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You curl up, howling, as a pain suddenly hits your chest. The extraordinary pectorals you were admiring when you first came in start growing hot, and then flow like butter underneath your skin. Your fur starts quivering and falling out, and you scream as a vise seems to smash your muzzle into your skull. Turning, you begin to vomit as your flesh squeezes in on your stomach. Helpless, you watch your canine teeth spray across the floor as new ones shove in behind, and twitch as the bones of your skeleton wiggle and reshape under your skin. You feel hair regrowing on your skull and all over your body.
Eventually, it stops. Grabbing your now-overlarge pants to protect your modesty, you get up, and give yourself a once-over.
"...oh, come on," you say, involuntarily.
You look exactly like you did this morning.
A crash reminds you that the Freds are still here. Turning, you see them lying on the floor, surrounded by orangish fluid and broken glass. The one on top looks unconscious, with a big lump growing from its skull. The one below is holding on to the stem of a potion and groaning. It pushes the other one off, staggers to its feet, and looks at you.
"Hey, how'd you turn back?" it asks.
Written by Robin Z
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