what's with me? (part two)
I look down at my new... part and I feel a wave of panic shoot through me the way a bullet get's shot through a wall. I don't know what to do! My hands feel magnetized to it... I want to rub it more than anything. I look over and see there's a new note...
What's with me?
**CHAPTER 1** "I like my coffee black, just like my metal." I sing as I pour some into a cup. I look down and see my flat chest, my gray fur. and white stomachs that goes up to my chin. I slept nude last night. my tail swishes back behind me. I...