"Oh my, I look fantastic!" Bady Daga exclaims. As he examines Clarissa's work in the mirror, the near-woman's age is beginning to increase once again, and Bady Daga is now just shy of twenty four years of age.
Smiling in appreciation at his reflection, Bady Gaga rises from his chair and thanks Clarissa profusely. His outfit was now on the cusp of completing its transformation, and the swelling flesh beneath his womanly nipples is now taking the form of A-cup breasts, with yet more growth still to manifest itself.
Bady Daga's enthusiastic and proud admiration of his reflection is suddenly interrupted by Stephanie's abrupt entrance into the room.
"You look genuinely beautiful." she says whilst smiling warmly. Glancing at the clipboard clutched in her hand, Stephanie continued addressing Bady Daga. "We need to hurry, though. The concert shall begin very soon, and we need to finish preparations ASAP. Come on."
