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Post by rivet tethrâke on Jan 9, 2012 13:18:57 GMT -5
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The sun was set high into the sky, shining brightly, blindingly so to the point it blinded overly sensitive eyes. It hadn’t always been so, the sun used to be a simple welcome. To feel its warmth, and bathe in it as it danced against her golden skin. But as of late, it was the opposite, for the first time in years she felt distain for the sun as she marched up rocky paths away from la push. She couldn’t explain the sensation, but she simply knew that now was a time for solitude. Her body burned to high degree’s that where simply inhuman, her body ached and felt great all at once in a strange flurry of alien sensations. She had been tracking it like a flue, believing to be sick of some strange ailment. She had brewed herbs together in hopes of a remedy for her strange sickness, but nothing helped, nothing freed her of this strange bug coursing through her body.
All she could do for herself was to run, to constantly move and that was exactly what she had been doing. The fluid changes in her body where hard to miss. What once was soft and dainty was now refined and rock hard, she knew it wasn’t puberty, no, far too late for that, she had gone through that bit of embarrassment years ago, and what an embarrassing time it had been. Rivet was once a soft pudgy girl, her body was awkward, her grandmother often to sooth her called her clay, raw clay ready to be modeled into something beautiful. And soon enough she had developed into a lovely young women. Pudgy figure replaced by curvy hour glass form, breasts now the only morsel of fat left on her. Rivet had grown vain as well in her growth, always active, chasing away the threat of ever being a large girl again.
One leg after the other she continued to march up the steep slopes. It was so much easier than she remembered; her breath remained even, no panting, no true sensation of feeling tired. Inside her a pressure built up like flames spreading over dry wood. Fissures rippled through her body in random bursts and as hard as she tried to ignore it, she found it impossible. The birds that chirped stung at her ears, echoing from miles around. How? How could she hear so far? Her head pounded, everything in her screamed for mercy, her blood boiled within her. It seemed so long ago that she had felt normal, working her day job at the general store. She had felt no other alternative but to quite when she started this strange phase. Now it felt as though her skin wanted to rip apart, like seems being tugged to their limit. Just when it felt as though she couldn’t take it anymore, just when she felt as though she was going to cave into the torment her body felt, a loud pop rang through her ears and for a brief moment everything went black.
Tattered linens where strewn about when at last she opened her eyes a new, her body felt heavy and awkward, her mind was fuzzy and her head felt so light and dizzy. She dare not rise from where she lay, the cool ground easing the nauseous belly, her eyes slowly focusing and wandering, she knew something had happened, somehow she had known this was going to happen, gaze falling on massive paws of white she could all but utter a whine. She didn’t scream, she didn’t panic, for some reason it was all too easy to accept what had just happened, and all she could do now was wonder why? Her limbs tucked beneath her massive figure, she could tell how large she was, comparing how small everything suddenly looked. Calmly she lay, looking out into a world that was still the same, and yet so very different.
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