"Crap!" Pat yelled as she felt her breasts forming back, covering up his former bare chest. "Sorry guys... can we do that over?"

"Sure, yeah. In fact, let's take five for you to get that under control again." the photographer nodded.

Slithering away out of the hot studio lights, she would take a drink of ice water to cool down slightly. Her skin still felt strange as it rubbed against her human skin. Pulling her hood back and shifting it into a better position with one hand and touching his face with another. She slithered to a mirror to look at the to faces staring back at her. "What even AM I anymore...?" She muttered to noone in particular. She considered detailing her crisis again to Trevor, but he'd just brush it off in his usual way. friendly, reassuring, though also somewhat generic. "'you are what you want to be'" sort of thing. Her uncovered and covered hand went to her head as he concentrated some more. parts of the costume loosening. the breasts slowly deflating.

In this slightly saggy state, she slithered back under the lights. "ready~" she said, trying to put confidence back in his voice.

Artwork by  HypnosisWolf