Your fox right hand then opens its muzzle and says “Why does this looser get to be in charge? I want to be the head.”
The fox head then disappeared up your sleeve creating a large bulge and a lot of rubbery squeaking noises as it traveled up your arm to your shoulder, the sqeaking gets louder till it’s right against your right ear and the balloon fox head forces itself onto your neck. Your head is forced down your sleeve, when you emerge your vision is upside down and you can only feel a long neck that bends in the center and stops at the shoulder.
You look down (up) and see the balloon fox head sitting on your shoulders.
You look to your left and see a black cat balloon head as the left hand.
The fox head was now your head.
“Ah... much better.” The fox head says.
He then brings his arm with your head on it to face him.
“And how are you holding up?” The shiny red fox asks grinning, you get a view of his sharp rubbery teeth.
This can’t be happening to you.
Your limbs replaced by balloon animals?
Your body was taken over by a rubbery fox head?
You acting as a replacement right hand?
No one would believe it! You don’t even believe it!
You can’t possibly think how this could get worse...