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Chapter 4 by Karth8

Where do they find Blake?

Nutrition Supplements aisle

(Author's Note: Just realized I've been using the wrong spelling of "aisle" for the last two chapters. Durrrr.)


Sandy followed behind me, playing with her new tongue and swinging it around like a toy. "Can you still taste with that thing?" Sandy laughed and slurped it back in, "Why wouldn't I?" We kept walking up and down the aisles looking for Blake. I suddenly felt something stir in my ear. "Ah!" I shouted in panic, swatting away the strange wet object. As I looked back, I realized it was Sandy's tongue. She was having way too much fun with this. Quickly, her face turned to disgust, "Ewwwwwww! Your earwax is gross!" I looked at her and chuckled, "All earwax is gross." Finally, from a few aisles down we heard Blake, "Hey, guys! Come over to this aisle and check it out!"

We walked past the shelves and displays towards Blake's voice. Around the corner, we saw him, and a whole bunch of huge containers. Protein powders, packets of "vitamins", and a whole bunch of other stuff that would make the athlete in us all swoon. Blake excitedly looked at us while grabbing one of the plastic jars, "Free protein powder guys! And testosterone boosters! I haven't had enough to save up. This stuff could really help me bulk up!" Blake had always been on the smaller side: thin body, a little shorter than average, things that would always bother him at night.

I stopped him, "Blake, you should know something before you try any of this shit out." He eyed me, "Which is?" As-if on cue, Sandy walked in front of me and said, "Don't blink." She unraveled the massive tongue out of her mouth, finally stopping chest-level on her outer-shirt. Blake's eyes shot wide open, "Holy shit! It worked?!" as he started to walk backwards. He must have knocked something over, because he slipped while walking backwards, causing him to fall backwards. "Woah!" he said as his back hit the ground. Still squeezing the plastic jar, he managed to shoot the lid off, causing a fistfull of powder to hit him square in the face.

Sandy and I helped him back up, still coughing and gagging from the powder.

"Aw jesus," he managed to say, "I must've swallowed some of that stuff!"

What powder did Blake eat?

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