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Having a Taurian Moon is the worse curse placed on me. Tommorrow I don't just turn into a man but (gasp!)...a businessman!!! I always lock myself into a bank vault so that no one will get hurt.|
First I can sense when the full moon is rising and the Vital Transformation begins. I start to tingle, then a cramp ruptures through my intestines. My skin starts to rip away from the muscle, sweat is running from every pore, my nose starts to bleed, and the marrow in my bones liquefies. I scream and I scream but no one will act to help me. Then I look down at my body and
"Oh my god!" I've grown a preppie tie!!!
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