231. Ogre, Ogre
Amy decides to be silly and throws on the helmet. It's far too big for her and covers her eyes. She giggles as she reaches up to push it back. Then she gets serious as she notices the skin of her hand has taken on a greenish tinge. She gasps as her skin continues to deepen in tone to a disgusting pea green. Boils begin breaking out all over, and her hair begins falling out in big chunks while the hair that remains turns stringy and black. Amy feels herself start growing. Soon the helmet fits her comfortably, but her clothes no longer do. She bursts out of her shirt, her bra, her pants, her shoes. All that remains is her heart-print panties, which tear at the bottom and become a too-small loincloth.
Amy grabs the recently-acquired hand mirror and, after a moment's fearful hesitation, takes a look. Her suspicions are confirmed: the strange helmet has turned her into an ogre.
Amy is filled with despair, which soon melts into rage, which in turn is replaced by an unthinking lust for blood. As her new ogre nature takes over, Amy bellows at the top of her lungs, then smashes through the wall and tromps her way out into the woods, leveling trees as she goes and searching for a cave to make her home and some unfortunate hiker to make her dinner.
Amy is in no condition to continue this adventure.