Hey, how can we get in on this Easter egg hunt? That green egg with the blue cracks kinda calls to me, hard to explain ha.
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Lucky you! You found another of the witches eggs!
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You’d always felt a little too skinny—nothing wrong with your body, really, but you wanted more bulk, more presence. Just a little more muscle, something solid. Something manly.
That’s when you found it on the sidewalk near your apartment. A green Easter egg, streaked with blue cracks. It looked weirdly alive, humming with energy in your hand.
You opened it. Nothing inside. But as soon as you did, a sharp pulse ran up your arm and straight into your chest.
You went to bed that night feeling heavy, your limbs buzzing.
When you woke up, everything felt different.
You stumbled into the bathroom, flicked on the light, and stopped in front of the mirror. Your shoulders were broader, your arms thicker. Your chest had filled out, and your torso was lined with new, defined bulk—hairier too. A rugged layer of muscle and fuzz covered you now. You even had a mustache.
You didn’t just look beefier—you were.
You ran a hand down your torso, testing the firmness of your new body. It was real. The egg had given you exactly what you wanted.
And judging by the way your clothes fit—and the way you felt—it wasn’t going away.
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