[Emily timed her own drink with him eating the cake. She was unwilling to stand around waiting to see what effects it has on him. She may have chickened out if she had done so -- or that was what she told herself at least.
It gripped her seconds later like a raging fire running through her veins. Pain. White-hot and eerily family. Her hands moved almost reflexively to paw at her stomach but instead she ended up simply wrapping her arms around her middle and bowing in upon herself with only the sound of a hissed out breath rising from her.
It seemed to drag on for hours though realistically she knew it couldn't be that long. When the pain finally began to ebb away, she could finally voice a groan that spoke of aching muscles and a throbbing head.]
Horrible.
[She barely managed to heave the word out in a breath, turning her gaze upward and letting the next shock of the day wash over her.]
cw: body horror
It gripped her seconds later like a raging fire running through her veins. Pain. White-hot and eerily family. Her hands moved almost reflexively to paw at her stomach but instead she ended up simply wrapping her arms around her middle and bowing in upon herself with only the sound of a hissed out breath rising from her.
It seemed to drag on for hours though realistically she knew it couldn't be that long. When the pain finally began to ebb away, she could finally voice a groan that spoke of aching muscles and a throbbing head.]
Horrible.
[She barely managed to heave the word out in a breath, turning her gaze upward and letting the next shock of the day wash over her.]
What-- the dollhouse...
[It's huge.]