Zoe played and played, but it was something she was not used to, she was playing faster and faster with such precise skill. She began to sweat and pant as she was unable to stop playing, the guitar seemed to feel like it was heating up "What..... Is.... Happening..." She said unable to stop playing.
Her brown hair started getting darker the more she played until it matched the ebon black of the guitar. Zoe started feeling a great pleasure as she closed her eyes tight and gritting her teeth. Her body began to creak as it began to grow larger, thighs thickened, hips widened, arms toned up gaining mass "UUUUHHHH.... I.... Can't..... Stop..... PLAYING" she said as her voice began to take on a low demonic tone. Her clothes starting to tear at the seams no longer able to contain her growing body. Her breasts swelled and her fingernails twisted into claws, yet she was compelled to keep playing. Her toes began to fuse together as her feet burst through her sneakers, forming hooves but not putting her off balance. All of a sudden the amp gave out, exploding with a shower of sparks knocking out the power to the house. Finally Zoe was able to stop playing as she fainted dropping the guitar.
The sun was shining through a small window of the garage, as Zoe stirred from the floor. Panic took her as she checked her hands and feet, relieved that they were normal despite the tattered clothes, she knew it wasn't a dream.