You turn around, and suddenly think that taking a dip wouldn't be so bad. You strip, and step into the pool. Walking around in the dough is hard, and your movements become very slow. You wade into the deeper parts, feeling the dough all over your body. It feels good for some reason, and you decide to dive into the deep in. You plunge in, feeling dough all over your face. When you come back up, you decide you should get back out. You walk over to the shallow end, and begin to get out of the pool. You realize your body seems much heavier, and your mouth still tastes like dough. Your walking becomes slower, and slower, and you seem winded. Suddenly, you collapse on the ground. You try to get up, but you lack the strength. You look at yourself, and you are still covered in dough. You barely are able to mover your hand enough to begin digging through the layer of dough on your other hand. You can't find your skin, and you realize that you have become dough. You lie on the ground, awaiting your fate.