After several minutes of sobbing, Andrew finally realizes that the only course of action is to try again, despite knowing it was hopeless. He (or maybe she, by this point?) pushed himself up against the cabinet, propping himself up , upside down, as he pushed his hips up the side of the cabinet, his dick sliding against it the whole time. Managing to grab the edge with his repositioned arms, he pulled as hard as he could, using both his arms and neck muscles to push himself up enough to reach the coin slot, blindly fumbling with one arm while balancing on his head until eventually managing to blindly insert another coin. The machine didn’t make any sound at all this time, and terror shot through him, that maybe, just maybe, the machine was broken? His thoughts were put to rest when a card was unceremoniously spat out of the machine.
This time, the card simply read:
Fine, you win
Take your stupid wish and get out of my sight you pathetic creature
Andrew was saved! He barely hesitated and shouted “I wish I was normal!”
But nothing but air came out.
Andrew had no mouth and felt like screaming.