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We shall speak again soon.”Lilith’s sinister laugh echoed in her mind. It was the last thing Jessica registered as the world faded to black.* * * * *Stiffness consumed Jessica’s body as she slowly came to. She’d been resting in an awkward position after collapsing into unnatural sleep and she felt it through her entire body. Stiffness and something else… Something didn’t feel right.She sat up slowly, scanning the room and wondering if the supernatural encounter had been real. Perhaps she’d dozed off in the midst of her fantasizing and the rest was a bizarre dream. She swung her legs toward the edge of the bed and realized that her lower body felt heavier than usual. Then she saw it, a bulge near the bottom of her nightgown. Her eyes went wide and she pulled the nightgown up in panic.Her old anatomy was gone. Hanging from her pelvis was a giant, hairless pipe of dark meat and two bulbous brown cantaloupes below. It was huge. Bigger than any of the. Den. I may be able to offer you some work.”“Oh?”“Mmm. It’ll be on the sly though.”“Oh. If the jobcentre find out I’ll be for the high jump.”“They won’t find out. Believe me they won’t find out. Thing is, it wouldn’t look like work, but it is a bit noncy.” Noncy was the local slang for illegal.I shook my head. “Don’t do drugs. Won’t grow ‘em if that’s what you’re after, won’t sell ‘em. ‘Aven’t got a computer, so can’t do piracy,”He interrupted me, shaking his head and grinning. “Nothin’ like that me ol’ son.”“What and how much?” I asked after a few moments.“Erm, well it’ll be a half days work, but only now and again. You won’t even have to go very far. From here it’s about a ten minute walk. I dunno where you are from here, but given that I see you walk in here, I guess it can’t be too far.”I shook my head. “About the same. About ten minutes.”He named a road and I nodded. “Oh I know where that is. That’s only about two or three minutes walk from home. But if it’s only half a days.
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