A Twisted Transformation Chapter 2
I awoke the next morning, groaning. Blinking hard, I looked around to get my bearings. I remembered more of last night, at least, and thank Heavens for that! Van had seemed to be doing okay for himself, somehow making a new life out of a destroyed old one. Hearing the toilet flush, I stood up, and then stretched, my voice grunting at the flexion of my stiff muscles. I was becoming aware of my rock-solid morning wood as the bathroom door opened.“Oh, good… You haven’t made a mess on the floor…”...