Anna recoiled back, hand to her mouth. She was gagging, tears coming down her eyes. Whatever shock she had felt at being kissed was gone, replaced by disgust and fear.
The girl looked better than a moment ago - gone were the bags under her eyes and, in all honesty, she was wearing clothes now. She simply looked fresh. However, everything was wrong about her. The girl had suddenly developed a bobcut, one that looked plastic and unmovable, as if wasn't really hair but something less organic. Her eyes looked like hers, but instead of regular eyes they were more feral, frantic - too much white showed and the pupils were... they just looked wrong. Her lips were coloured like Anna's, a deep red like a rose, but the colour didn't look put on but rather as if it were under the skin. Actually, Anna could see tendrils around the edges of the mouth, and those tendrils were moving, slowly, as if they were their own creature. Those tendrils were everywhere! The tights the girl had worn were still there, but where the seams ended they just melted under the girl's skin, turning into black and red tendrils moving up and down her torso all the way to her bare shoulders. Those coloured tendrils moved under the girl's skin. The sight was disturbing and disgusting.
Anna recoiled back, nearly being sick all over herself at the sight.
