Perhaps surprisingly, there weren't any grotesque crunching sounds or squelches or other weird noises generally associated with bodily transformation.

There was, however, some rustling and scraping.

She'd... she'd pretty much ruined the shirt she was wearing. 8[;; Oops. Good thing she'd pulled off that hoodie long before monstering out. And her jeans were already shredded to hell and back anyway. She yanked them both on, thanking whatever was listening for the fact that baggy clothes made going commando less uncomfortable.

"Okay..." she said at last, voice back to normal. "Nudity averted, it's safe to open your eyes."