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August 1st, 2024. 12:09 PM
August 1st 2024. 4:30 PM
August 2nd 2024 11:18 AM
August 2nd 2024 4:49 PM
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August 5th 2024 2:07 AM
Good day, my name is Emmet Williamson. I am an independent scientist located deep within Texas, that way no one can bother me or my wife in our experiments. This log has two purposes; firstly, to document the results of my latest experiment: The Morphing Injection. It’s a daily injection that I’m developing that ideally will transform one’s body into their ideal form…if all goes well, I could mass-produce this and distribute it. Anyone suffering from gender dysphoria, or any other dysmorphic condition could have a quicker, easier, and cheaper option to hormone treatment. Therians could finally be the animals they always, truly were.
Now for the second purpose of this log: Preservation. I fear that since this vaccine is in such an experimental state, I may fully lose my identity during the transformation process. With this log, whoever, or whatever I turn into should be able to realize my goals and pick up where I left off.
Anyway, yes, I’m going to be testing the vaccine on myself first, and if it succeeds, my wife has agreed to be the next test subject. I’ll take the first injection right after I save this entry.
August 1st 2024. 4:30 PM
It’s only been four hours, but I can already notice changes in my body. My hair has just about changed completely, it’s grown into a ponytail style, and the front of it seems to have grown thick and tuft-like. Along with that, it’s also a striking purple color now. This is all for now, I will update when more changes occur.
August 2nd 2024 11:18 AM
I woke up to find that my skin had been overtaken by a thin but soft pelt of black fur. I appear to be turning into an animal of some sort. This is worrying. I may end up transforming into a feral animal and thus be unable to continue my experiments…I am crossing my fingers that doesn’t happen. If anything, this fur does feel rather nice.
August 2nd 2024 4:49 PM
My face has been aching all day. I’ve refrained from taking any pain medication as it may interfere with the changes to my body. But dear God it’s getting harder and harder to not do so. The pain is just about unbearable. My wife is getting increasingly concerned for my wellbeing.
August 2nd 2024 9:59 PM
The pain has stopped, and I’ve learned why it was happening to begin with. My face had been extending entirely. It’s grown into a vulpine snout, and it the growth of which ended up going unnoticed until dinner earlier, where my wife pointed it out. My hands don’t seem to be changing at all, but I won’t hold my breath.
August 3rd 2024 4:04 AM
I woke in the middle of the night from my entire body aching. I can’t even tell what’s changing now, or what’s changing next. I tried to go back to sleep but the pain kept me up, so I just decided to go ahead and get up. I managed to perceive that my fur has grown thicker as well, and my fingernails have grown into short claws. There may be something else as well, but I’m too sleepy to notice it. May try to sleep again.
August 3rd 2024 4:20 AM
I say that, then I immediately notice something new having changed. This time it was my ears. They’ve migrated to the top of my head and have taken on a more triangular shape. They’re just as fluffy as the rest of me, too. One thing I can say is that it’s obvious that the transformative elements of this vaccine work. Although I will certainly need to work out the pain of the transformations for obvious reasons.
August 3rd 2024 9:09 AM
The pain has died down finally, but that has brought with it a whole new wave of concerning effects. I feel very scatterbrained, to the point where I can’t work on any of my side-experiments because I forget what I’m doing. I knew this was a danger of using the vaccine on myself, but that doesn’t ease my fear at all. On a lighter note, I’ve been overtaken by a sudden, extremely strong urge to watch the children’s TV show known as Ben Ten. I’ve never watched the show but I may do so today. It’ll take my mind off my fears for a while.
August 3rd 2024 1:34 PM
when alien device did word it did and stuck itself upon its wrist with secrets that ahead now he's got superpowers he's no ordinary kid he's been 10
August 3rd 2024 4:22 PM
Please ignore that entry, I accidentally turned on Voice-To-Text while singing along with the Ben 10 theme song.
August 4th 2024 12:30 AM
I’ve given up on sleeping. The anxiety of losing my identity, and the returning pain of my physical changes render me unable to sleep. On the topic of changes, my feet have changed now. They’ve apparently grown into fox paws while I was trying to sleep, complete with paw-padding and claws. I was unable to put on my shoes when I got out of bed, so I elected to just walk around barefoot. I’ll have to get a bigger pair of shoes eventually.
August 4th 2024 6:56 AM
Tried to sleep, failed. Tried to work, failed. My head just feels so fuzzy in both the metaphorical and literal sense. I can barely keep ahold of my train of thought before it derails into something else. My memories are starting to grow duller as well. I’m having trouble remembering my own name and details of my own life. I know my wife though…but sometimes I don’t remember her as she is. I remember her under a different name and even a different species. If there’s one good thing I can say about this, it’s that I seem to be retaining my sapience, as well as a general human shape. I’m tired. I want to go to sleep. I should check on my daughter.
August 4th 2024 7:00 AM
I don’t have a daughter.
August 4th 2024 7:02 AM
Don’t I?
August 4th 2024 7:03 AM
I can’t remember. My head hurts.
August 4th 2024 7:05 AM
My hands are shaking. I feel like I’m becoming detached from my own body.
August 4th 2024 7:30
I go back and forth on whether or not this was a good idea. But I suppose sacrifice is always necessary for science. If my identity has to be lost for thousands to attain the identity they have always dreamed of, then so be it.
August 5th 2024 8:59 PM
This may be the last ever log written by me. I have been unable to do anything all day. I can feel that my mind is on the verge of breaking entirely. I can’t remember what my name was without looking at my first log first.
As for physical changes, I’ve grown a fluffy tail, which helps tremendously with balance. My paws were rather clumsy before, but I’ve gotten used to walking around on them. It took a while to get used to the sensation of paw pads on the ground, but I’ve done it. Perhaps I should be nervous about that, given it means that my previous identity is fading away more and more, but I have made peace with it. The vaccine is a success, and that’s what matters. I can only hope my wife and whoever I become can work out the flaws in the design.
I don’t even recognize myself in the mirror anymore, my body has become so alien. But oddly, there’s a part of me that feels at home in my body, like I always was this form.
That’s another thing, ‘my’ body. Whoever looks back at me in the mirror isn’t Emmet Williamson. It’s Chujin. Yes, that’s the name. It suddenly came to me. Briefly I registered it as my name, but no. I’m going to hold onto my mind for as long as I can before I fully slip away. At least until I can finish this entry.
That’s all I suppose. This is goodbye from me. I know the moment I hit save, my resolve will break, and I’ll be gone forever.
I’m stalling at this point. This is farewell from, and for Emmet Williamson.
August 5th 2024 9:43 PM
This is Chujin. I regret to inform you that Emmet Williamson no longer exists. He is me now. I have gone through all of the previous entries, and I have decided to honor his sacrifice and carry on his experiment where he left off. For now though I need to go to bed. I’ll have some explaining to do to Emmet’s wife in the morning.
August 5th 2024 2:07 AM
so if you see him you might be in for a big surprise he'll turn into an alien before your very eyes he's slimy creepy fast and strong he's every shape and size he's been 10
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