It changes....

Your bones ached and burned like someone was taking a blow torch to them. You felt your muscles dissolve into goo as pink hue floods around your body.

You still wanted to get up and chase after Morgan, but you couldn't move. The world seems to spin as you try to breathe and your breathing rapidly increases.

Your chest feels heavier as you writhe in pain. Your nipples burn and you feel the flesh stretch and churn and bubble. As if someone had light a candle and it burned wax pouring within you, just underneath the surface of your nipple.

You feel your legs tighten along with your arms and your belly. It's as if someone was melting you and tightening your muscles and sinew. Your bones feel like they are compacting and your hips crack and creak as you feel as if a bowling ball had widened them.

You continue to breathe grasping around your body, parts feeling foreign and the burning won't stop. You try to open your mouth to scream, to call out, to ask someone, anyone for help. What was happening to you.

You feel as if someone was pulling you inwards where your penis and balls used to be. As if they were molding you out of hot clay. At the same time, your scalp itches and you feel something tickle your neck that is dripping with sweat.

After moments of pain and confusion, you finally feel like you can breathe. Your lungs fill with cold air as your body drips with sweat. The bedsheets around you are soaked from the ordeal and you feel bits of hair clump to your head. And long strands to your chest?

You sit up, feeling a new weight on your chest, that feels unfamiliar. You wipe the sweat from your brow, your hands feeling lighter. You take a deep breath and what you see in the mirror across from you takes your breath away.