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Nice, clean sheets. Nice, clean, white sheets. Nice, clean, white sheets with the usual curves of her body showing through them, her chest rising as she breathed faster in utter disbelief.. It seemed.. It seemed she was shorter? A whole awful lot shorter, too. A shriek escaped her mouth. She saw the shape of her breasts clearly through the thin fibre, her belly, and.. That was it. It just stopped from there.
In horror, she tried to pull the sheets off, but couldn't. Her brain was telling her she moved her arms, waved with them in panic, kicked everything covering her from her eyesight to the ground to see what was happening, what was done to her. But in reality, she just wriggled a little.
The bright girl she was, and determined to see what was happening with her, she quickly got on to that and started moving around differently. Moving her hips side to side, she managed to slowly move the blankets off her, displeased by the rubbing of the fibre on her way too sensitive nipples. It didn't distract her too much though, being focussed on what she was doing now, suddenly having to use muscles she never knew of before.
When finally the sheets fell down to the floor and she was revealed to her naked self, in shock of what some unhuman bastard had done to her long, slim legs and gracious arms, she could only look at herself with madness.
It was this moment when he came in. He looked like a regular doctor - white coat, friendly face. The difference was, he did not apologise for coming in to her room without knocking. And he didn't left when he saw she was naked.
Still shocked, she looked at him, numb and with tears of disbelief in her eyes. Was he the one who did this to her? Why?
The doctor, a whole lot calmer than she was, gave her a friendly smile.
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