You poke your little slug head up in the air and look around the whole library with a terrifying ability to see in a 360 degree view which, for you was a little disorienting among other things as your tiny tendrils whisk about in the air, somehow taking the fact that you had become this strange alien like slug with a stride possibly under influence of the weird machine itself or from the new anatomy of your mind in this body.* "Fuuuuck this is sorta cool!" You shout out which amounts to nothing more than just a hiss that catches Ms. Daisies attention for a second before turning her face towards the books, unaware of the dangerous powers granted to that of a 16 year old whose mind is possibly more sexually pent up than someone in chastity.*
Looking around once again, you let out a soft hiss and ponder on what to do, "Hmm, the machine said I can posses people, but the library...in school? I maybe dumb enough to blow on ice cream to cool it down but I know when I might get in a screw situation, I'm going home!" You declare to no one but yourself as you look down at the floor from the librarian desk and simply flop and smack against the floor almost flattening out completely till your sluggish body inflates with air.* "Grk, okay that didn't hurt but the impact left you feeling a little shaken up before the tendrils lift your sluggish body up and slide across the libraries tiled floor at an incredible pace, slipping right into the main hall of the school in seconds then shooting down the very same hall.* "How do I control the speed of this thi-" The scream was cut short as your body splats against the schools entrance door and simply ooze under it's seems till you pop out into the open in slug form.
"This thing!....oh shoot I'm out! yehahahaaa!" *You shout and move on forward along the sidewalk as the sun beats down against your slimy surface while speeding along the sidewalk with little to no resistance till you make a few turns here and there along the neighborhoods surrounding the school till the familar sight of your own comes into the view going by the debilitated house around the corner and Robs own home with it's porch still fucked up due to a drink little accident involving his older sister and the car, swerving around and speeding a few houses down you spot your old one story home with it's lawn freshly cut and smelling of mildew and it's cool touch beneath the surface of your belly as you zip along the blades till you smack against the door and squeeze on through right into the entrance hallway with it's coat rack and family photos littering the wall.
"Ahh, Home sweet home, all at the expense of smashing my face into a few doors and being marked tardy....for four more periods, well shit." You mumble and look around for any sign of someone being home other than the faint sounds of 80's dance music and light breathes coming from the living room possible your mother trying to work off the lovely thick body she's accumulated over the years and the other faint sound of chatter coming from down the hall in Jessies room...possibly another friend or two she's brought over. "Hmm, now that I'm home...maybe I could try a few things out?"
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