The first animal to have physical alterations is the squiel,,,, head enlarging, becoming clear like a lightbulb, its body shrinking to a metallic screw,, it’s become a headlight!! Confused about it’s new form, it rolls around as best it can, but as its two circles separated by a screw (pole) it can only turn in circles,,,,, until a curious deer wanders up with its sweaty hooves, and curiously pokes its nose at the Headlight WINNEBAGO VECTRA 2007 2008 PAIR...
Meanwhile, the deer came to a still snop. It stood there, quite literally a deer in the headlights as its eyes lit up with the strength of one thousand suns. They began to melt, hot, molten eye rolling down the flesh of the deer, preserving it in a glassy finish. The light continued to stream out from the sockets. Its torso began to squash forward like an accordian, back legs squeezing up to meet the front legs as its compressed tooros began to resemble the bumper of a minivan, more and more as each second passed by. The head was now fully preserved in its own glossy shine. It could deal with anything, rain or shine, and from the neck up, it became ‘mounted’ to the front of the bumper, ready to plrowl whatever it needs to outo f the way.
The thid animal to feel the heat was the porcupine. He was sitting on a rock minding his one business when he felt the change coming on. It was like all his spinys were on fire and burning with the worst pain he ever felt. Tears came out of his eyes which had never happened before. Hes ribs hurt so much and then he felt it. Crack. Hes ribs whent sideways. His organs were not protected and for a second all he wanted to do was die. But then hes organs were gone and he felt a transqul calm. Hes springs stoped burning and he looked up and around. Hes hands and feet were corners and his rubs were large and made of metal and squar and thats when he hit him: h e was a minivan roof sitting on a rock...! Hes quils were stacked end-to-end and were piking up the most vulneble and descrete of radio waves and he was a square/rectangle. Nothing huit anymore and he was ok with it now. He could hear distant music.
The fox pauses with the dead mouse swinging from its mouth as it inspects the hot rock. A sudden feeling washes over it and its fur begins to rise. Its body started to quiver uncontrollably and before it knows whats happening it elongates. Its spine straightens and fuses together with a metallic whine, forming a strong shaft. Its bones all turn to metal as its skin melts into aluminium. His body continues to stretch and his legs suddenly shorted and his paws started to feel rubbery. Its legs suddenly splayed and his paws inflated into tires! When he came to the fox found his new body- the drive shaft, undercarriage, and axles of a minivan with shiny brand new tires.
Meanwhile, in the river, a drastic change was occurring in the micro-orgasams of the river, the amoebeas and cells, were suddenly inflating into much larger and larger and larger sizes, diluting the water into slick black crude oil, which the newly transformed blades of grass, transformed into miniateue oil rigs and oil refineries to extract petrol, the microbes were very confused, all being merged into one large singular being of oil, but as the new creature warpbled around in its oil drum (created from an asian human) it felt a sense of contentment, cannot waiting to be burned and consumed.
There whas a whiring noise as the metorite hovered up into the air. It sparked out electricity, jolts passing thrhough the forrest, attaching itself to the differenet animals-turned van parts. They begin to clatter and tumble through the forest, their once-natural habitat, as they glom onto the meotrite core. It rumbles and purrs like an nimal itself, and then begins to crunch into a a large, square shape. IT gets bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger, hollowing out on the inside, before settingling into a solid shape. There is a satisfying clunk, and each of the pieces slots into place, forming a perfect minivan.
A nearbuy horse turned into petroleum jelly and then melted into a puddle. It could see far clearer and it knew all there was to know. It ambulated to the engine and got in. “Brrmm Brmm” it said.
I flexed my new
Ruber
Hands.
I flexed my new
Ruber
Legs.
I felt the power of the forest and Mephistopheles within me. I felt the forest floor beneath my underbelly and i screamed, for i desier the sky. I lift up from the groumd and my legs groan beneath me. I stand a thousand feet tall and i see as far as the horizon, i see the distant city lights and my head rises from my shoulders and i gear the groan of the living trees below me. I know that they are not free in the ground but i know that i am free. My eyes open and i see less than i could when they were closed. My headlikght-eyebolls shine upon the sorry living trees and burn them and i inhale black smoke into my lungs as i stride to the city. I know who i will find when i get there, and my heart swells with love for him.