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What trouble can a human get into while working at a newspaper for giant monsters?
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Chapter #6

No Fallen Angel Born in Hell

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Tara gives an evil smirk and you shake in place. "Y'know Doc," she says. "I think I WILL leave Tim here. I'll just tell Lexi that he's staying late to cover the full story." You gasp and make gestures to beg Tara to leave you alone but then she unceremoniously puts you in a jar. You tap on the jar as Amane closes it and then shakes hands with Tara. "Thank you, very much, Ms. Gordon." "No, no, no," says Tara. "Thank you, Dr. Sinew."

Tara then shows her huge, fixed, but no less horrifying and looming face right in front of you. "And as for you, Tim. Now that my face is fixed, I'm gonna be getting balled by the hottest monster men in Fearfield. With my face back to its former glory, I'll have my pick of the hotties." Tara laughs wickedly and walks away as you bite your nails. Then Dr. Sinew picks up the jar and walks into the back room. In the back room, you see all kinds of animal parts; skins, organs and bones in jars. There are even some weird face plasters in the side of the room. The doctor was right. Your new heart really is beating faster and it's beating faster and faster as you look around your new surroundings.

Your eyes shift into that inner eyelid membrane and you can see through Dr. Sinew and you wish you didn't. From the looks of it, there were wires attached to her organs in place of veins and she appeared to have two beating hearts. You knew because you could hear the beatings and you cover your ears. But that doesn't work because you could hear all kinds of sounds, from flies buzzing to the sounds in the waiting room coming from the monster patients. "I hope Dr. Sinew can do something about these cheeks," says a splinter cat woman. "Me, a splinter cat of all things getting butt implants. How embarrassing." "2000 skulls for a tummy tuck?" asks one purple haired fairy woman in a regal attire. "Heck of a way to lose weight." Then you start to hear something that a male hobgoblin isn't even saying but thinking. "What's taking the doc so long?" he asks in his mind. "The insurance company thinks I'm dead. I've got to get this face rearranged fast!"

You let out a scream as Dr. Sinew looks down on you. "It seems that the auditory system I gave you needs a little fine tuning. You must be hearing all sorts of things going on at once. You continue to hold your head and you start to hear Dr. Sinew's thoughts. "I wonder if I might have given him telepathy. I truly am a genius. If this works, I might even score a medical award. But I have to keep an eye on him. His scars are still fresh. The new skeleton I gave him needs time to settle in."

You're legitimately afraid and didn't know what to expect from the Frankenstein giantess. Then you hold your head and start to hear thoughts that appeared to be coming from Tara. "The beauty queen of the Daily Tombstone is back baby, and I've gotten rid of that little pest. I hope the doctor takes his brain apart." You shiver and then hear more thoughts that appear to be coming from the Daily Tombstone. The first one comes from Ari, that dishonest weresheep. "I need a good lie for the next headline. How about that aaaaautomobile company Faxanatos Enterprises. I could convince people that the engines are made from recycled heaaaarts." The next thought appeared to be coming from Hecate. "Jeepers," thinks the wolf girl. "Is my butt getting bigger. Mom's genes must finally be taking over." Then you grunt and hear some thoughts that appear to be coming from Kiki. "I really hope Lexi doesn't realize I forgot to call that new intern she was expecting. But it's such a drag to call every single monster that wants to work here."

You pant and pant as your ears are burning. "Oh dear," thinks Dr. Sinew. "It appears that I have to make a few adjustments." Then Dr. Sinew turns her head and calls for her assistant. "Geraldine," she says. "I need you to run a few tests on our latest patient." In walks in a 700ft tall were boar woman. She had pinkish white skin, long reddish brown hair and four bright white tusks with pure red lips. She was very obese befitting her species with a monstrous booty and massive breasts. Geraldine was wearing a skin tight eggshell-white Totally Spies-esque unitard that was tight on her porcine body along with a nurse's hat.

Geraldine then smiles at you. "Certainly, Amane," she says as she picks up the jar with you. "I'll run the tests on his body to see if his new organs are working the right way." You tap on the jar as Geraldine takes you further into the lab and Amane tends to her other patients. "P-Please let me go," you say. "My girlfriend is waiting for me!"

Geraldine lets out a squealing laugh. "I'm afraid this is for your own good. NOBODY has ever tried something like this before. We have to make sure those wings won't make like Icarus and fall off or if your heart explodes."

You turn pale white as your vision shifts to black again and you scream.

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1. Geraldine Takes You into the Testing Area

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