This choice: Your mother... except she has horns? • Go Back...Chapter #6Your mother... except she has horns? by: elmer7780   You blink, at first wondering if it's just the trick of the light by a nearby window. It looks as if your mother, Jane is sporting a pair of red horns that sticks out on the top of her head.
"Uh...good morning, mom...are you wearing...horns?"
You hesitate, not wanting to seem weird but it's out of place. Turns out, there's more out of place than you realize.
Jane finally turns around and you feel your heart stopping as she reveals more of her usual self to you...or at least, what you thought was "usual".
Instead of a 40-year-old brunette with a growing midline and incoming creases along her eyes, the person you are staring at was more youthful, fit, and curvaceous. It was especially so as the apron she wears dangles out and her underlying blouse seems to be a tight revealing an abundance of cleavage above the apron.
Jane's long hair shined in the sunlight as she smiles knowingly at you with another ominous change: her eye color had turned red.
"Horns, sweetie? That's a strange question, don't you think?"
"I uh..."
You are at a loss for words as you stare incredulously at the seemingly overnight change. It's too much for it to be a result of morning light shining through.
However, things became even stranger.
Laughing, Jane approaches you, causing you to flinch. With a spatula still in one of her hands, she takes her free hand then gently caresses you cheek as she leans forward. Her red eyes seemingly staring into your soul.
"You should know...I've always had horns."
W-what?
Seeing your disbelief, Jane chuckles then calls out to your father. "Isn't that right, honey?"
Your father was a little distracted, but hearing some of the conversation, he looks up from his laptop.
"Huh-what? Your horns? Of course! Son, stop fooling around with your mother, alright?"
Hearing your father confirm as if her transformation was no big deal, you still couldn't believe it and start shaking your head slowly. Some things began to add up in your head the longer you stare at this person.
"F-flora?" you whisper with your eyes widened.
As if hitting on the right mark, "Jane" smirks and whispers back. "Took you long enough to notice, sweetie. Why don't you sit down with your dear new mommy now? I bet you're real hungry, huh?"
Rubbing your cheek and gliding down to the back of your neck, you feel chills running down your spine. The events before now fresh in your mind. What do you do?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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