!LzFfkxZBAY 11/07/09(Sat)01:08 No.6600442|
You attempt to communicate while gestate but unfortunately, you fail. This state requires your mind to be dormant.
In any case, you awaken and you have... well, you’ve grown, to say the least. You’ve gone from two feet tall to three feet and a half. Your back is straighter and you no longer have the gorilla gait that you had before – you now walk like a human being. Your primary arms also have opposable thumbs now, just like your dextrous, articulated little chest claws. Your tail is a bit longer and you notice that you have excellent balance! But, besides these chances, there is no real difference. Your leg has healed further – there’s still a minor limp, but it’s nothing to worry about. As for your partially melted face, it’s purely cosmetic at this rate.
That is not the important part. You have an army.
All of your brood, that which you captured and that which you sired, have grown to their full sizes. It’s quite impressive, really. All of your children are eating healthily, and they have a rather large pile of new food. Crabs, large fish, all sorts of saltwater creatures.
Tank informs you that breeding has been taking place. Swimmer carries his young, Girl carries the young of Guy and one of Swimmer’s brood has impregnated a large quantity of its siblings. This individual is surprisingly large – the same size you were before you gestated. It’s muscular and powerful and generally, superior to its mother in every way. Tank appears worried that his position may be usurped. Let’s call this individual Athlete.