The second day of my change

That morning I felt lighter, like I could float on air. I couldn't feel anything wrong with me still, I couldn't see anything wrong with me but something, something was wrong. My body was more nimble and I could jump and feel like I was flying. My arms and legs were slimmer, more agile, and in no doubt more beautiful. They were like a birds limbs, strong yet slender. As I went about my day people commented on my change. They asked me if I was dieting or working out. I didn't know how to respond. I was getting more and more attention as time went by and with more time the more graceful and beautiful I became. One day though I woke up and my clothes didn't fit right. They weren't too big width wise but the were long. I had shrunk and oddly enough my hair was thicker. Not just on my head but everywhere. As the day progressed thigns got worse and worse. I got smaller and smaller and my hair because so thick I couldn't see my sking and clumps were forming. I was scared and I didn't know what to do. Days ago I had been so beautiful so elegant and now I was changing into something distorted and wrong.