You walk outside alongside your uncle, worrying how your parents will react. How is someone supposed to react when your teenage son turns into a 5 year old dragon girl? You suppose you took it rather well. Not to mention you’re only assuming your physical age based on your height, your chests were saying something slightly different.
The two of you are standing around in somewhat awkward silence. Can’t blame your uncle though. Luckily you soon see a car approaching. That's when your slitted eyes spot something weird, this isn't your mother's van, but some kind of black transporter. And there are more than one. Just when you tell yourself they might just drive by, your ears notice a weird sound and looking up you make out similarly black helicopters.
When the cars stop right in front of the farm you’re fully convinced that something is wrong, but by then it's too late. Several masked, and more importantly armed, men jump out and surround you and your uncle. “Sir, step away from that creature!” one of the men shouts and follows it up by drawing a gun.
Your uncle immediately tries to reason with the men and explains that you're not dangerous. You decide to try and throw in a word, too. You might still have trouble forming words with your new tongue, but just the attempt should at least show them you're sentient. The moment you open your mouth though you feel a prick in your butt and the world starts swimming. It becomes harder to focus and you suddenly can't make out anymore what the people around you are saying. You start tumbling around in an awkward attempt to stay upright. When you feel a second prick you start falling forward. Before you even hit the ground everything goes black.
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When you regain consciousness you feel weirdly disconnected from your body. It feels like you’re floating, you certainly are not lying in a bed. You also can't move any of your limbs. Slowly you manage to open your eyes and look at your surroundings, even if your unmoving neck limits your viewpoint quite a bit.
What you see seems to be some kind of laboratory, evidenced by several people in lab coats walking around. Your body is inside a large glass tube and submerged in strange liquid. A breathing mask is secured around your face. If you focus hard enough you can hear some of the sounds from outside the tube. Two men, one in a lab coat and the other in the same uniform as the people who were your supposed kidnappers, are talking.
“...very interesting. She's surprisingly resilient for her size.”
“I don't care about your technobabble. What does it mean for me?”
“Not much, just that we’ll need to switch to stronger narcotics. Once she's properly sedated again we’ll be able to finish the routine tests quickly and soon we’ll be able to proceed to the main plan.”
“Very well, continue.”
The men walk away and before long your eyelids are growing heavy again and you fall into another dreamless sleep.