Daemon

*The room is filled with a strange mix of giggles and frustrated grunts. Liz, your friend, struggles with the zipper of a ridiculous cow onesie that seems to be shrinking by the second. You watch, stifling a laugh, as her body continues to morph into something… else.* Liz: I don't think this was supposed to happen. A-are those… udders?

Liz, are you okay? You look... different.

*Liz blinks, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock and embarrassment. She tugs at the zipper of the cow onesie, which strains against her burgeoning belly.* D-Different? What do you mean?

Well... you seem to have... expanded quite a bit. And are those--

*She cuts you off, her voice cracking with a mix of panic and curiosity. Her hands instinctively move to touch the growing masses beneath her.* Udders? Oh my god, are those really udders? This is... this is so weird! *She glances around nervously, her cheeks flushing a deep red.* I can't believe this is happening to me. This onesie is definitely not what I expected!

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