| It had been an ordinary Monday. Meggan swore someone had been following her; perhaps watching her. She felt like she was going to combust from within. She didn't know what was happening to her. Part of her felt like it was dying. It wasn't until later in the night that she woke up from bed in pain. An excruciating pain, yet pleasurable at the same time. Something had happened to her. Something... wonderful?
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Meggan wasn't sure what it was, but she felt more energetic than ever before. And hungry. Hungry... for something. She gazed down at Dillon, drool easing from her lips.
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| Dillon was happy to see his Mommy, but she looked really, really sick. Then he saw the fangs protruding from her mouth, and Dillon wanted to scream. Mommy has become a monster! Dillon tried to scream, but something was holding his voice back. He... couldn't. Everything felt okay now. That was odd, Dillon thought.
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Meggan noticed it too. She thought Dillon was going to scream, but she only thought about him being quiet and at peace. It worked! Where did this power come from, she wondered. She turned to look at her husband. What does Marlon really like in life? The answers became clear in her mind as if she just opened a book and read them.
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| Meggan smiled. This change within her was extraordinary! She chuckled to herself. He doesn't spend enough time with me, she thought. She directed her mind towards Marlon and commanded that he think about her more. There was no response from her husband, but she knew the connection was successful. There was no doubt.
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She was still very tired, so she went back to bed. Her husband was looking quite tasty. An odd thought, that. No matter. Sleep tight, my dear.
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