Isaac was now cursed, though he was completely unaware of this. The curse was a rather tricky one, and perhaps one worthy of some explanation. When angry, Isaac would become fatter and more feminine- a sort of Hulk, if you will, but without the powers. (Unless you consider over-eating a power) However, it was more of a sliding scale of change rather than the black and white of the Hulk. Being slightly annoyed might only add a couple of pounds to his frame, or maybe make him a little shorter and more girlish, while being truly angry would cause some BIG changes on his frame.
But again, Isaac was completely unaware of this as he made his way to his car. He had to run a few errands in the morning today, but afterwards he was free to do whatever he pleased. That promise of free time was the only thing that kept him going. For now, he was content, if not overly ecstatic- but he would have to get angry sooner of later. The truth of his condition completely unknown to him, Isaac backed out of his driveway and started his day.
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