You're finally doing it. Getting married to the girl of your dreams. Sure, Cathleen is a bit uptight, but she's yours, and you're hers. The procession's going perfectly- when suddenly, during the vows, she transforms into a giant, bulky, cow woman. Now she stands at a statuesque 7'4, and sports a large set of udders coming from her belly in addition to her already large chest. She looks a lot slower like this, though. She's munching on the boquet, for one. She says, with her mouth full-

"Oh, mrrf- wath I thuppothed to thwow thith?"

She swallows.

"Sorry, heh heh... Guess nobody else's gonna marry next... heh heh... Moooo..."