth several times while aligning herself better. Sure enough, each time she opened her mouth, she could see her insides better. She realized that her internal organs had been modified and moved around. The back of her mouth and her ass were now connected through a single, straight, bright pink tube. There was no doubt in her mind that this was the effect of the dildo which she had played with.
She tried using her hands to probe herself further. She managed to get a fist into her ass with one slick movement. Normally this would have been considered to be quite an achievement, she realized, but since the start of her adventures in this strange place, her expectations of "normal" had been altered dramatically. Sadly for her though, she could not shove her fist up as deep as she wanted, since she could not a good enough angle.
She tried putting her other hand into her mouth, but her jaw did not open wide enough and her teeth got in the way. "If only I had something to test this with," she thought.
Catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror, with one hand in her mouth and the other in her ass, she wondered about her mental state again. Since when did she become so desperate for sexual stimulation? Once again though, she quickly pushed that thought aside as she withdrew her hands from her orifices. It seemed that her body had turned into something quite unique, and she was glad of that... proud even. She really wanted to test her new 'feature' out.
Mary decided to look around the room. She walked up to the mirror and brought her hands up to her face in an attempt to 'see through' the mirror... "Maybe it's one-way glass," she thought. It wasn't. Or at least if it was, she could not tell. She walked down the mirror until it ended again the wall of the room. The seam between the mirror and the wall was perfect. She could not even get her fingernails in.
She walked down the wall to the next corner. The wall was brilliantly white and impossibly featureless. She could not even tell the material which it was made out of.
As she turned to walk down the next wall, the one opposite the mirror, she noticed 'something' on the other side of the room. "Had I not noticed that, or did it just appear?" she thought. She walked across the room to the other wall. There, she found three, perfectly white, hip height pedestals, the type which would support a bust or a vase in a museum. Atop each of the pedestals was a transparent display case. The first case contained a pink bracelet. That display case was shut, and much like with the seam between the mirror and the wall, the edges came together tightly. She could not even tell where the thing opened, let alone how to open it. The second case contained a green bracelet. Like the first case, this container was also perfectly sealed. The third container contained a bright blue bracelet. This container was open. Of course, Mary reached in, picked up the new bracelet, and slapped it onto her left wrist. She was curious about the changes which it would bring to her body.
She opened her palm, as she had done with the other bracelets. A bright blue button hologram appeared on her palm. Eagerly anticipating a transformation, Mary pressed the button.