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CYOTF (Human)

Arms & Legs Transplant

added by space_man2 4 years ago BM

"Give me your hand."

Phil reached out his hand and I touched them with mine. Small tentacles grew from my fingertips and latched onto his skin. Enzymes frothed between the connection and our skins fused. Our bodies connected and so we felt what the other felt.

"Feel that?"

"Yeah. It's like I have two heartbeats and I'm breathing twice."

"I showed you one way I can use this ability. And that is when I healed your eye. But there's one another way I can use it."

"And that is?"

I searched the confines of my own body. Millions of DNA, all to my choosing. But most of them are inaccessible right now. I need to eat, and not just steak but human bodies. But for now, I can settle for two.

Tentacles like the one I used to transform covered Phil's arms and legs. It coiled like cloth and convulsed like boiling water.

"I injected your blood with anesthetics but this will still feel painful. Are you ready? You can back out anytime you want."

Phil was sweating like a pig. I could feel it. The rapid beating of his heart and his shallow breaths. But I could also feel his courage. His curiosity for new experience overshadows his fear.

"I can take it."

That was all the confirmation I needed.

The tentacles ripped his arms and legs from his main body and was promptly dissolved in the enzyme. Phil convulsed. He was going to scream until Uno appeared and wrapped around his face. When that was mitigated, I focused on forming the new limbs for Phil. These new ones are stronger and far better than his lanky ones.

The tentacles slowly came to a stop and returned back to the skin. New arms and legs are now standing from the place of those that came before. His arms are buffer with well defined biceps. It's adorned with tattoos detailing a siren holding an anchor. It came from a drunk Mediterranean sailor that tried to brawl with me. As for his legs, it came from an amateur French Marathon Runner whom I ate because I was simply hungry. His legs proved to be useful in the Scot mountains until I found a better one.

"Are you alright?"

"I'-I'm okay. In fact, I feel stronger. What did you do to me?"

"I gave you new limbs. I knew that the black eye you had was no accident. With these, you can fight your way out of violent situations."

"Gee thanks."

"You know, I can change your little friend down there."

"You can!?"


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