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Angela focused as hard as she could. She just needed to keep her rubbery body from flopping to the floor. And for that, she needed some semblance of joints! She closed her eyes, imagining her fine-pointed hand with fingers. She pictured opening and closing a fist. When she felt herself losing her balance, she took a deep breath and remembered her ankles and knees. She could feel herself wobbling, but still standing. When she felt stable enough, she opened her eyes again.

She stood on two unevenly long legs that bobbed gently if she shitfed her weight. Her clothes seemed to have melded with her, stretching with her noodly limbs. Even her hair had formed into distinct, rubbery tendrils. She elongated her fingers to touch her face. She felt a mask over her eyes. She looked like a superhero, or at least two.

She quickly shook the idea of heroism out of her head, making her hair spring wildly around her. "I came down here to figure out my magic, but only got another power I can't control," she grumbled. "This is just fantastic."

THE END ...or is it?

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Angela focused as hard as she could. She just needed to keep her rubbery body from flopping to the floor. And for that, she needed some semblance of joints! She closed her eyes, imagining her fine-pointed hand with fingers. She pictured opening and closing a fist. When she felt herself losing her balance, she took a deep breath and remembered her ankles and knees. She could feel herself wobbling, but still standing. When she felt stable enough, she opened her eyes again.

She stood on two unevenly long legs that bobbed gently if she shitfed her weight. Her clothes seemed to have melded with her, stretching with her noodly limbs. Even her hair had formed into distinct, rubbery tendrils. She elongated her fingers to touch her face. She felt a mask over her eyes. She looked like a superhero, or at least two.

She quickly shook the idea of heroism out of her head, making her hair spring wildly around her. "I came down here to figure out my magic, but only got another power I can't control," she grumbled. "This is just fantastic."

THE END ...or is it?

Back to previous episode: www.deviantart.com/mr-dna/art/…

Back to START: www.deviantart.com/mr-dna/art/…

*Your votes in the comments are nice and all, but this is a commission-based chain. See START or the Journal for details.