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echoes that shall no longer be felt

as light seeps in through the kitchenwindow and flickers across your face. your heart. you have work today and you were meant to be there by nine and looking at your watch...

the events of yesterday come rushing back to you.

you look down and check your gut. it turns out to have solidified into muscle overnight, how strange? as you wearilly start to get up you ralise you were also taller than before your tail longer and your general size increased. "cool" you think "a body without consequences for eating too much"

inspecting the room you see your boxers ripped and shredded. you grab a few towels to make something that you can wear some shred of dignity

sadly though you look over and see your fridge ravaged, your bite marks punching through to the cooling system. well at least there isnt any food in there for you to spoil

why dont you go out and buy some more food and get even larger and cooler, larger clothes might be nice too. maybe the fridge should be replaced, do you hear the doorbell ringing? maybe a work phonecall


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