[Klayko]

Travis felt dazed, perhaps due to his head hardly being able to make sense of what just occurred. One minute, he should have been on his way to the bonfire with his sister and friends. Now, here he was, feeling like an alien to his own body with the person responsible for it cradling his new figure in her hands. He was angry at Jill. She just left him to all of this and even trying to call out to her would be on deaf ears. He could hear a shower running. He still felt this was all her fault as he wouldn’t be in this situation had he not felt guilty about leaving her to walk in the forest on her own.

And, where would he exactly run off to? Before he even regained his movement back, he looked like he downed a huge watermelon whole. He was already feeling a shortness of breath just from forcefully sitting on the couch alone. When she did fully restore his movement, everything felt so different that now he was getting a dose of the other physical changes done to his body. Travis’s feet ached badly, his ankles and feet having swelled a bit as much as his hands. He was also not familiar with his new body at all. He was trying to stand normal and even walk just like that, but there was a huge belly that made it feel like he was lifting thirty pounds near his stomach, except it was starting to droop down and that’s when he felt the sharp pain to his back. He rested a hand on the back of his waist for some kind of support, but he never let go of the witch’s hand. He really was going to need help getting to the restroom as he found himself slipping out his shoes due to the way they felt against his socks and skin.

“I won’t run away....” he said rather meekly and timidly. Clearly, he physically couldn’t do it.