Cory woke up the following morning, fully human and intact. Breathing a sigh of relief, Cory began preparations for the remainder of the day. He brushed his teeth, took his shower, and dressed himself (normally; the ballet outfit had been stashed under his bed, possibly for further use at a later date). His mother had been mad at him for disappearing the previous night, but she had said goodbye cheerfully enough before heading off to work, leaving Cory alone even on Saturday.
Cory went outside to take a walk and to clear his head. He was still anxious over the events of the previous day, but had decided that he had to live his life, cursed or not. Though walking through the yard, he did avoid rubbing up against a rosebush. He didn't want to deal with turning into a plant just now.
Stopping to examine the plant, Cory wondered what it would be like to absorb nutrients from the sun. He wasn't curious enough to want to find out. He wasn't even sure touching the plant would trigger a change; he had touched a lot of things on his way out of the house and nothing had happened.
Suddenly a bee flew out from one of the flowers, buzzing around Cory's face. In a panic, Cory swatted at the insect, which caused it to sting him on the arm. Horrified, Cory stared at the stinger embedded in his flesh as he felt a tingle rush through his body. He knew was going to change again.
"No! I don't want to become a bee!" Cory thought to himself, but his body did not listen. Cory picked at the stinger and dislodged it, but it was too late. He was rapidly shrinking. Running out of his ever-larger clothes, Cory collapsed naked in the grass a few feet from the rosebush. He stared at his legs as they turned a smooth, shiny black. His arms soon followed suit. He watched his torso turn a dull yellow, and saw his yellow face in a small puddle of water. Black antennae pushed their way out from his yellow forehead, above his human eyes. Yellow lips opened to let out a scream.
"Buzz, buzz."
Cory buzzed loudly and scrambled in the grass, finally propping himself up on all fours. Shaking, his pointing feet bent backwards and his hands became pointed. His butt rounded itself off as his waist shrunk, becoming segmented. Cory sweat and trembled as his body heaved, pushing out a segmented pair of insect legs midway between his once human arms and legs. His back felt itchy as a pair of wings unfurled in the morning sun, drying out and enabling him for flight in only a few seconds. A stinger poked itself out from his buttocks, hardening to a sharp point.
Cory's eyes were shut in concentration as he tried to calm himself down and reverse the changes. After many seconds of sheer force of will, he managed to stop his transformation into a bee. He opened his still human eyes, and saw that he still had a human face and his regular hair. Everything else about him, however, had become insectoid. Including (to his annoyance) the female gender of a worker bee.
Sobbing softly to himself, Cory buzzed and flitted his wings as tears dripped down his chin and into the grass.