Dr. Lambrick presses the needle into my neck and squeezes the liquid into my bloodstream. "It'll take a couple of minutes for any physical transformations, but they'll come eventually." She told me.
"Okay." I said, not feeling anything yet. For five minutes I remained laying down, facing the sand, naked, paralyzed, and anxious. Waiting for something this monumental reminds me of waiting for the top of the lift hill on roller coasters. Then, I started to feel a tingling sensation throughout my body. I felt my skin starting to roughen at my fingertips, I felt hair starting to grow on my head and along my back. I felt my belly becoming smoother. I could feel the pain of a growth spurt as I felt my bones getting longer, I could feel my rolls getting stretched out and the fat moving around. Feeling pounds of weight shift off of my stomach and move to my back, my neck, my legs, admittedly, felt amazing. I could feel my fat distributing amongst my body as I felt my calves getting hotter and my feet started getting colder. My arms began getting thinner and the fat was moving around into my shoulders and torso. It felt like a caterpillar inching its way inside my body up into my shoulders, i was getting leaner, but my weight was staying constant. Then, almost like magic, I felt myself getting heavier, I was pressing more and more into the sand as my face was getting closer. My fat was becoming blubber, and getting denser.
I could hear Dr. Lambrick whispering as she was reading the scale, "1,100... 1,200... 1,300... 1,325," is where she stopped, when she stopped reading my face stopped pressing into the sand. "And that's it for today! Today was Stage 2: Fat Redistribution, and it was a success! Vivien, you did such a good job! Are you in pain?" She asked me.
"No pain," I mumbled, "although my head is a little too close to the sand for comfort."
"It'll be that way until Stage 3: Organ and Bone Adaptation, where all of your organs will shift around and adapt to your species," she said, "so sit tight, and try to get some sleep for now. You must be exhausted." So I shut my eyes and try to fall asleep. I can move my arms and legs again, and I feel my sides and back, my sides are rough, and my back is furry. My fingertips have a similar texture to them, too. I fall asleep digging my hands into the sand.
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I'm relaxing on the beach when I feel an urgent pain in my stomach, liquid starts draining from my vagina as I conclude what's happening. I feel a contraction hit and I struggle, I push as hard as I can but nothing comes out. I feel another contraction as the pain becomes worse. I push harder and harder but nothing comes out. Another contraction pulses throughout my muscles as I convulse, and I give it all I possibly have, I push as hard as physically possible, and my pup is born. I look down at her, and feel a motherly bond with her.
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FantasyChristian's life is pretty meaningless, he's a freeloader who spent his youth getting into trouble. Troubled by depression and anxiety, he finds his way in the hands of MAY Labs, he volunteers to become an arctic sea mammal.
