You notice that you slipped onto honey. Or royal jelly. Unless it's honeyed royal jelly? Given you couldn't tell, you try to reach the yellow jelly, to no avail. Your body was growing up to keep your proportions up with your feet.
Even then you were still growing, albeit more slowly, you disregard the jelly and try to stand up, to no avail. You notice that your legs were awfully cold, and black, and thin, and... Insectoid..? Your legs had became chitinous, with single-toed feet, standing onto a digitigrade stance.. Then, the changes strikes your arms, thining ever-so-slightly, while keeping your newly-covered-in-chitin hands human in shape. Next, your chest start to change, causing your skin to turn into a soft black chitin, while your breasts grow away to H-cup, and while all the imperfections you body was bolstering, aside from your bellybutton, get erased.
A thug makes you look at your back, as a large abdomen sprouts, ending up longer and wider than your body, throbing healthily. Marvelling at your new appendice, you notice that you were nude, given your clothing got torn, scattered on the ground. You were about to cover your nude frame, when you have the honey stuff in sight, again.
You feel compelled to take a sip, that you do. Feeling revitalized, you stand up, so you'd unstiff a bit your new body, when your head hit the roof. Forced to kneel down, you see that you've roughly grew to 40 ft, or so you think. But before you could make your way out, an excrutiating pain goes through your head, as it painfully reshape itself into a more triangular and smooth shape. Your hair and ears disappear, remplaced by a pair of antennas. Followed by your nose retracting in your head, leaving only two holes.
Somehow, you had the feeling that the transformation had come to an end. Yet, the pain still go, making you wince. You try to hold yourself onto a wall, but does so a bit too brutally, given you hear the wall cracking up.. You notice a pathway behind the crumbling wall, before you pass out.
When you wake up, you..   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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