Ashley was still your best bet, even if you had just swallowed her pet. Her carefree nature would hopefully allow her to look past your monstrous new form. You headed down the hall as your thickened midsection bounced up and down. The struggles of Snuggles ticked your innards as the stubborn cat struggled against his inevitable digestion.
You arrive at Ashley's door only to find it slightly ajar. Light and girls' laughter blare from within. Peeking through the gap, you find your sister and her friend Stefani sprawled against the floor. Dozens of beer bottles accompany them. The two are clearly drunk beyond measure. Their speech is slurred and their limbs move poorly.
"Man Stefffffff, that was a lotta booze," your sister blurts out as she rises from the ground and collapses on the bed.
You take the opportunity and slip in, hiding underneath the bedframe. Only a few feet separate you from your sister. Stefani remains on the floor across the room.
"Aww come on," Stefani replies, unmoving, "we still got so much more to drink. Get your brother in here. I wanna see him drunk..."
"You skank, all you ever talk about is him!" your sister joked. She took a sock from her foot and playfully tossed it at her friend's head.
"Aw come on, it'll so much fun. He's so c..." she replied, trailing off. She had passed out.
This is your time. With a gentle grace you slide up the bedpost and proper your head on the mattress. Ashley is there, eyes closed.
"Hey, Ash?" you said. She jumped awake.
"Gah, don't scare me l-" she continued before the shock of your giant serpentine head stopped her.
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