Formicea Chapter 6

I wake up again.

Surprisingly this tub is rather comfortable.

I am floating a little bit inside this substance.

This ti I feel astonishing good.

The fever is gone and my itch settled.

Also, my stomach got a little better while my head stopped throbbing.

I see Kyska who seemingly has really just the job to stay close to .

My throat feels sore and I need to drink sothing.

So I decide to ask for it, as she was rather courteous until now.

(E)

Huh?

What was that?

That didn't sound like normal speech!?

That didn't sound like a voice in the first place!?

(K)

She understood!?

What is going on here?

I grab my throat and try to make sounds.

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I cannot revert the changes, but I can adjust my usage.

This isn't perfect, but a way out.

Still, I'm very shaken.

This all is just too much.

(K)

Details?

What kind of details!?

(E)

There wasn't anything impressive about that.

Yet for so reason, I can feel how Kyska grows excited.

(K)

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This idea triggers and frantic I control if there is any change to my body.

The first is apparent.

My nails blackened.

This is disturbing but neglectable.

My hair feels a bit greasy, yet not directly dirty.

Rather as if it got drenched in oil and looks glistening.

I don't really want to know more about this and dismiss it.

Then I notice sothing disturbing.

My muscles feel hard.

Like really hard.

And I cannot ease them up.

My arm feels extrely firm beneath the skin when I press.

Still slightly flexible but not much.

(K)

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I tremble and grasp myself, while I start to tear up.

(K)

"SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH" (E)

(K)

This cannot be!

This cannot be!

I am a human, no insect!

I don't grow sothing to create these things!

This isn't true!

Suddenly so insects burst into the room.

Five of those normal heightened ones who brought here and even one giant.

(worker)

(giant)

(K)

Kyska, who is apparently in charge of my surveillance is calming them down.

But now I am startled that those creatures ca.

Or more, why.

They ca because I scread.

Listening to .

Their attention was directly on , waiting for input.

They really made sothing they listen to?

I fall down on a stool and try to get all of this out of my head.

The next mont Kyska is at .

She wipes my body which got sweaty with that panic, with so kind of...

I don't want to know.