The first thing Karyn noticed was a dripping sound coming from behind the toilet, but she didn't really care. It was what was in the mirror that was so amazing to her.
Karyn took a second to absorb what she was seeing in the mirror. The bathroom doorway had definently changed her and she knew exactly what had been changed now. Her reflection showed a very fat Karyn. He body had morphed now to fill out the once baggy suspenders and jeans that she was wearing. They were a perfect fit.
"Oh my God" she exclaimed, stifling a giggle, "I'm fat!". She put her hand to her belly and pushed, feeling her body jiggle back under the pressure. Karyn wondered if this is what it felt like to be pregnant.
Under further probing, Karyn found that there wasn't that much actual fat on her new rounder body, she pushed and found firm muscle undernearth a layer of flab. Flexing her arm she could tell that there was a lot of strength behind her larger arm now, much more then one could expect from a person her size. She found that her legs and abs also had a similar unusual layer of muscle beneath the fat. As far as she could tell, she wasn't going to be doing any marathons but she could definently take care of herself physically.
The strangest thing was, she was feeling an unusual burst of confidence and power. Something that she wasn't used to feeling, or at least, she believed she wasn't used to feeling. As far as she had always known, she was naturally a very short and meek looking person. Everyone always looked down on her physically, obviously she was much more intelligent then people gave her credit for but the feeling of being towered over gave her a feeling of weakness. Something that was gone now.
"Not really worth bragging about I suppose", Karyn shrugged it off, "But still... Kinda cool when you think about it", she said aloud.
Karyn turned her attention back to why she wanted to come to the mirror in the firstplace, her Bill. Karyn tried to smile, but she found that she couldn't really accomplish this in her current state, her bill had pretty much overridden any muscles she had in her face and jaw, making it practically impossible to pull off any sort of facial reaction involving her mouth. The best she could manage was getting her dimples to perk as she pulled her face tight in the attempt.
It was so strange, almost surreal the way that it was attached to her face. It was almost like one of those cheezy halloween masks you'd buy in a shop, except without the strings. It just looked so strange, Karyn grabbed her bill with both hands and pushed on it. The bill moved slightly but no more then if someone were to try and push their jaw. The bill was firmly attached, no fake.
Karyn opened her bill and tried to examine it as best as possible considering that she had a large yellow object partially obstructing her view of the mirror.
She felt around with her hands and could feel the firmness of the bill - both inside and outside. It was very strong, she assumed that she could break up softer or brittle pieces of food with her bill and not have much worries, but there wasn't a chance she could eat anything tougher or stronger. Karyn couldn't feel any teeth inside her mouth so she assumed she had none.
She could also tell her tongue was different, although that was to be expected, she couldn't really make out exactly what her tongue looked like but from feeling it with her hands, she could figure out that it's thing and vaguely triangular coming to a point at the tip of her mouth. She did try to stick her tongue out, almost as a half-assed attempt to pull a "donald duck" face, but it didn't work out that way, She couldn't even get her hands in deep enough to touch her tongue properly so she could only guess what kind of mobility it had.
She leaned towards the mirror, trying to get a better look at the top of her bill that would not make her crosseyed when she slipped and hit her larger belly against the countertop. Karyn knew what would come, there was another tingle throughout her body. The mirror suddenly showed the new Karyn now sporting a blue baseball cap with her hair tied in a ponytail threaded through her hat. A non-descript toolbox appeared on the countertop before her.
The dripping noise became more prominant to Karyn's ears now, she noticed it when she first came in, but suddenly it was far more noticible. It was intolerable, she had to do something about it. Karyn couldn't figure out why it was so important, but little known to her, when she took the moment to feel her new hairdo, she brushed the handbasin resulting in another transformation - of the mind.
In a stereotypical fashion, Karyn the duck-billed plumber lept to the rescue of the Gibson's upstairs bathroom, grabbed her toolkit and started looking around for the dripping sound.
