The Toy Giraffe begins to morph into a beast. It appears freakishly menacing in its half evolved state which terrifies the woman.

The beast is no longer a domesticated pull along toy at the mercy of the woman's improvisation and will. It is now turning into flesh and bone. It looks down onto the woman and grins ghoulishly. Their positions are reversed. The women shrinks beneath its presence afraid and confused. What has she began? What has she created? Her aspirations for something to continually nurture for her own satisfaction are shattered. The toy is growing up with ideas of its own.

 

 

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