Of Lambs and Monsters.
Of Lambs and Monsters.
NOTE:
This is basically what you might call a 'weird' type of story as it based on a Quora question, and as such it is not to everyone's taste but it does involve perspective and seeing what it is like to be viewed as a 'monster' by others. The Trump transformation is portrayed to be as grotesque and painful as possible as a nod to Body Horror/Transformation Horror movies and scenes. The Quora question being 'You wake up one morning to find you are Donald Trump..what do you do?".
Also it is based on a dream I had in which my character was cursed by someone into becoming Trump after hitting him in the head with a golf-club, which is also used in the story when Dawn confronts the person responsible for the transformation. Also another element in the story based on the dream is the 'Pizza Hut' logo thing, which was basically a 'Full Moon' type trigger for the transformation in the dream this story is based on.
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The word 'monster' is used a lot when defining something that scares us, whether it be a creature from a movie or someone who is relatively normal but acts in morally questionable ways, a monster is physically and mentally detestable and an aberration in appearance and behavior, the word monster is generally associated with the concept of evil both in thought and action. Normal people who behave in reprehensible ways are also refered to as 'monsters'. Fear plays a big part in this. Because there is always something that we fear or view as the 'monster'.
A lot of it has to do with two different benefactors, the first to do with the other side...as in the other people, the other country, the other species, the other political party, the other team, the other group, the other family...whatever the other side is , we think they are scary and frightening and view them as 'the monsters'. The other has to do with our own madness, our darksides and inner demons.
Some people of course have more demons inside them than others, take Donald Trump for instance, yet there seems to be more to him than just being a tyrannical real life boogieman so to speak, after all no one is entirely evil, there is good in everyone. Nathan was one of those people that was desperate to find the good in someone like him but couldn't, because of the proverbial smog that emitted from him.
"Don't you think your Trump jokes are overkill?"
"Overkill? There is no such thing as overkill when it's Trump.."
"But you're being too harsh on him, he's NOT that bad.."
"Not that bad? Saying Donald Trump is not that bad is like saying that Silence Of The Lambs is only a 'little scary'. Or like saying that Trinity from Dexter is only a 'little messed up'. He's Trump for pete's sake..who knows what things he's capable of."
"But he's not as horrifying as you're making him out to be."
"Yeah right and I am sure that Ed Gein was a nice guy that just had a peculiar habit of collecting body-parts. What's next? Are you going to say that Freddy Krueger is a total sweetheart that loves kids instead of killing them?"
"But..."
"I gave the orange monstrosity a chance but he is incapable of redeeming himself."
"I think you'll find that there is a heart behind all that orange guck."
"Really? I don't see it."
"Well look harder.."
"Nope, still can't see it..."
"You just don't know what it feels to be in his shoes.."
"Au contrare I do and it's not nice."
"Why?"
"His body is so awkward and clumsy...so hard to move around in."
"But surely it isn't that bad..."
"Being Trump literally IS like being like my own arch enemy."
"Your own arch enemy?"
"Because he IS my arch enemy and it brings out the worst in me. I can't stand being in that form and being like that...he frightens me when he's mad. And he frightens me in general...he's scarier than my regular monstrous self."
"Just give him a chance.."
"I already did..."
"I know all about you and Dawn...isn't she also like Trump?"
"No..she is not...she never will be."
"But she is..."
"You really think that the two of them are alike? Forget it, i'm not gonna waste my time on you. If you are going to keep on acting like Trump shouldn't get hunted down and chased by an angry mob as if he was a monster in an old horror movie..so be it. But leave Bellwether alone please."
He couldn't take any more of the conversation and left, knowing that anything else would be wasted on the person he was talking to, he wasn't about to go soft on Trump or his supporters anytime soon. He stood by what he said and he said what needed to be said before running off with Dawn, a few hours later though he was trying to relax when he found himself losing concentration, this was due to not being able to get what that man had said to him, and it was eating away at him mentally.
Dawn hurried over to help him and comfort him, telling him it was going to be alright but he just couldn't help but think of everything that man had said, he cried as he did so, as a result he started having visions, visions which were made to look like an old Universal monster movie with a swarm of angry citizens chasing after him and Dawn. He shivered as he could hear the chants echoing in his mind.
"There they are, those are the monsters...get them!"
"No, please no..."
"Those monsters have terrorized us for long enough...it's time to slay them.."
"No, don't slay us..."
In the visions, the two of them ran from the angry civilians, with absolutely no one to help them it seemed that they were going to be hunted down like well...monsters and they were most certainly doomed, but luckily they did find a place to hide. They found themselves a safe spot near the nearest cafe. But upon looking through the windows they discovered something truly horrifying, their reflections weren't of their regular selves, they didn't even recognize themselves.
Dawn's was of a grotesque, monstrous, demonic version of herself with horns and tattoos and glowing eyes sporting a creepy slasher type smile...she gasped in horror at it and was horrified and perplexed...was THIS how most people saw her? Was this how villain haters saw her? She didn't know exactly but it was freaking her out.
"Dawn?"
"Nathan..."
"Is this...you? But it's so...so...horrifying. Dawn, your face!"
She turned around and let out a terrified scream when she saw that this monstrous form was what she had been somehow turned into, all the grotesque features and the sharp teeth, this was what she was at the moment and she didn't know how, she cried heavily and covered her face with her hoof-hands.
"No...no...no....no...."
"It's alright Dawn, i'm here."
"Is this what i've become? Is this what they think I am? Do they perceive me as being like this? I don't know but it's scaring me. It's scaring me a whole lot...that people think of me as being like this."
"There there...it's alright...'
"Is it? I don't think so...why are these people after us? Why do they think that we are monsters? We didn't do anything wrong so why are they chasing us? And why do they want to hunt us down?"
"I don 't know either..."
He comforted her and tried to get her to calm down, that was until he caught the sight of his own reflection. His reflection - much like Dawn's, wasn't his own...instead there was a 6'2 and 236lb man with a slight tan but not quite orangish complexion, hair that was fluffed up and a platinum blonde color, bushy eyebrows that were the same color as his hair, icy blue eyes and a business suit with a red tie that appeared to be longer than most ties. His hands...were also significantly larger.
"Nathan..."
Feeling his own face, he panicked when he saw that he resembled the reflection as well, he panicked even more when he saw who that reflection was, he screamed a few times and tried to close his eyes. He took a deep breath and then screeched once more after finding that the voice that came out of his mouth wasn't his. From what he could see, he..resembled Trump, and sounded like him.
"I'm....Trump? No...no...this can't be..."
"Nathan...are you alright?"
"This can't be...i'm not like this...i'm nothing like him.."
"Of course you're not, you're nice..."
"Is this how they see me? Do they see me as THIS? This abomination?"
He couldn't believe that this how the people saw him, the fact they saw him as Trump because of how he defended Dawn frequently - who mind you was also unfairly viewed as being like Trump as well, he shrieked several times as the two of them made a run for it, heading out through an alleyway and making their escape.
The vision ended and Nathan awoke from it completely normal, still unable to understand what exactly happened or how the two of them became what their reflections were or why they were being chased. He was very confused by this and tried his best to ignore the man from before's words, knowing that he probably was insane like the rest of the people that had chastised the two of them.
As hard as he tried though, there was just one thing he couldn't ignore and that thing was the pain that was starting to jolt through his body, he could hear it too - various snaps and crunches, like his body was about to undergo a painful transformation. The pain started off mild at first but became more intense as his heartbeat rapidly increased. He panted and grunted several times as he felt the pain increasing, making him clutch his stomach as he groaned in agony.
His skin started to bubble a bit as his imperfections were sucked up one by one, his skintone in general slowly glistening and taking on a peach-tan color as the former continuously bubbled, several groans and cracks were heard as his body started expanding, his chest and torso ballooning up a bit and make it feel like he was going to go all Mr Creosote, his stomach was also following suit as several cracks were heard. His blue button up shirt slowly tearing apart as his arms expanded with a crunching sound.
He cried several times as the pain intensified, groaning as the aforementioned blue button up shirt tore apart to reveal a business suit growing underneath it and fusing with his body, even going so far as going down his legs as his jeans were covered by the pants of the suit and his legs broadened with a snap and his feet enlarged, his black boots slowly reforming into a pair of shoes that went with his suit. Dawn hurried to his aid, holding on to him as she comforted him.
"Noooo...ugh...nooo...this hurts so much.."
"Nathan! It's alright, it's alright..."
"No it's not...this is so horrifying...so painful."
Sobbing several times as his body continued to alter, pain jolting through it even more as his back broadened with a sickeningly scrunching sound, he groaned out in anguish as the changes progressed, luckily though he knew he could just change back, so he tried to concentrate on what his normal self looked like and focused, attempting a few times to morph back to normal and while he did succeed a few times, his morphing powers started losing control and he morphed back and forth between his normal self and his current form, he panicked as this happened.
He panicked even more once his shoulders broadened with a loud crunching sound, his neckline extending a bit with a cricking sound as he slowly elevated in height to 6'2, he also now weighed 236lbs of not quite fat and not quite muscle either, but still bulk nonetheless and he grunted as he looked up at her. There was a pumping sound in his ears but that was natural, what wasn't natural though was the tugging sensation in his scalp as his hair slowly stretched and fluffed up, tiny platinum yellowish hairs fusing with the brown ones and eventually overcoming them, turning his hair from brown to platinum blonde as his hairstyle in general fluffed up a bit more. Making it look like he either had a combover or it was just the style in general.
There was a slight skin-bubbling type sensation that made him feel like air bladders, like the ones used for old school practical fx and monster transformations were pumping and contorting his face, like a ghostly makeup effects artist was using invisible air bladders to alter his visage. His brow popped out a bit to became a bit more prononuced, as his eyebrows thickened and turned blonde to go with his hair. Indeed it did feel like to him that invisible air bladders were pumping and rippling their way around with his face, altering and contorting it in various grotesque ways.
His eyes widened as they turned from dark brown to icy blue, his nose broadened a little bit with a slight crunch as his lips slowly began to inflate a bit and pucker, turning a light shade of pinkish in color as his cheekbones sharpened with a crunching sound, his horrified/pained expression slowly contorting itself into a pseudo-snarl of sorts. He groaned as his jawline broadened and his features warped and contorted. Closing his eyes, he was hoping this was just a bad dream or vision and that he would wake up as his normal self - he was hoping that this wasn't real and he would have done anything not to experience this.
But alas, this was real and he couldn't do anything about it...feeling his face and then looking in the mirror, he let out a pained yell of fright and anguish as his features shifted again with a crack, this time altering even more, until he couldn't recognize himself, in fact he didn't even look like his normal self...his appearance, was more akin....to Trump's. He resembled Trump now more than he did his regular self, in fact he was a dead ringer for 90's/2000's era Donald Trump and it was very disturbing to him.
True, he had been turning into him before but most of the times he could easily turn back to his normal form, except of course for the first time it happened, in the case of that he had to wait a couple of hours or more in order for the effects and the transformation to wear off since he recalled that one being accidental as the result of drinking Trump's blood, then again...it was also by accident, he declined to do it but Trump was so insistant on getting in on the vampire action that he wanted him to drink his blood. The blood in general wasn't too bad tasting but had hazardus effects on his morphing powers.
In addition to this he did remember making a quip about what Trump's blood was made of, especially of making a reference to the movie 'Freaked' and the Zygrot24 serum that Elijah Skuggs used to transform people into freaks for his 'freak farm'. Speaking of mutations, that was what he viewed being Trump as being like, a horrible grotesque, painful, nightmarish mutation that was considered the most embarrassing transformation he had ever undergone. So much so that he brought it up a couple of times on his webshow 'The Shapeshifter Show' and described it as being really awkward to try and move around while in that form.
Which to him was both painful for him mentally and physically. Because well as he mentioned earlier on, being Trump was LITERALLY like being his own worst enemy, since well..Trump WAS and always would be his worst enemy. He groaned a few more times, his voice deepening and gruffening as it warped and contorted, grizzling up and developing a New York accent. His voice no longer was his own...it was Trump's.
He feared that he would be losing his mind and usual personality next but surprisingly both of them stayed intact, the former in particular since like most people he knew that ol Goldfish Face didn't exactly go full on 'Monster Mode' until 2015 and last year. The reason he described Trump's attitude during the eras of 2015 and 2016 as 'monster mode' was because that was him at his absolutely most monstrous. He sighed a little with relief as his transformation was completed, he was Trump mostly in appearance and voice but still himself mind-wise and personality-wise.
"Phew that was horrifying...thank goodness it's over..."
"Is that you in there Nathan?"
"Yes, Dawn it is..."
"But...you look and sound like Trump..."
"I know..."
"It must have had something to do with that man you talked to earlier..."
"Yeah, now that you mention it...yeah."
"Maybe...that man did it as some kind of cruel joke."
"Or maybe just maybe it's a curse."
"A curse?"
"Yeah, like the one in Stephen King's Thinner."
"Oh...what happened?"
"The movie got generally negative reviews and one book stated that the failure of the movie was due to the mean-spirited nature and not a single character being redeemable or likable and yet it was still shown alongside Michael Jackson's short film 'Ghosts'."
"No I mean in the movie itself...what happened?"
"Well...Robert John Burke plays an overweight lawyer who accidentally runs over this elderly gypsy woman who puts a curse on him. That curse being 'Thinner' and he falls victim to it..and he well...loses weight, and he keeps losing weight no matter how much he eats. So basically like him, I am cursed..."
"Did anyone else get cursed?"
"Well his friend slowly grew scales on his body and another one developed boils and then
committed suicide, yep...that guy obviously couldn't take being cursed. The lawyer though did find a way to fix things, he did find a way to reverse his own curse by giving it over to someone else, of course it's with a pie.."
"So this man has cursed you..."
"Yes, very much so..."
"But why? You haven't done anything wrong, you were just speaking your mind. That's a little odd that he cursed you despite not doing anything bad. I mean you were pretty much telling him how you felt..."
"Maybe there is a way to find out..."
"I guess I could go and confront him about this."
Dawn sighed as she walked off, she decided to go and talk to the man who had cursed him and turned him into the orange monster that was now in the place of her best friend, running through the garden and off through the woods and into the street. When she got around the corner, she spotted the man from earlier.
"Excuse me mister..."
"Oh...hello there Dawn..."
"There's something I have to talk to you about..."
"Okay...what is it?"
"It's about what happened earlier..."
"Oh you mean what happened between me and your friend. By the way, how is he?"
"How is he? How is HE? He's been turned into Donald Trump."
"Hmmm...the curse I placed on him worked."
"So you're the one who put that curse on him. You monster!"
"Yes..."
"Why did you do it? What is your reason for this? Surely you must have some reason why you did this to him. Come on tell me...what is the reason why you did this and what were you thinking?"
"You really want to know?"
"Yes...I do. Because I know there must be some reason behind this madness."
"Very well...the reason I put the curse on him was because of his Trump jokes, how much he disagreed with me and said that Trump was stupid and also mainly because he hit Trump in the head with a golf-club."
"Really? That's your reason? Oh...it's not the fact he spoke his mind to you and made jokes about your precious 'president' but the fact that he hit him on the head with a golf-club of all things, really? That's a pretty stupid reason. I mean Trump getting hit in the head with a golfclub is enough for you to go all 'Chicken Chicken' on my friend? That is the stupidest explanation i've ever heard."
"Yeah...that's why I did it.."
"My gosh that is the stupidest reason to curse someone that i've ever heard. And also..really? THAT was what made you curse my friend and turn him into the man I unfairly get compared to? That was really stupid."
"Well..."
"What do you have to say for yourself, mister? I'm ashamed of you. If that was me I would have hit Trump with something much heavier than a golf-club. You should be ashamed about what you did."
"But..."
"But nothing, what you did was truly shameful and you have to fix this."
"Well I could but he's the thing, he has to spend the entire night as Trump..."
"WHAT?"
"Sorry, but he does...it's in the rules. My 'Trumped Up' curse has rules that state that the victim has to spend the majority of the night they are affected by the particular curse as Trump until the curse itself powers down."
"How long will that take?"
"Usually around 8-10 hours in some cases, or in his case just the entire night up until morning, and then after that since he still has his morphing powers the curse should power down a bit before then and he'll be back to normal."
"That's unfair..."
"I know you think it's a little bit unfair but that's the rules.."
"Well....is there a way to make it so he can turn back to normal if he wants to?"
"Since he still has his shapeshifting abilities, yes. But remember, he's still prone to the curse. He will get to have a bit of time as himself for a couple of hours but then turn into Trump again and stay like that for the remaining hours."
"That's a little better but I don't think he'll be able to put up with being stuck that way for the remaining few hours after the hours he's morphed back to himself. Surely there must be a way to negate it somehow."
"Well yes...there is, and he can spend a bit more time as himself, but of course there's a catch to it, morning through afternoon to late evening, he can be himself but during the late evening/night-time hours he'll have to go back to being Trumpty. Oh and he'll also find himself becoming Trumpty if he sees the 'Pizza Hut' logo."
"The Pizza Hut logo?"
"Trump was in a Pizza Hut ad, you see."
"I know that...but is there a way to reverse this..."
"I would tell you but you probably wouldn't like it.."
"What?"
"Well...he was to apologize for those Trump jokes and apologize for hitting him on the head, oh and he has to apologize to Trump personally on Twitter for all those comments he said about him."
"The first one isn't likely going to happen anytime soon and the second..well...Trump should have watched where he was going. Thirdly...are you nuts? There is no way he is going to do that either."
"Oh well...I guess he's stuck like that.."
"Any other ways?"
"Well...you could pull a Frog Princess...that probably would work."
"You mean kiss him?"
"Yes..."
"I would have to kiss him while he is stuck as Trump in order to turn him back to normal? Eeeew! I don't want to kiss him while he's stuck like that. He's my best friend and everything but I wouldn't want to go near him when he's stuck in Trump form. It's bad enough I get compared to Trump himself but now I have to be keep being paired up with him as well? No thanks."
"Sorry but that's the only other option I can think of."
"Oh well...I guess I am gonna have to figure this out myself. You've been of no help to me, goodbye and I hope that you get punished for this behavior. You really should be ashamed of what you've done, you know."
She walked off before making her way back to Nathan's place, shaking her head in disaproval as she saw that man who put the curse on him. She was disgusted by his behavior and she wanted to help her friend out in anyway that she could, she couldn't stand to see him feel so down and out and wanted to assist him regarding his plight. Because even though her friend was now Trump in body and voice, he was still Nathan on the inside and she knew that for sure there would have to be a way to fix this.
Nathan sat there, sobbing a little and hiding in the shadows, hiding his transformed visage from the world, horrified at what or rather who he had turned to. Hoping that maybe just maybe there would be a way to reverse it. He gave a hopeful sigh as Dawn returned, sitting down on the bed.
"How did it go? What did you find out?"
"The man did this to you because of what you said and also for hitting Trump on the head with a golf-club. Which is really stupid by the way. I feel bad for you because of what happened, you clearly did nothing wrong but this foolish man overreacted and put a curse on you and now you're..."
"This big almost tangerine faced monstrosity?"
"Yes..I just hope that your shapeshifting powers still work."
"They do, or at least I think they do.."
"Good...because looks like you're going to be stuck with this curse for quite a while."
"Ugh..."
"But it's alright, I know that it's you in there."
"Thanks Dawn..."
"You're welcome..."
And with that he gave her a hug as she comforted him, helping him put with the curse he was stuck having for the next several hours, telling him that it was going to be okay and if he needed anything, all he had to do was ask. In addition to this, she worked hard on a way she could reverse it so that he wouldn't have to put up with being stuck the way he was, she went out of her way to help him.
As for what happened later, the man who put the curse on him did get his just desserts when his own curse backfired and turned on him, turning him into Trump completely and leaving him on his way without any magic. Nathan however, spent many nights with Dawn trying to figure out how to reverse the curse, he also spent most of his time hiding out of fear of being hunted down and viewed as a 'monster'.
Luckily though he still had his powers and could still turn back to himself anytime he wanted, but he did have to spend the next several nights in this form. That doesn't mean he would go easy on the jokes though, he still made jabs at Trump from time to time but then again...it's pretty much expected. After all, there are SOME cruel jokes that are actually useful, Trump jokes being one of those types.
Remember my friends, that not all monsters come from movies, mythology and tv...some monsters are indeed very real and are in plain sight, it's just that some people don't even realize it. Now what is the definition of a monster? Well as you know, the word 'monster' is used a lot when defining something that scares us, whether it be a creature from a movie or someone who is relatively normal but acts in morally questionable ways, a monster is physically and mentally detestable and an aberration in appearance and behavior, the word monster is generally associated with the concept of evil both in thought and action. Normal people who behave in reprehensible ways are also referred to as 'monsters'.
That my friends is what the word 'monster' means. We are sometimes perceived as 'monsters' ourselves by others or we may think of the 'others' as being monsters, be it the other family, the other species, the other race, the other political party, the other religion, the other team, the other group...the other side to speak, to us they are strange and we are scared to death of them. We need monsters and we need horror, because they are a way of dealing with our worst fears, basically rollercoasters of the soul. A means of confronting death without dying yourself.
NOTE:
This is basically what you might call a 'weird' type of story as it based on a Quora question, and as such it is not to everyone's taste but it does involve perspective and seeing what it is like to be viewed as a 'monster' by others. The Trump transformation is portrayed to be as grotesque and painful as possible as a nod to Body Horror/Transformation Horror movies and scenes. The Quora question being 'You wake up one morning to find you are Donald Trump..what do you do?".
Also it is based on a dream I had in which my character was cursed by someone into becoming Trump after hitting him in the head with a golf-club, which is also used in the story when Dawn confronts the person responsible for the transformation. Also another element in the story based on the dream is the 'Pizza Hut' logo thing, which was basically a 'Full Moon' type trigger for the transformation in the dream this story is based on.
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The word 'monster' is used a lot when defining something that scares us, whether it be a creature from a movie or someone who is relatively normal but acts in morally questionable ways, a monster is physically and mentally detestable and an aberration in appearance and behavior, the word monster is generally associated with the concept of evil both in thought and action. Normal people who behave in reprehensible ways are also refered to as 'monsters'. Fear plays a big part in this. Because there is always something that we fear or view as the 'monster'.
A lot of it has to do with two different benefactors, the first to do with the other side...as in the other people, the other country, the other species, the other political party, the other team, the other group, the other family...whatever the other side is , we think they are scary and frightening and view them as 'the monsters'. The other has to do with our own madness, our darksides and inner demons.
Some people of course have more demons inside them than others, take Donald Trump for instance, yet there seems to be more to him than just being a tyrannical real life boogieman so to speak, after all no one is entirely evil, there is good in everyone. Nathan was one of those people that was desperate to find the good in someone like him but couldn't, because of the proverbial smog that emitted from him.
"Don't you think your Trump jokes are overkill?"
"Overkill? There is no such thing as overkill when it's Trump.."
"But you're being too harsh on him, he's NOT that bad.."
"Not that bad? Saying Donald Trump is not that bad is like saying that Silence Of The Lambs is only a 'little scary'. Or like saying that Trinity from Dexter is only a 'little messed up'. He's Trump for pete's sake..who knows what things he's capable of."
"But he's not as horrifying as you're making him out to be."
"Yeah right and I am sure that Ed Gein was a nice guy that just had a peculiar habit of collecting body-parts. What's next? Are you going to say that Freddy Krueger is a total sweetheart that loves kids instead of killing them?"
"But..."
"I gave the orange monstrosity a chance but he is incapable of redeeming himself."
"I think you'll find that there is a heart behind all that orange guck."
"Really? I don't see it."
"Well look harder.."
"Nope, still can't see it..."
"You just don't know what it feels to be in his shoes.."
"Au contrare I do and it's not nice."
"Why?"
"His body is so awkward and clumsy...so hard to move around in."
"But surely it isn't that bad..."
"Being Trump literally IS like being like my own arch enemy."
"Your own arch enemy?"
"Because he IS my arch enemy and it brings out the worst in me. I can't stand being in that form and being like that...he frightens me when he's mad. And he frightens me in general...he's scarier than my regular monstrous self."
"Just give him a chance.."
"I already did..."
"I know all about you and Dawn...isn't she also like Trump?"
"No..she is not...she never will be."
"But she is..."
"You really think that the two of them are alike? Forget it, i'm not gonna waste my time on you. If you are going to keep on acting like Trump shouldn't get hunted down and chased by an angry mob as if he was a monster in an old horror movie..so be it. But leave Bellwether alone please."
He couldn't take any more of the conversation and left, knowing that anything else would be wasted on the person he was talking to, he wasn't about to go soft on Trump or his supporters anytime soon. He stood by what he said and he said what needed to be said before running off with Dawn, a few hours later though he was trying to relax when he found himself losing concentration, this was due to not being able to get what that man had said to him, and it was eating away at him mentally.
Dawn hurried over to help him and comfort him, telling him it was going to be alright but he just couldn't help but think of everything that man had said, he cried as he did so, as a result he started having visions, visions which were made to look like an old Universal monster movie with a swarm of angry citizens chasing after him and Dawn. He shivered as he could hear the chants echoing in his mind.
"There they are, those are the monsters...get them!"
"No, please no..."
"Those monsters have terrorized us for long enough...it's time to slay them.."
"No, don't slay us..."
In the visions, the two of them ran from the angry civilians, with absolutely no one to help them it seemed that they were going to be hunted down like well...monsters and they were most certainly doomed, but luckily they did find a place to hide. They found themselves a safe spot near the nearest cafe. But upon looking through the windows they discovered something truly horrifying, their reflections weren't of their regular selves, they didn't even recognize themselves.
Dawn's was of a grotesque, monstrous, demonic version of herself with horns and tattoos and glowing eyes sporting a creepy slasher type smile...she gasped in horror at it and was horrified and perplexed...was THIS how most people saw her? Was this how villain haters saw her? She didn't know exactly but it was freaking her out.
"Dawn?"
"Nathan..."
"Is this...you? But it's so...so...horrifying. Dawn, your face!"
She turned around and let out a terrified scream when she saw that this monstrous form was what she had been somehow turned into, all the grotesque features and the sharp teeth, this was what she was at the moment and she didn't know how, she cried heavily and covered her face with her hoof-hands.
"No...no...no....no...."
"It's alright Dawn, i'm here."
"Is this what i've become? Is this what they think I am? Do they perceive me as being like this? I don't know but it's scaring me. It's scaring me a whole lot...that people think of me as being like this."
"There there...it's alright...'
"Is it? I don't think so...why are these people after us? Why do they think that we are monsters? We didn't do anything wrong so why are they chasing us? And why do they want to hunt us down?"
"I don 't know either..."
He comforted her and tried to get her to calm down, that was until he caught the sight of his own reflection. His reflection - much like Dawn's, wasn't his own...instead there was a 6'2 and 236lb man with a slight tan but not quite orangish complexion, hair that was fluffed up and a platinum blonde color, bushy eyebrows that were the same color as his hair, icy blue eyes and a business suit with a red tie that appeared to be longer than most ties. His hands...were also significantly larger.
"Nathan..."
Feeling his own face, he panicked when he saw that he resembled the reflection as well, he panicked even more when he saw who that reflection was, he screamed a few times and tried to close his eyes. He took a deep breath and then screeched once more after finding that the voice that came out of his mouth wasn't his. From what he could see, he..resembled Trump, and sounded like him.
"I'm....Trump? No...no...this can't be..."
"Nathan...are you alright?"
"This can't be...i'm not like this...i'm nothing like him.."
"Of course you're not, you're nice..."
"Is this how they see me? Do they see me as THIS? This abomination?"
He couldn't believe that this how the people saw him, the fact they saw him as Trump because of how he defended Dawn frequently - who mind you was also unfairly viewed as being like Trump as well, he shrieked several times as the two of them made a run for it, heading out through an alleyway and making their escape.
The vision ended and Nathan awoke from it completely normal, still unable to understand what exactly happened or how the two of them became what their reflections were or why they were being chased. He was very confused by this and tried his best to ignore the man from before's words, knowing that he probably was insane like the rest of the people that had chastised the two of them.
As hard as he tried though, there was just one thing he couldn't ignore and that thing was the pain that was starting to jolt through his body, he could hear it too - various snaps and crunches, like his body was about to undergo a painful transformation. The pain started off mild at first but became more intense as his heartbeat rapidly increased. He panted and grunted several times as he felt the pain increasing, making him clutch his stomach as he groaned in agony.
His skin started to bubble a bit as his imperfections were sucked up one by one, his skintone in general slowly glistening and taking on a peach-tan color as the former continuously bubbled, several groans and cracks were heard as his body started expanding, his chest and torso ballooning up a bit and make it feel like he was going to go all Mr Creosote, his stomach was also following suit as several cracks were heard. His blue button up shirt slowly tearing apart as his arms expanded with a crunching sound.
He cried several times as the pain intensified, groaning as the aforementioned blue button up shirt tore apart to reveal a business suit growing underneath it and fusing with his body, even going so far as going down his legs as his jeans were covered by the pants of the suit and his legs broadened with a snap and his feet enlarged, his black boots slowly reforming into a pair of shoes that went with his suit. Dawn hurried to his aid, holding on to him as she comforted him.
"Noooo...ugh...nooo...this hurts so much.."
"Nathan! It's alright, it's alright..."
"No it's not...this is so horrifying...so painful."
Sobbing several times as his body continued to alter, pain jolting through it even more as his back broadened with a sickeningly scrunching sound, he groaned out in anguish as the changes progressed, luckily though he knew he could just change back, so he tried to concentrate on what his normal self looked like and focused, attempting a few times to morph back to normal and while he did succeed a few times, his morphing powers started losing control and he morphed back and forth between his normal self and his current form, he panicked as this happened.
He panicked even more once his shoulders broadened with a loud crunching sound, his neckline extending a bit with a cricking sound as he slowly elevated in height to 6'2, he also now weighed 236lbs of not quite fat and not quite muscle either, but still bulk nonetheless and he grunted as he looked up at her. There was a pumping sound in his ears but that was natural, what wasn't natural though was the tugging sensation in his scalp as his hair slowly stretched and fluffed up, tiny platinum yellowish hairs fusing with the brown ones and eventually overcoming them, turning his hair from brown to platinum blonde as his hairstyle in general fluffed up a bit more. Making it look like he either had a combover or it was just the style in general.
There was a slight skin-bubbling type sensation that made him feel like air bladders, like the ones used for old school practical fx and monster transformations were pumping and contorting his face, like a ghostly makeup effects artist was using invisible air bladders to alter his visage. His brow popped out a bit to became a bit more prononuced, as his eyebrows thickened and turned blonde to go with his hair. Indeed it did feel like to him that invisible air bladders were pumping and rippling their way around with his face, altering and contorting it in various grotesque ways.
His eyes widened as they turned from dark brown to icy blue, his nose broadened a little bit with a slight crunch as his lips slowly began to inflate a bit and pucker, turning a light shade of pinkish in color as his cheekbones sharpened with a crunching sound, his horrified/pained expression slowly contorting itself into a pseudo-snarl of sorts. He groaned as his jawline broadened and his features warped and contorted. Closing his eyes, he was hoping this was just a bad dream or vision and that he would wake up as his normal self - he was hoping that this wasn't real and he would have done anything not to experience this.
But alas, this was real and he couldn't do anything about it...feeling his face and then looking in the mirror, he let out a pained yell of fright and anguish as his features shifted again with a crack, this time altering even more, until he couldn't recognize himself, in fact he didn't even look like his normal self...his appearance, was more akin....to Trump's. He resembled Trump now more than he did his regular self, in fact he was a dead ringer for 90's/2000's era Donald Trump and it was very disturbing to him.
True, he had been turning into him before but most of the times he could easily turn back to his normal form, except of course for the first time it happened, in the case of that he had to wait a couple of hours or more in order for the effects and the transformation to wear off since he recalled that one being accidental as the result of drinking Trump's blood, then again...it was also by accident, he declined to do it but Trump was so insistant on getting in on the vampire action that he wanted him to drink his blood. The blood in general wasn't too bad tasting but had hazardus effects on his morphing powers.
In addition to this he did remember making a quip about what Trump's blood was made of, especially of making a reference to the movie 'Freaked' and the Zygrot24 serum that Elijah Skuggs used to transform people into freaks for his 'freak farm'. Speaking of mutations, that was what he viewed being Trump as being like, a horrible grotesque, painful, nightmarish mutation that was considered the most embarrassing transformation he had ever undergone. So much so that he brought it up a couple of times on his webshow 'The Shapeshifter Show' and described it as being really awkward to try and move around while in that form.
Which to him was both painful for him mentally and physically. Because well as he mentioned earlier on, being Trump was LITERALLY like being his own worst enemy, since well..Trump WAS and always would be his worst enemy. He groaned a few more times, his voice deepening and gruffening as it warped and contorted, grizzling up and developing a New York accent. His voice no longer was his own...it was Trump's.
He feared that he would be losing his mind and usual personality next but surprisingly both of them stayed intact, the former in particular since like most people he knew that ol Goldfish Face didn't exactly go full on 'Monster Mode' until 2015 and last year. The reason he described Trump's attitude during the eras of 2015 and 2016 as 'monster mode' was because that was him at his absolutely most monstrous. He sighed a little with relief as his transformation was completed, he was Trump mostly in appearance and voice but still himself mind-wise and personality-wise.
"Phew that was horrifying...thank goodness it's over..."
"Is that you in there Nathan?"
"Yes, Dawn it is..."
"But...you look and sound like Trump..."
"I know..."
"It must have had something to do with that man you talked to earlier..."
"Yeah, now that you mention it...yeah."
"Maybe...that man did it as some kind of cruel joke."
"Or maybe just maybe it's a curse."
"A curse?"
"Yeah, like the one in Stephen King's Thinner."
"Oh...what happened?"
"The movie got generally negative reviews and one book stated that the failure of the movie was due to the mean-spirited nature and not a single character being redeemable or likable and yet it was still shown alongside Michael Jackson's short film 'Ghosts'."
"No I mean in the movie itself...what happened?"
"Well...Robert John Burke plays an overweight lawyer who accidentally runs over this elderly gypsy woman who puts a curse on him. That curse being 'Thinner' and he falls victim to it..and he well...loses weight, and he keeps losing weight no matter how much he eats. So basically like him, I am cursed..."
"Did anyone else get cursed?"
"Well his friend slowly grew scales on his body and another one developed boils and then
committed suicide, yep...that guy obviously couldn't take being cursed. The lawyer though did find a way to fix things, he did find a way to reverse his own curse by giving it over to someone else, of course it's with a pie.."
"So this man has cursed you..."
"Yes, very much so..."
"But why? You haven't done anything wrong, you were just speaking your mind. That's a little odd that he cursed you despite not doing anything bad. I mean you were pretty much telling him how you felt..."
"Maybe there is a way to find out..."
"I guess I could go and confront him about this."
Dawn sighed as she walked off, she decided to go and talk to the man who had cursed him and turned him into the orange monster that was now in the place of her best friend, running through the garden and off through the woods and into the street. When she got around the corner, she spotted the man from earlier.
"Excuse me mister..."
"Oh...hello there Dawn..."
"There's something I have to talk to you about..."
"Okay...what is it?"
"It's about what happened earlier..."
"Oh you mean what happened between me and your friend. By the way, how is he?"
"How is he? How is HE? He's been turned into Donald Trump."
"Hmmm...the curse I placed on him worked."
"So you're the one who put that curse on him. You monster!"
"Yes..."
"Why did you do it? What is your reason for this? Surely you must have some reason why you did this to him. Come on tell me...what is the reason why you did this and what were you thinking?"
"You really want to know?"
"Yes...I do. Because I know there must be some reason behind this madness."
"Very well...the reason I put the curse on him was because of his Trump jokes, how much he disagreed with me and said that Trump was stupid and also mainly because he hit Trump in the head with a golf-club."
"Really? That's your reason? Oh...it's not the fact he spoke his mind to you and made jokes about your precious 'president' but the fact that he hit him on the head with a golf-club of all things, really? That's a pretty stupid reason. I mean Trump getting hit in the head with a golfclub is enough for you to go all 'Chicken Chicken' on my friend? That is the stupidest explanation i've ever heard."
"Yeah...that's why I did it.."
"My gosh that is the stupidest reason to curse someone that i've ever heard. And also..really? THAT was what made you curse my friend and turn him into the man I unfairly get compared to? That was really stupid."
"Well..."
"What do you have to say for yourself, mister? I'm ashamed of you. If that was me I would have hit Trump with something much heavier than a golf-club. You should be ashamed about what you did."
"But..."
"But nothing, what you did was truly shameful and you have to fix this."
"Well I could but he's the thing, he has to spend the entire night as Trump..."
"WHAT?"
"Sorry, but he does...it's in the rules. My 'Trumped Up' curse has rules that state that the victim has to spend the majority of the night they are affected by the particular curse as Trump until the curse itself powers down."
"How long will that take?"
"Usually around 8-10 hours in some cases, or in his case just the entire night up until morning, and then after that since he still has his morphing powers the curse should power down a bit before then and he'll be back to normal."
"That's unfair..."
"I know you think it's a little bit unfair but that's the rules.."
"Well....is there a way to make it so he can turn back to normal if he wants to?"
"Since he still has his shapeshifting abilities, yes. But remember, he's still prone to the curse. He will get to have a bit of time as himself for a couple of hours but then turn into Trump again and stay like that for the remaining hours."
"That's a little better but I don't think he'll be able to put up with being stuck that way for the remaining few hours after the hours he's morphed back to himself. Surely there must be a way to negate it somehow."
"Well yes...there is, and he can spend a bit more time as himself, but of course there's a catch to it, morning through afternoon to late evening, he can be himself but during the late evening/night-time hours he'll have to go back to being Trumpty. Oh and he'll also find himself becoming Trumpty if he sees the 'Pizza Hut' logo."
"The Pizza Hut logo?"
"Trump was in a Pizza Hut ad, you see."
"I know that...but is there a way to reverse this..."
"I would tell you but you probably wouldn't like it.."
"What?"
"Well...he was to apologize for those Trump jokes and apologize for hitting him on the head, oh and he has to apologize to Trump personally on Twitter for all those comments he said about him."
"The first one isn't likely going to happen anytime soon and the second..well...Trump should have watched where he was going. Thirdly...are you nuts? There is no way he is going to do that either."
"Oh well...I guess he's stuck like that.."
"Any other ways?"
"Well...you could pull a Frog Princess...that probably would work."
"You mean kiss him?"
"Yes..."
"I would have to kiss him while he is stuck as Trump in order to turn him back to normal? Eeeew! I don't want to kiss him while he's stuck like that. He's my best friend and everything but I wouldn't want to go near him when he's stuck in Trump form. It's bad enough I get compared to Trump himself but now I have to be keep being paired up with him as well? No thanks."
"Sorry but that's the only other option I can think of."
"Oh well...I guess I am gonna have to figure this out myself. You've been of no help to me, goodbye and I hope that you get punished for this behavior. You really should be ashamed of what you've done, you know."
She walked off before making her way back to Nathan's place, shaking her head in disaproval as she saw that man who put the curse on him. She was disgusted by his behavior and she wanted to help her friend out in anyway that she could, she couldn't stand to see him feel so down and out and wanted to assist him regarding his plight. Because even though her friend was now Trump in body and voice, he was still Nathan on the inside and she knew that for sure there would have to be a way to fix this.
Nathan sat there, sobbing a little and hiding in the shadows, hiding his transformed visage from the world, horrified at what or rather who he had turned to. Hoping that maybe just maybe there would be a way to reverse it. He gave a hopeful sigh as Dawn returned, sitting down on the bed.
"How did it go? What did you find out?"
"The man did this to you because of what you said and also for hitting Trump on the head with a golf-club. Which is really stupid by the way. I feel bad for you because of what happened, you clearly did nothing wrong but this foolish man overreacted and put a curse on you and now you're..."
"This big almost tangerine faced monstrosity?"
"Yes..I just hope that your shapeshifting powers still work."
"They do, or at least I think they do.."
"Good...because looks like you're going to be stuck with this curse for quite a while."
"Ugh..."
"But it's alright, I know that it's you in there."
"Thanks Dawn..."
"You're welcome..."
And with that he gave her a hug as she comforted him, helping him put with the curse he was stuck having for the next several hours, telling him that it was going to be okay and if he needed anything, all he had to do was ask. In addition to this, she worked hard on a way she could reverse it so that he wouldn't have to put up with being stuck the way he was, she went out of her way to help him.
As for what happened later, the man who put the curse on him did get his just desserts when his own curse backfired and turned on him, turning him into Trump completely and leaving him on his way without any magic. Nathan however, spent many nights with Dawn trying to figure out how to reverse the curse, he also spent most of his time hiding out of fear of being hunted down and viewed as a 'monster'.
Luckily though he still had his powers and could still turn back to himself anytime he wanted, but he did have to spend the next several nights in this form. That doesn't mean he would go easy on the jokes though, he still made jabs at Trump from time to time but then again...it's pretty much expected. After all, there are SOME cruel jokes that are actually useful, Trump jokes being one of those types.
Remember my friends, that not all monsters come from movies, mythology and tv...some monsters are indeed very real and are in plain sight, it's just that some people don't even realize it. Now what is the definition of a monster? Well as you know, the word 'monster' is used a lot when defining something that scares us, whether it be a creature from a movie or someone who is relatively normal but acts in morally questionable ways, a monster is physically and mentally detestable and an aberration in appearance and behavior, the word monster is generally associated with the concept of evil both in thought and action. Normal people who behave in reprehensible ways are also referred to as 'monsters'.
That my friends is what the word 'monster' means. We are sometimes perceived as 'monsters' ourselves by others or we may think of the 'others' as being monsters, be it the other family, the other species, the other race, the other political party, the other religion, the other team, the other group...the other side to speak, to us they are strange and we are scared to death of them. We need monsters and we need horror, because they are a way of dealing with our worst fears, basically rollercoasters of the soul. A means of confronting death without dying yourself.
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