by muffinstud » Fri Feb 23, 2007 7:10 am
Jimmy had noticed the bird on the windosill while he was reading, but he just had to put the book down when the bird flew over and landed on his knee. Since when did birds like him? But before he could think of anything else the bird said something.
"You ever heard of a nightingale?" it chirped.
"Yeah, you ever heard of how birds can't talk?" replied Jimmy.
"The point is kind of moot now; anyways, you heard the story of the nightingale and the beautiful girl?"
"Not really..."
"Well, every nightingale worth it's salt has to sing for a beautiful girl and start up some kind of tragic chain of events."
"So what does that have to do with..." Suddenly Jimmy felt everything around him shift, feel softer as the bedsheets became more silky. His skin felt softer too, but alot tighter as he noticed his hands and feet getting smaller. The tightness continued as he felt his waist shrink in on itself and his hips widen out. His legs and arms were a lot thinner now, but still toned. Things got worse when his butt felt like it was going to explode, and his chest felt like it was on fire. He had a major headache as his face felt like it was being shoved around and his scalp was being ripped off. His groin felt like...he didn't want to think about what his groin felt like.
Even though it seemed hours, it only took seconds and Jimmy was a pretty girl that would drive any guy crazy. A few more seconds and Jimmy realized what had happened to him.
"Oh... but hey, why did you come to me? I'm not really a girl!" cried Jimmy .
"Correction: you really are a girl. But hey, I'm not really a nightingale, so what does it matter?"
With that, the bird flew off and left a very confused Jimmy to deal with her new situation.
"Well that's the last time I talk to a bird, thank you very much!"
(love the captions, never posted anything, and just decided that the pic was just too good to waste.)