After nearly a month, half a month I suppose, here is a new piece. There was more the background on the left, but I found it unnecessary waste of space in the end.

The story here is that a young guy had a taste of some exotic cheese he bought earlier. Was pretty tasty but thought nothing of it until near the end of the day, nighttime. The taste never left and now it was becoming addicting, craving more. Getting out of bed any pants and boxers he wore slid off as he walked out his room, heading for the kitchen. The halls looked taller and the stairs looked bigger going down. His body itched and sweated as his hands and feet tingled and pulled, and the end of his spine was tugging out of his body into a long thin length. Approaching the kitchen he found he was only as tall as the counter top that the exotic cheese rested on. Having to jump and climb, his face molded into a rodent face and muzzle, ears widening into round mousy ears, his newly grown tail flickering from the pungent smell of the cheddar. Scurrying onto to the counter top, size now too small for the shirt the clang on so long until he wrestled out of them, he stood in awe at the large bounty, chowing down eagerly and jubilant.

Might make a full story out of this.

Enjoy.