Somedays you're the roadkill...
Yotan has a lot of experience with bad days. He even has a lot of experience with epicly bad days. He's not sure he's ever had a day as bad as this one, which is really saying something.
It started out as a fairly decent day. He decided to hit the Nexus to pick up ice cream for bribing Omi or Sena into letting him sneak out of his shift early. Short little trips that resemble errands tend to be safe, and he really wanted the extra time to work on planning their anniversary.
Yotan's normal PINpoint-in spot is a copse of trees near the stores he likes to visit for these little treats. He's made it safely countless times. It had to go wrong sometime.
Yotan isn't at all sure what the trigger was. He was just walking along when he was suddenly hit with a wave of blinding pain that brought him to his knees. He barely had time to get his bearings before he was hit with another one. In too much pain to figure out what was happening, he dragged himself over to a tree and collapsed at the base of it.
When he did figure out what was happening, he almost wished he didn't.
He still wishes he didn't, but right now, he's just grateful that the pain of the transformation is easing off. The pain of clothing that no longer fits right is nothing compared to the way his internal organs just rearranged themselves.
When Yotan is sure his new boobs are done growing in, he'll see about discovering his new center of gravity. Maybe. He might just stay seated under his new friend the tree and beat his head against it. Yotan may be a strong admirer of women's bodies, but he never wanted to have one for himself like this.
It started out as a fairly decent day. He decided to hit the Nexus to pick up ice cream for bribing Omi or Sena into letting him sneak out of his shift early. Short little trips that resemble errands tend to be safe, and he really wanted the extra time to work on planning their anniversary.
Yotan's normal PINpoint-in spot is a copse of trees near the stores he likes to visit for these little treats. He's made it safely countless times. It had to go wrong sometime.
Yotan isn't at all sure what the trigger was. He was just walking along when he was suddenly hit with a wave of blinding pain that brought him to his knees. He barely had time to get his bearings before he was hit with another one. In too much pain to figure out what was happening, he dragged himself over to a tree and collapsed at the base of it.
When he did figure out what was happening, he almost wished he didn't.
He still wishes he didn't, but right now, he's just grateful that the pain of the transformation is easing off. The pain of clothing that no longer fits right is nothing compared to the way his internal organs just rearranged themselves.
When Yotan is sure his new boobs are done growing in, he'll see about discovering his new center of gravity. Maybe. He might just stay seated under his new friend the tree and beat his head against it. Yotan may be a strong admirer of women's bodies, but he never wanted to have one for himself like this.