Disaster slowly, painfully contorts their body into a more.. comfortable state. "WHY!?" Her specimen yells out as their muzzle shortens, fur starting to grow from their body, claws and teeth lengthening, blood oozing from everywhere. Disaster interrupts their screams with a demented laugh. "I told you I would help you, and this is how you do it!"

As the transformation comes to the end, Disaster stretches her limbs; baring her sharp teeth in a grin. The last of the blood drips from her jaw and ears. "I will do what you weren't willing." She snarls, grin growing larger as she walks further into the night.