TRANSMOGRIFICATION CAN BE FUN, or, WHO NEEDS JENNY CRAIG?

by Cyan

Egon stared in horror at the spreading puddle of goo.

"Ray?! What have you done?"

"Egon? I'll be out in a sec. Just have to get dressed."

The cardboard box shook from side to side. A rumpled Ray emerged.

Egon felt his heart begin to beat once more.

"Raymond. I thought we'd discussed this. Transmogrification is an unexact science at best. I thought you had agreed to dismantle that, that…device. It's entirely too dangerous."

"Aww, Egon." Ray plucked idly at his jumpsuit. His very baggy jumpsuit. "Looks like I didn't quite get the mass ratios right during that last shift..." 


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