Rob sat down on the sofa and waited for his transformation to begin.
He waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited.
but nothing happened.
"Obviously nothing would really happen," he said to himself, trying to muster sufficient disdain in his voice. He felt silly and didn't want to admit that part of him had really expected this to work.
He set to work, doing his paperwork.
He kind of wished he was a monster, then he wouldn't have to worry about things like work and clothing and that anymore.
The next day, he was in his office, busily doing his paperwork.
Rob didn't know it, but he was gonna tf bit by bit at a time, little by little, until he was completely transformed into a monster.
Almost immediately, he felt a strong lurch in his gut.
"Man...it landed hard there," he said.
Suddenly!
What happened to him.
Tell me pleez