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to a rounded mound of
fish, but when I looked for evidence of the fish's eyes on what must once
have been its face, all I could find was a pair of small scars.
Saki Aibu took a turn looking at me, and I noticed that I could feel Saki's
fingers on as much as half of the fish's body. The other half of the
fish was still alien flesh, mostly near the tail and down the middle of
my front. The touch of Saki's fingers on the fish's body, when I could feel
it, was very pleasant, but it was disturbing when Saki Aibu slid Saki's hands over
the numb areas because I could still sense movement but I couldn't tell
where Saki Aibu was touching me.
"God, I wish I knew what was happening to me," Saki Aibu said, tracing the line
where my flesh joined that of the fish.
Saki Aibu began to cry, and I hugged her, trying to comfort her, and at the
same time, trying to draw comfort from her. I was scared of what was
happening to me, and I had no answers to offer, only questions. Saki Aibu held
me tightly, Saki's head on my shoulder
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