Karyn looked in the mirror and gasped. Touching the bathroom door had definitely changed her. She now fit in the suspender's perfectly. "Oh my god! I'm fat!" She put her hands on her belly and there was a slight jiggle to her.
The good thing though was that it wasn't all fat like she feared. Upon further inspection, she could tell that even though her arms, legs, belly, and even butt were all larger, they were larger with not only fat, but a fairly good proportion of muscle too. She was definitely no athlete, but she could tell that if she needed to, she would be able to take care of herself.
She was flushed with a feel of confidence and power. This wasn't something she was used to feeling. She had been short all her life (or at least thought she had been) and had always felt like people were looking down on her, both physically and mentally. She flexed her arms slightly.
"Eh, nothing to brag about" She shrugged "But it's still kinda nice in a way..." Karyn tried to smile, but then realized she could barely do this. Only the cheek muscles farthest away from her mouth would grin, (and that's not really a grin)
So, she turned her attention to why she came in the bathroom in the first place: Her bill. It looked so out of place sitting there on her face. Almost like a mask that was just sitting there. She tried pushing on it with her hands. It moved slightly, but no more than a person's jaw would move it they were to push on it.
She opened her mouth. It looked so foreign. First off, she had no teeth. She felt the inside of it. It was hard to the touch and she assumed that the bill could be strong enough to break up soft food into smaller pieces, but wouldn't be much good other than that. She also noticed that her tongue was different. It was thinner and triangular, coming to a point at the tip. She tried to pinch it (just to see what it would feel like), but couldn't open her bill wide enough to get two fingers inside.
She was leaning in toward the mirror to get a better look at her nostrils that were on top of the bill, when her belly brushed against the countertop.
A shiver ran through her and she found she was now wearing a cap and her hair was in a ponytail going through the back of it. A toolbox had appeared in one of her hands.
She also heard a dripping noise. She assumed it was always there, but she hadn't been paying attention and was able to ignore it completely. Now, she couldn't stand it. Something had to be done. It had to be fixed, and Karyn was just the gal to do it. After all who better to fix a bathroom leak than a professional (not to mention a stereotypical) plumber?
Karyn thus got on her hands and knees (showing just a little butt crack) to find the leak.
