This choice: turned all of her joints into swiveling balljoints, which could be popped off. • Go Back...Chapter #4turned all of her joints into swiveling balljoi... by: Unknown You let out a scream that would've been right at home in a slasher movie as Cindy collapsed into a heap of inhumanly twisted and madly flailing limbs, her joints bending into impossible angles and her body flopping around like dying octopus. The mass of tanned skin eventually stopped moving, and for a moment you thought that whatever magic had twisted Cindy into a human pretzel had killed her outright.
Then, her head, which had been facing the floor, spun one hundred and eighty degrees and her very clearly alive eyes met yours. "Huh. This is weird."
You thought the Minions craze was weird. What had happened to Cindy was so far beyond weird that you had no sufficient means of describing it. While her flesh remained fleshy in appearance and texture, and judging by the way Cindy's softer parts compressed against the floor it was just as fleshy to the touch, nearly all of Cindy's joints had been replaced by a mixture of ball, pivot, hinge, and pin joints, as though she were some giant living doll or an oversized artist's mannequin. Your stomach churned as you watched Cindy slowly twist and contort herself back into a roughly human pose, the logical part of your brain deducing that knees aren't supposed to bend that way and that every bone in her hand should have been broken given their current angles. The illogical part of your brain, however, was telling you that this was amazing, that magic was incredible, and that it was actually kind of a little bit hot how impossibly flexible she now was.
After a few minutes of twisting and fidgeting, Cindy had returned her limbs to an anatomically feasible position, lying on her back with her arms at her sides and her legs outstretched on the floor. "Okay, this is gonna take some getting used to." She Cindy said, slowly raising her hand to her face and curling her fingers in a natural fashion.
"Yeah, I'll say, you're a real-real doll now!" You blurt out, causing Cindy to laugh and accidentally twist her wrist ninety degrees to the right.
"Very funny." She said, willing her wrist back to normal. "But seriously, this is insane. Like, my muscles aren't moving when I move my limbs. My sockets don't stop me from moving at the same places any more. I have, like, independent control of all four ways my ankle can bend, rather than having all of them push and pull against each other. It's like... insane." Cindy explained, spinning her wrist in two clockwise circles while simultaneously flicking it up and down and having her finger furl into her palm and against the back of her hand. When she'd finished waxing poetic, she returned her hand to normal and offered it to you. "Mind helping me up? I'm still a bit iffy about my footing."
"Sure." You said, though your hand was much less enthusiastic about the offer. You reached out slowly, staring at Cindy's clearly segmented hand with all of its joints and bracing yourself for some sort of prank or jumpscare. Taking hold of her hand, your sense of touch throws up its arms in surrender and tells your brain it has no damn idea what's going on. Cindy's hands still felt like hands, mostly. They were warm, soft, and bones could be felt running between joints. However, the joints felt like an entirely separate and distinct thing that just so happened to slot together,the skin stopping and restarting around the joints. You wondered what it would look like inside the joints.
You found out what it looked like inside the joints. You tugged Cindy's hand a bit harder than you should have, apparently, and rather than lifting Cindy into a sitting position her hand detached at the wrist with a cartoonish "Pop!" Lifting her now detached hand to eye level, you saw a large flesh colored peg poking out of the end of it, and looking down at her now empty wrist you saw a hole perfectly sized to fit the hand's peg.
"Ow." Cindy said, turning her wrist stump to face her.
"Sorry!" You said, grabbing her shortened arm and pulling it back to you. You had once more pulled too hard, and her forearm had detached from her swiveling elbow joint. "Sorry!"
"Ow." Cindy repeated.
You quickly stuck the hand back on her wrist, the shoved the forearm back onto her elbow, returning her to... as normal as could be under present conditions. "Sorry again, did that really hurt?"
"Not at all." Cindy replied, twisting her reattached limb and confirm that it was good as new. "It just felt like the sort of thing people say when they lose a body part. Then again, 'lose' might be a strong word. I could still feel it."
"Wait, really? Even while it was detached?" You asked. To answer, Cindy took hold of her right wrist and pulled, detaching her hand once more. The fingers of the now severed apendage waved playfully at you, confirming that Cindy could not only feel detached parts of her but she still had control over them. "Holy shit, that's amazing!" You said.
"I'll say, and you wanted me to be careful!" Cindy said, reattaching her hand. After the two of you managed to get Cindy back on her feet without pulling anything else off, you and Cindy spent the next half hour retraining Cindy to walk. You were surprised that the potion lasted as long as it did, though to be fair Cindy had taken a pretty big swig and you didn't really know how long potions were supposed to laugh anyway. Once Cindy was able to stride confidently back and forth across the room unassisted, the two of you decided to... indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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