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Sophie generally dressed in black but on a whim she changed her hair to organs and added items of similar colour. She liked it she looked at the crystal on the shelf a wishing stone she was told. She wondered if one of those orange tans would suit her.

The effects of the stone’s magic were temporary so long as you held the stone what could go wrong.

She picked up the stone and made the request “I want orange skin” she wished then panicked “not like an actual orange! softer smoother”

She dodged a problem there she thought and watched in the mirror as her skin started to change colour. As it went more orange 2 things happened firstly is felt almost furry like a soft fuzz then she had an urge for sunlight. She rushed out the door and in her haste let go of the stone. She could only watch as it rolled onto the step and down the drain.

She didn’t know what was worse her need to stand in sunlight or the panic that she dropped the sun she felt compelled to move to the sun where changes sped up. Her face began to swell causing her bandana to fall to the floor no longer fitting her head as it expanded further her hair fell out leaving her bald different shades or orange and covered in a soft fuzz. She felt her shoulders crack and her hands began to stretch turning brown and hard her bones cracked and thinned as her skin became bark like and her body began to change shape too. Her shoes stated to merge together hardening and forming a clay pot as her tights darkened and crumbled forming soil around her feet which were merging together at pace. Her arms were no longer arms but branches and leaves were forming on them.

She felt like a hard mass was forming inside her reformed skull while the rest was becoming something else around it like she had a bad cold.

As her legs pulled together and went through similar changes to her arms one central stem formed and spread altering her body to a similar form. Her giant head began to shrink and she could only watch as small flowers appeared quickly turning to fruit and growing until they matched the size of her shrunken head that just hung there.

Sophie could still see and speak but all that she could smell was peaches. Reformed head hanging from a branch the miniature peach tree stood in its pot in the sunlight. It was confused how it ended up like this but couldn’t help thinking what it would feel like to have its head or other fruit separated from its form and digested.

Description
Sophie generally dressed in black but on a whim she changed her hair to organs and added items of similar colour. She liked it she looked at the crystal on the shelf a wishing stone she was told. She wondered if one of those orange tans would suit her.

The effects of the stone’s magic were temporary so long as you held the stone what could go wrong.

She picked up the stone and made the request “I want orange skin” she wished then panicked “not like an actual orange! softer smoother”

She dodged a problem there she thought and watched in the mirror as her skin started to change colour. As it went more orange 2 things happened firstly is felt almost furry like a soft fuzz then she had an urge for sunlight. She rushed out the door and in her haste let go of the stone. She could only watch as it rolled onto the step and down the drain.

She didn’t know what was worse her need to stand in sunlight or the panic that she dropped the sun she felt compelled to move to the sun where changes sped up. Her face began to swell causing her bandana to fall to the floor no longer fitting her head as it expanded further her hair fell out leaving her bald different shades or orange and covered in a soft fuzz. She felt her shoulders crack and her hands began to stretch turning brown and hard her bones cracked and thinned as her skin became bark like and her body began to change shape too. Her shoes stated to merge together hardening and forming a clay pot as her tights darkened and crumbled forming soil around her feet which were merging together at pace. Her arms were no longer arms but branches and leaves were forming on them.

She felt like a hard mass was forming inside her reformed skull while the rest was becoming something else around it like she had a bad cold.

As her legs pulled together and went through similar changes to her arms one central stem formed and spread altering her body to a similar form. Her giant head began to shrink and she could only watch as small flowers appeared quickly turning to fruit and growing until they matched the size of her shrunken head that just hung there.

Sophie could still see and speak but all that she could smell was peaches. Reformed head hanging from a branch the miniature peach tree stood in its pot in the sunlight. It was confused how it ended up like this but couldn’t help thinking what it would feel like to have its head or other fruit separated from its form and digested.