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21. I got a call from Jericho today. I was about to tell them to text me when I noticed I only had three fingers now… three fingers and a thumb, at least. When I moved them, they creaked as usual… but I couldn’t feel my pinky anymore… it was gone. I tried to scream in panic, but my mouth stayed shut. I told Jericho to come pick me up without reading the text, but he mentioned something about a puppet show… why? Jericho wasn’t one for puppet shows. Why was he telling me it would be good practice?
22. It had just occurred to me that I never took off my clothes the past few days. It almost felt like I wasn’t wearing anything, but when I looked down at myself, I could see the green shirt and black jacket. I tried to take them off… but the ends of my sleeves seemed to be stuck to my wrists. Try as I might, tugging did nothing. It didn’t hurt… I just couldn’t take my clothes off. I tried peaking under my shirt, but my entire belly came with it. When I poked it, it felt soft… but not the usual soft. More like a felt soft. Guess I had eaten too much food? Wait, did I?
23. I measured myself again. 4’2”. Surprised I even managed to measure myself, my bed was impossible to get out of. I never realized how hard it could be. My feet dangled off the edge. I couldn’t call anyone for help, as I hadn’t been able to talk the past few days. I could still open my mouth with my hands, but no sound would come out. It felt like… wood. I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t even shed a tear anymore. I tried texting Tyler with the two fingers I had. They were stubs at this point, but there wasn’t much else I could do. I asked them to come over and help me, to take me to the doctor. I didn’t want to ask Caleb again.
I didn’t get a response.
24. My phone rang. I shot up and my jaw dropped, making a clatter as it did. Trying to shuffle my way out of bed, I found my legs no longer could move… but I could still move my arms, if not very stiffly. I reached for the phone to see Tyler finally replied. Their text only said “OMW”. Though it was late, I felt relief flood over me. Someone would finally come. Someone would finally help me! I was saved!
My limbs had become too weak. My muscles had atrophied at an alarming rate, so all I could do was wait for him to come. I waited into the night… the silence greeted me. I could hear the wind rustling outside… and my lights had been off for hours.
25. I woke up to a knock at my door. Instinctively, I tried to get out of bed, but my head and torso were stuck on top of my pillow. I tried to move my neck but found it gave way the moment I tried to engage the muscles. I was now completely paralyzed. Another knock at the door came… but then I heard a car leave. That must have been Tyler. I forgot to unlock my door… not like I could… but he was gone. My one last hope was gone.
26. I tried to close my eyes, but they wouldn’t shut. I spent my time watching my phone’s battery slowly die until the phone completely shut off. There had been no new messages at all. Did Tyler even worry if I was alright?
I stared off into the distance of the night, watching the clock in my hallway tick away the time. It was maddening. My mind flooded with so many things, yet I couldn’t react to any of them. All I could do now was sit and wait for something to happen…
It just occurred to me I hadn’t eaten or drank anything in eight days. Why would I even drink or eat anything though? It was unusual for me to even think I could eat or drink.
27. I hallucinated hearing footsteps in the hallway. I could see a faint shadow climb the stairs and turn the corner of the banister. It walked toward me but vanished at the door. I felt the bed shake a little, and as it did, my body creaked and clacked with it. My head fell from the top of the pillow, causing my body to crumple up. I could see the backs of my legs, twisted and pressed into my torso… where my head also seemed to land. It wasn’t a fat belly of a werewolf anymore. It was solid wood with a painted on shirt… I wanted to say I knew what had happened to me, but I could only think of that man a month ago… the one who pricked me. My sense of fear had been muddled by the lack of any stimulation the past few days. My mind was going numb.
28. Thoughts are hard. Thinking is difficult. I saw the man again. In my hallway. He walked to me and stood in the door. I saw him out of the corner of my eye. He was smiling. He smiled and smiled. Then he left. I’m alone again.
29. Hands. Reaching out. They touch. I think? Days since I did things. Tried doing things. Nothing moved. Hadn’t moved for days. Only saw my legs stay motionless… shrinking. Shrinking. I am smaller… I think. Hand gone. Myself alone. How long? I can’t see.
30. I feel goooooooooooooooood……………. (stressed, fearful, scared, unknowing, confused, melancholy, enraged, angered, agitated, frustrated, bewildered, shocked, disgruntled...)
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Art/Story/Concepts/Sarge (C)
Juntarhenogu Me
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Part 1: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49623194/
Part 2: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49623251/
Part 3: [You are here!]
Part 4: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49623347/
22. It had just occurred to me that I never took off my clothes the past few days. It almost felt like I wasn’t wearing anything, but when I looked down at myself, I could see the green shirt and black jacket. I tried to take them off… but the ends of my sleeves seemed to be stuck to my wrists. Try as I might, tugging did nothing. It didn’t hurt… I just couldn’t take my clothes off. I tried peaking under my shirt, but my entire belly came with it. When I poked it, it felt soft… but not the usual soft. More like a felt soft. Guess I had eaten too much food? Wait, did I?
23. I measured myself again. 4’2”. Surprised I even managed to measure myself, my bed was impossible to get out of. I never realized how hard it could be. My feet dangled off the edge. I couldn’t call anyone for help, as I hadn’t been able to talk the past few days. I could still open my mouth with my hands, but no sound would come out. It felt like… wood. I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t even shed a tear anymore. I tried texting Tyler with the two fingers I had. They were stubs at this point, but there wasn’t much else I could do. I asked them to come over and help me, to take me to the doctor. I didn’t want to ask Caleb again.
I didn’t get a response.
24. My phone rang. I shot up and my jaw dropped, making a clatter as it did. Trying to shuffle my way out of bed, I found my legs no longer could move… but I could still move my arms, if not very stiffly. I reached for the phone to see Tyler finally replied. Their text only said “OMW”. Though it was late, I felt relief flood over me. Someone would finally come. Someone would finally help me! I was saved!
My limbs had become too weak. My muscles had atrophied at an alarming rate, so all I could do was wait for him to come. I waited into the night… the silence greeted me. I could hear the wind rustling outside… and my lights had been off for hours.
25. I woke up to a knock at my door. Instinctively, I tried to get out of bed, but my head and torso were stuck on top of my pillow. I tried to move my neck but found it gave way the moment I tried to engage the muscles. I was now completely paralyzed. Another knock at the door came… but then I heard a car leave. That must have been Tyler. I forgot to unlock my door… not like I could… but he was gone. My one last hope was gone.
26. I tried to close my eyes, but they wouldn’t shut. I spent my time watching my phone’s battery slowly die until the phone completely shut off. There had been no new messages at all. Did Tyler even worry if I was alright?
I stared off into the distance of the night, watching the clock in my hallway tick away the time. It was maddening. My mind flooded with so many things, yet I couldn’t react to any of them. All I could do now was sit and wait for something to happen…
It just occurred to me I hadn’t eaten or drank anything in eight days. Why would I even drink or eat anything though? It was unusual for me to even think I could eat or drink.
27. I hallucinated hearing footsteps in the hallway. I could see a faint shadow climb the stairs and turn the corner of the banister. It walked toward me but vanished at the door. I felt the bed shake a little, and as it did, my body creaked and clacked with it. My head fell from the top of the pillow, causing my body to crumple up. I could see the backs of my legs, twisted and pressed into my torso… where my head also seemed to land. It wasn’t a fat belly of a werewolf anymore. It was solid wood with a painted on shirt… I wanted to say I knew what had happened to me, but I could only think of that man a month ago… the one who pricked me. My sense of fear had been muddled by the lack of any stimulation the past few days. My mind was going numb.
28. Thoughts are hard. Thinking is difficult. I saw the man again. In my hallway. He walked to me and stood in the door. I saw him out of the corner of my eye. He was smiling. He smiled and smiled. Then he left. I’m alone again.
29. Hands. Reaching out. They touch. I think? Days since I did things. Tried doing things. Nothing moved. Hadn’t moved for days. Only saw my legs stay motionless… shrinking. Shrinking. I am smaller… I think. Hand gone. Myself alone. How long? I can’t see.
30. I feel goooooooooooooooood……………. (stressed, fearful, scared, unknowing, confused, melancholy, enraged, angered, agitated, frustrated, bewildered, shocked, disgruntled...)
~~~~~
Art/Story/Concepts/Sarge (C)
Juntarhenogu Me~~~~~
Part 1: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49623194/
Part 2: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49623251/
Part 3: [You are here!]
Part 4: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49623347/
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
Species Wolf
Size 9273 x 4800px
File Size 6.58 MB
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