Mistakes were made

It had seemed like a great idea at the time. The fuzzy balls she had gotten from the charming glowman in the big coat smelled really nice, and when they got wet, they seemed to go fizzy. So it made sense, or so she had thought to take them down to the beach and to try and catch some of what came off them in a nice, relaxing bath. She could even admit, it felt like a weight was falling away from her.

Too late, she realised just what that weight was.

It wasn’t until she was climbing onto the beach, and the breeze cut into her skin that she thought to look back at herself. Bile rose in her throat and she began to twist and scream, gulls taking flight as she spotted her once beautiful tail being dragged out to sea as the next wave formed further out. Her back legs were hairless too, and so were her front. Nothing but her quills stood out along her back and she screamed again, pulling a paw up over her head to find all that fur missing too. She was alternating between dry heaving, screaming and crying. She looked like a MONSTER! and she collapsed into the sand, wailing loudly. Nobody could see her like this! She would DIE from the shame of it!

Modesty had to find somewhere to hide, surely her screaming would have caught someones attention. Maybe if she dragged herself further up the beach she could find a bush to die under.

“Speech.”