Envy. You and OP, you're what a fudge phantom wants to see when it looks in the mirror. A slender, elegant, human body like it was meant to be. The state of the art result of the evolutionary process. A real woman. Instead they see a grotesque gravy goblin staring back at them. They become disillusioned. They realize that because of their unlucky guhnetiks and cundishuns, they can never have that graceful body us humans take for granted. At that moment it clicks. "If I can't have it, nobody can!" And thus, the snide and snooty remarks follow. "That's right!" moo's the semi-sentient unholy union of flesh and butter, "They aren't REAL WOMYN, I am!"