Scary looking, and knew it, but maybe not much else. “Jeezus, Jeezus, three ayem, Jeezus; don’t you people ever sleep?” He was a pot, calling akettle black. I shrugged. Who can tell for certain, ma petite? She is the beginning of what we are today.
The Tombs physician asked how I felt, and I said, “Glorious. I threw my beast down the long line of metaphysical cord. His hair grew longer, more blond, evenblonde, and breasts began to bulge as the hair vanished from his body. I was about to remind you that I am a very scary person all by myself, but I won't now.
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