“Oh god, Will I ever walk again?” , Wailed Timmy. “How desperate are you to walk?” asked the doctor. “I would do anything!” Concern flickered in the doctors eyes. “I’m not supposed to talk about this, it is quite controversial and most think it unethical. However. There is a ex-colleague of mine who has started a human experimentation lab under a Tabaco farm. He has helped many people, with many problems modern medicine cannot treat.” “How much does it cost?” “Oh it will cost you more than money, it may even cost you your life…..”

“Ok, I need this… I need this… how much?” The bastard pays you…. Replies the doctor

Timmy looks out the window of the floating bus, powered by unicorn farts. “We are here” yelped the floating bus driver, "now get the fuck off my bus!" The ramp lowered and Timmy was quickly let out before the driver sprinted into the control seat and flew away. Timmy looked up at the big hill and realized that he wasn’t getting up the hill in a chair. “Son of a bitch!” Exclaimed Timmy, as he called the office for help.

… "now don’t worry, you won’t die, probably" said dr. Funkyshoe as injected a lot of morphine into Timmy. His work was slow and thorough. As he hacked off Timmy’s lower half with a butcher knife. Ahhh! What are you doing! Timmy said quietly, high from the amount of morphine he was given.

All of a sudden tentacles wrapped around Timmy’s torso as a creature rises from under the operating table. Scared shittless all Timmy could get out of his mouth was the word, “monstrosity!” “It’s time!” exclaimed funkyshoe nodding the half octopus half alien nodded as it sunk it mutated fangs into the patient.

Suddenly, Timmy shook mouth frothing as his skin dried up into scales, the half body of Timmy vibrated and rose to the ceiling. Blood curdling screams rippled throughout the night.

As morning arrived funkyshoe announced, “metamorphosis complete!” Timmy awoke and felt very off. He looked down half expecting to see his crippled legs again but instead was horrified to see he had not just to legs but six! He cried as he woke up in his bed. Completely dumbstruck that it was all a dream. “That’s the last time I smoke before bed”, said Timmy with a half smile.