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Angela's clothes were suddenly backing off from their robe-like state. In fact, they were getting shorter. So was her boney body for that matter! Pigtails hung from her hood, tied with bone-shaped bows. Her bangs resembled twin scythes. She immediately thought of little Death-Anne Benson, the reaper girl she babysat not long ago. Now, all she could think of was her mommy setting up a play date with Death-Anne after school!

THE END ...or is it?

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Description
Angela's clothes were suddenly backing off from their robe-like state. In fact, they were getting shorter. So was her boney body for that matter! Pigtails hung from her hood, tied with bone-shaped bows. Her bangs resembled twin scythes. She immediately thought of little Death-Anne Benson, the reaper girl she babysat not long ago. Now, all she could think of was her mommy setting up a play date with Death-Anne after school!

THE END ...or is it?

Back to previous page: Angela's Magic Lesson - Cloaking Demise

Back to START: mr-dna.deviantart.com/art/Ange…

*Your votes in the comments are nice and all, but this is a commission-based chain. See START or the Journal for details.