The ghostly laugh was absent, instead its place was taken by the room shifting about. Valerie shot to her feet as the ground and walls rolled in low waves around her. She took a wide stance in an effort to stay standing, but quickly fell onto her backside. The impact felt cushioned somehow. She reached back in a subconsciously curious move and felt at her ass. The curve of her cheeks felt more pronounced and wider too. A brief spark of pride quickly faded as the room continued moving.

Valerie moved to her hands and knees in case she had to flee from whatever was happening. The roiling cavern seemed to calm, however the walls began to visibly throb as lumps formed in the hundreds. The human watched intently, a part of her thankful for the distraction from her distasteful appendage. The lumps began to take on a different shape, resembling long, waving arms but retaining the blunt heads. They almost look like dicks, Valerie noted.