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You've been 20 going on 21 for the last century

added by Anonymous 5 years ago BM O

The thing is you're a 20 year old human (mostly) woman
and in 24 hours you will be
21.

However when that clock chimes the midnight hour and you
turn 21
the transformation into a dragoness broodmare
will most destroy your memories,emotions and
relatively acceptable
human state
as you undergo a metamorphosis much
like that
of a caterpillar
into a butterfly.

As we all know caterpillars can live
for years
but once they'd transformed
into a butterfly all they
do is spend two
weeks driven by the urge to mate
lay eggs
and die.

In your case
you've been
20 going on 21
for the last century
and you're perfectly happy
not
turning
into the
dragon equivalent
of a butterfly.

And after 100 years
the Law
has finally
cottoned onto the fact
you are a serial killer
of women 20 years old and going on 21.

The way it all started was
that back in April 1918 you had been a
20 year old nurse
working in the hospitals
behind the front line.

You had been unawares
that in your blood you carried
the genes that
would transform you into a mindless
breeding
dragoness when the midnight hour struck
and you turned 21.

What happened
was that one of the German wounded prisoners in that
Allied field station near
Draakvelt
started screaming when you tried
to tend to his wounds
and he pulled out a hidden
Luger and shot you in the heart.

You keeled over of course
and lay apparently
dead on the floor
whilst other
nurses were
screaming and panicking
in the room.

The Military guard on
duty swiftly
pulled
out his revolver and shot
the screaming
German prisoner dead.

So the German took his secret to the grave with
him.

However five minutes later you revived and found yourself
under a sheet
on a trolley
with the other
dead
patients.

They'd found you
dead
put your body on the trolley
covered you with a sheet
and rolled you to the back behind
of the field hospital where
all the dead soldiers
lay.

It might have seemed like a dream
but there
was still a bullet hole
in your uniform
above your
left
breast
where you'd been shot dead.

It was at that point you realized
you weren't
like other human females
and you quickly fled the scene
and made your way
onto a
steamship crossing the Atlantic back to
your country.


What do you do now?


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