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Left Out In The Elements
🕑 Added 2023-07-09 02:55:28 +0000 UTCLast night, while out at the bar around the corner, something crazy started going on. And the very instant Mischa realized what was happening? Instinct set in, & she frantically bolted for the door.
Her body was swelling! She was growing quickly & needed to get home quick!
In her urgency, she thought it was prudent to take the shortcut & cut straight across the park, despite it technically being closed. But as her body continuted to grow bigger, & her center of gravity began to shift? Each step became a struggle, harder than the last. Still, desperate to get back to her apartment & away from prying eyes, she pushed & pushed. Even as things seemed to be getting slower & slower for her.
All until she got two thirds across the grass. In the slowing rhythm of her gait, she leaned to her right one last time, rolling along on her more sensitive nethers, which now brushed along the lawn through her dark tights. It was such a peculiar feeling. Only this time? When she tried to kick off her tippy-toes, she couldn’t make it more than half way! In fact, she wobbled to a stop, just part of the way, unable for her other foot to reach the ground.
Try as she might, she had grown stuck. Left helpless & completely stranded by her own body, in an empty park she shouldn’t even be in after dark. At least the rapid swelling finally seemed to slow, giving her a moment to catch her breath.
After the first hour or so, she tried to catch some shut eye. But between the occasional growth spurt & the hyper vigilance of being in such a situation like hers? It seemed impossible.
Then another hour.
And another.
Soon, dawn came. And went. And still, poor Mischa found herself still utterly stranded, left lopsided in the middle of a field. While she begged for no one to stumble across her in such an embarrassing condition, she figured at this point, there should’ve been a jogger? A dog walker? Just some random old person on an early bird stroll? Anybody?
But no.
Poor Mischa seem stranded. Entirely on her own.
What was she going to do?
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Just a picture I started a while ago, where again, I tried to experiment with hair. I might’ve veered a little too wild with her here. But I’m not too upset with the outcome. I did try glasses though. And I was less keen on the result but included the variation in case anyone liked that.
Also, came back to jazz up the accompanying back story just a bit later as the original was written while I was partially distracted.
More stuff for you all, coming very soon!
Comments
Patrick
Anyone else read her dialogue with a Scottish accent?
Paperpyg
Was it the sun that inflated her?
