Matthew woke up the next morning feeling groggy and sore. Stumbling out of his bed, he fumbled into the bathroom and looked into the full length mirror. He didn't notice anything out of the ordinary at first, but then he rubbed his eyes with his stiff fingers, blinked, and screamed.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEYAAAAAAAAAAA-HEEEE-HAAAAAAAAAAW"
He clapped his hands over his mouth. His mouth felt strange under his stiffening, darkening fingers. Opening his mouth, he noticed that his teeth were double the size they usually were! He could barely close his mouth, his teeth were so big.
His first thought was that he needed to get help. He ran to the phone clumsily, not noticing the changes of his pelvis and feet. Stabbing at the numbers on his phone with his hardening fingers was a challenge, but eventually he called his girlfriend. He held the phone up to his huge, floppy ears as best he could and prayed that she would pick up.
"Hello?" she said
"Jeniiffeer! Pleaaath hethp meeeh-HAW" He mumbled in a deeper, huskier voice. He could barely speak around his teeth! Whats more, his tongue was starting to grow, flopping slightly out of his mouth.
"What? Who is this?" Jennifer asked.
"Ibth meeEEEEE, Ma-HAWWW" He wasn't even sounding human! Suddenly his hands seized up and he dropped the phone. His hands were darkening and stiffening more, curling up into fists while his fingers bunched together. His tongue flopped long out of his mouth and he was drooling. How was he supposed to get help now?