Jen woke up in the middle of the night. It was 4:30 on a Saturday, an hour and a half away from when her farm
family would wake up. Jen was itching over nearly all of her upper body.
"What... what the hell's going on here?" she whispered. She ran to the bathroom and looked at herself in the
mirror. There were white plumes all over upper body.
"Feathers? Ugh... don't tell me Bill's pulling pranks on me, but damn this itches!" She tried to take the
feathers off but couldn't. They were stuck.
"What the hell!? Why won't these things come off!?" she pulled until she finally yanked one out. It was
incredibly painful and left a tingling pain where it was.
"Oh sh... god damn it, gotta keep quiet. But what the hell's happening with these feathers?"
They kept sprouting and sprouting, and Jen couldn't take it anymore. She took all her clothes off and threw
herself to the ground, rolling around and scratching. Soon the itch had become terrible pain. Finally it had
stopped, and she got up. Feathers covered her entire upper body, minus on her hands and breasts. She couldn't
believe this at all.
"What... what's happening to me!?" she asked herself, scared.
Then...
Then...