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Don't Drink The Water | Miss Mizzle TFTG
Lately, the talk of the office building was of the ‘cursed water cooler’. A week or two ago, the department had been on a teambuilding trip to some abandoned church in a ghost town (it was all the company was willing to pay for) when someone discovered a random watercooler in one of the hallways.
You were there when it was discovered, you remembered being extremely concerned at how pristine the cooler was compared to literally everything else in the building. It had naught a speck of dust on it, its tank was full of crystal-clear water, and overall it was completely out-of-place.
That didn’t stop everyone from immediately deciding to bring it back to the office, though. The water cooler you all currently had was on the verge of breaking, and this would likely be the only chance to get a new one for a while.
Ever since then…the cooler had sat proudly to the side of the break room. As far as you knew…nobody had dared to get a drink from it, yet. You recalled a brief conversation with one of your co-workers where she mentioned going to get some water from it, only to be overcome with an odd sense of dread which made her back away.
And so there the cooler sat…completely untouched.
Until today, that is.
You were going to test it out. You were going to be the first brave soul to try a cup of water from this mysterious contraption!
So at exactly 11:39 AM, when your cup of coffee had run dry, you stood up from your desk proudly, marched over to the water cooler, poured a cup from it…and drank.
Before you could properly process the cup, though, another one of your coworkers (a middle-aged woman named Pam) walked over to the cooler and started talking to you against your will.
“Oh hey [Y/N]! Surprise seeing you here!” Pam said, as if she hadn’t strode over here, looking you directly in the eyes with the intent of starting conversation.
“Oh, hey Pam.” You said very tersely, hoping she would get the hint and leave you alone. Unfortunately for you, she did not.
“Soooo, how’s the cup of water?” She asked.
You took a moment to think before you spoke. You really just wanted to snarkily ask her what the fuck kind of conversation starter that was…but as you thought, you realized that this was the best cup of water you’d ever had in your life.
“Honestly, it’s pretty damn good.” You responding, throwing in an approving nod to hammer your point home.
“Wow, that’s so cool. Tried to get some water from there earlier, but I like…gave up.”
You scrunched up your face as you finished the cup off. You realized you never felt any of that dread that others reported when they came to the cooler…you wondered why that was.
“Anyway, so like my cats are soooo crazy. I woke up, and I fed them right…and guess what they started doing? Go on, guess!”
“I uh…don’t know.” You half-mindedly responded, more focused on how you suddenly felt really hydrated. It was like that one little cup of water contained a whole gallon’s worth of hydration…
“THEY ATE IT ALLLL UP! LIKE LITTLE PIGGIES! OHMYGOSH CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? Oh my fur-babies are so quirky! I can just put a bowl of food in front of them and they’ll just EAT! Like they won’t even ask anyone for permission oh tehehehe they’re such rebels-“
You barely listened as Pam droned on and on about her cats. The feeling of hydration took your attention more than anything…that cup was really potent. Really potent. You felt like you’d just been swimming, and drank the entire pool while you were there.
It wasn’t exactly a pleasant feeling, no…but it wouldn’t stop at that…your whole body was feeling extremely odd. You were beginning to sweat buckets despite it not being hot in your building, your stomach felt absolutely full of water…and you could feel your lungs starting to fill up as well, yet your breathing wasn’t impacted at all.
Quickly you decided that you were probably on the verge of throwing up, and pushed past Pam to run to the bathroom. She barely noticed, as she was too busy ranting about her cats still.
Fortunately, the bathroom wasn’t too far away. Unfortunately, it was already occupied. This was quite possibly the worst thing for you in this situation, as you were still sweating horrifically, and your clothes were getting uncomfortably damp. Desperate to get out of the eyes of other people, you did the only other thing you could: run into the broom closet across the hallway.
You could barely focus with how bizarre you felt. Your clothes were damp, and every inch of you was soaking wet. One of the most notable things you noticed right now was that the liquid seeping from your pores didn’t feel like sweat at all. It felt more like regular water.
‘Wh-What the fuck-?” You mumbled.
Quickly afterwards, the pouring water amped in intensity. It was like a waterfall pouring from your skin. At this point you couldn’t even feel your innards anymore. You weren’t breathing, but you weren’t passing out. You couldn’t feel your heartbeat, but you weren’t dead. It was like all of your organs had just liquidated.
You could barely muster up the words to protest as your transformation continued. Your skin slowly started to turn a crystal-clear blue, and became translucent soon after. You were absolutely stunned into silence. You moved your fingers along your arm, eyes widening as you created ripples in your ‘skin’. This shift also confirmed one thing: Your innards were completely gone. Your muscle and bone had melted into water, yet you could still move all the same. It was like magic!
Quickly afterwards, your hair lost its grip on your head and fell to the floor in a pile. To compensate, however, your head started to reform. More water began to condense in the back of your head, cascading down to your mid-back where it gained foamy, white tips like a rushing river. You had seemingly gained a brand-new, water-based set of hair!
You took a moment to run your hand through your new, aquatic locks. While the ‘hair’ certainly moved and parted like an actual head of it…but it felt no different to the rest of the water that comprised your body now. One could almost mistake the hair for merely a large appendage on the back of your head.
In the next moment, your feet and lower legs began to tingle the same way they would if they were preparing to fall asleep. You grunted a bit and tried pacing back and forth across the broom closet to wake them up. Sadly for you, each second that passed made the feeling of numbness more and more prominent. Soon enough, you couldn’t even feel your legs and feet anymore. Hell, you couldn’t even MOVE them.
“What on Earth…?” You mused, neglecting to notice your sudden change in verboseness. You looked behind you and noticed that your shoes and socks were laying dejectedly at the other end of the broom closet. You cocked your head to the side in bafflement, wondering how the hell you could’ve stepped out of them without realizing it.
And the you looked down…and realized how.
Your pants hung limply from your hips, the legs completely empty, hanging towards the floor like curtains. And that was when you realized why you’d stepped out of your shoes.
Your legs and feet were completely gone, dissolved into nothing.
And you were floating.
You let out an oddly feminine yelp of shock and flew back, accidently crashing into the door.
“D-Dear me! My clothing has fallen off like the first leaf of au-“ You stopped yourself.
“Why the hell am I talking like this?!” Is what you wanted to say. “By the stars, for what reason could my speech have suddenly become so loquacious?!” Is what came out of your mouth. And it wasn’t in your voice, either. Your adam’s apple had shrunk away, and your larynx had contracted significantly, giving you a soft, feminine voice.
The rest of your body would soon follow the feminine trend set by your throat. Your arms, once the size of pipes, contracted and shrunk down, becoming petite and slender. Your hands, however, would take quite the detour.
Starting from the wrists, your hands started to widen and lengthen. Your fingers became less and less pronounced, turning the same foamy white as your hairtips. And as your hands finished changing, they no longer resembled hands. They looked moreso like elegant wings made of water.
Your chest rapidly narrowed, and so did your waistline, allowing your clothes to slip right off. Any masculinity in your frame rapidly drained away like a lake evaporating in the sun…fading away in favor of a more beautiful, womanly frame. Once all manliness was gone from your frame, what were once your pectorals started to push outward, swelling into a modest pair of breasts.
Right afterwards, your hips started to fuse into each other, widening in opposition to the rest of your body, then descending downwards, growing into a marvelous, dress-like shape.
The last thing to change would be your face. Your features rapidly softened. Your jawline lost any sharpness it had, and your eyes grew in size, black eyelashes growing out of your eyelids to top them off.
Your face wasn’t done yet, though. It soon started to grow and stretch as more water pooled in it. You shut your eyes in strain as your face pushed out and out, growing into a seal-ish snout.
It was done. You had unwittingly traded in your dull human form for one that was much more elegant and bubbly.
“Dear Angel above…I know not how I shall explain this frightening ordeal to my co-workers…Agh! Why must my mouth disobey my brain in such a way?! I wish to speak like that of a mere peasant, not this refined, noble speech that leaves my tongue!” You threw your hands up after you finished speaking, giving up on trying to resist your new manner of speech.
You sighed. “I shall delay no longer…like removing the bandages after a heated battle of war…I shall bring this most distressing news to my superior…”
You went to open the broom closet, briefly wondering how the hell you were going to open it with your new hands. Fortunately for you, it seemed like you didn’t have to, as your hand phased right through the door to the other side. Realizing you could phase through walls, you did just that.
Immediately, you met with an army of solo cups with legs and fezzes standing in a pyramid in front of you. Upon laying ‘eyes’ on you, they all let out joyous cheers.
“Hooray! Our lady has come to us at last!” One of them cheered.
“C-Cease! Cease this abrasive riff-raff at once!” You cried. All of the cups instantly did as instructed.
“I demand an explanation as to what has transpired, as well as the origins of you all!” You demanded.
One of the cups jumped to the top of the pyramid and began speaking. “That water cooler was enchanted with an ancient magic! The one worthy enough to drink out of it would turn into our lady, Miss Mizzle!”
“Yes Yes!” One of the cups chimed in. “And now that you’ve finally come to us, we pledge to defend you with our very lives!”
“Until one of us is finally worthy of your glorious hand!” Another cup added. All of them cheer uproariously soon after.
“B-But what of the others? My fellows in work? What of them?” You asked.
“Oh, we chased them all out of the building!” A cup responded.
“…V-Very well then. I shall…retire to my quarters. I permit you to engage in whatever activities you all engage in.” You said, immediately flying back into the broom closet before the cups could cheer or say anything else to you.
You sighed and buried your face in your hands. At this point, you would take Pam ranting about her cats over this.
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