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What about me?

Cindy sat quietly for a few minutes, then resumed talking.
“It’s going to sound stupid, but feeling them fighting, inside my stomach? It triggered an orgasm.”
“Cindy, you snuffed out two human lives, for God’s sake, and ran risk of destroying another two, myself included, yet all you can think about is of you having an orgasm, and taking a few days off from work while your body shrinks back to your ‘normal’ dimensions?
“What about me? Now I know your secret. If I try to leave, will you let me run away like that other guy? Or are you going to stop me? Are you going to have me join Jeremy and Fiona as part of your body cell makeup? Oh, my God! What if you need a blood test, or get a DNA testing? Are they going to show up in some CSI lab?
“Holy Shit, Cindy! Just by knowing about Jeremy and Fiona, I’ve been forced into this untenable conspiracy. Do I have to move away and change my name for witness protection, or are you just going to swallow me? Again, I might emphasize? This time on a one way voyage?”

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