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He tried to pull away, but his hand felt heavy, almost liquid. He watched in a mix of terror and fascination as his fingers tapered, his knuckles smoothing out into delicate, pale points. The transformation climbed his arm like a slow-moving tide. His flannel sleeve suddenly felt cavernous, the heavy wool becoming a burden as his shoulders narrowed and sloped.

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Clothes usually transform along with the person to match their new identity. He tried to pull away, but his hand