Two dandrobians awaited her in the cubicle. One rubbed his hands together. “This is my favourite part,” he said. Sitting down, he picked up a wire that was lying across a table, and after he had clipped one end of the wire behind his ear, an image flickered to life on the screen.
Carrie winced. The image was like a mirror, reflecting her exact appearance. Her rounded belly bulged out of the front of her too-tight jumpsuit; lumps of fat curved at the tops of her thighs; her hair was a windblown mess; and on her ordinary, average face she had a few pimples.
The dandrobian with the wire said, “Never fear, my darling. There’s sooo much we can change. So much!” He turned to look at the screen. Carrie’s image grew taller, as tall as a tall human, though not as tall as a dandrobian. The fat on
