Malu--------------Maxtrix
Proxy
The Inn they had chosen for this little reunion was quiet and quaint--perfect for four old friend who hadn't seen each other in a long time. Those from the Disillusioned Estates had chosen adjoining rooms to make it feel more like home and to keep the atmosphere more family friendly. Proxy had, by accident, left the adjoining door unlocked.
The man slid open a lime green eye after feeling himself being watched. There, in his room hovering over him, stood a much more frail man pulling nervously at black dreadlocks. Both eyes snapped open and Proxy jumped from his bed, grabbing a pillow to cover himself more properly only to find he felt...more exposed than before. Looking down the answer became quite clear...the man had gone to bed in pajama pant and shirtless but now he found himself in desperate need of a bra. The pillow flew to his chest and Proxy let out a true, screaming howl that was truly ear-piercing in his newfound body.
"You too? That makes me feel a little better..."
"Malu?" Proxy asked breathlessly at the fully clothed man, still clutching the pillow to his very voluptuous chest. "What the hell is going on?" The smaller man shrugged, the shirt hanging off of him oddly. The voice that came out was still soft but cracking like that of a boy going through puberty.
"I was hoping you would know," Malu relied, "That this is some...joke curse from one of your girlfriends or something..." From behind Malu, another small woman walked through the door with arms crossed to cover herself.
"I don't care who did it, but they had better undo it fast!"
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