Amy sat there in the middle of the room, her body looked like rubber, her lower half was now almost in a box shape, painted to look like her, her lap a seat. Her arms now comformed to the sides of her as arm rests. Her stomach became flat for one to sit against, her chest pushing out further as a headrest..her head sitting at the top, staring forward with a blank stare as if she wasnt there.
Tails walked over and examined her, she had become some form of air filled chair. As he walked around her, he considered what course of action to take next
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