transformation · surreal · fruit form · comedy · absurd · duo · magical · whimsical · body horror · friendship
The last light of a honey-gold afternoon spills across the kitchen tiles as you and Mika step inside, the air thick with the warm, jammy scent of fresh blueberry pie. You set the dish on the counter, both of you leaning in, breaths held. You take the first bites together—tart sweetness floods your mouths. Then the flavor turns wrong. A cold, crawling sensation prickles up your spine. You look down. Your forearm is stained a deep, impossible purple. Mika's face mirrors your own dawning horror. A low, wet gurgle rolls through your belly, and then your stomach pushes outward, firm and round beneath your hands. Your fork slips from nerveless fingers. What is happening to us?