a commission for  serling who wanted a tree frog tf and story (not his stock)


Eric had always been one of those save the rain forest researchers. He had finally scrapped up the up the funds to go to the amazon to study the life there and how it is being effected by the problems he had been fighting for years. He knew he needed proof to convince anyone. After arriving and unpacking in his hotel room he went straight to work despite local claims of the jungle being haunted at night. As he trekked deeper and deeper it was getting excessively warm even for this part of the world. It was getting so hot that he pulled off this shirt in order to cool off. He wasn't too suspicious when his shirt was hard to get off. He was sweaty and his shirt must be sticking cause of that. He didn't expect it to stick to his hand like glue and it took several had shakes to get it to come off. 'Gee I'm not that sweaty... ' He though to himself. He reached for his shirt but stopped after noticing his hand his fingers had taken on a bright orange hue while the rest of his hand was turning a bright green and was migrating past his hands to his arms. 'Um I think this was a bad idea....' he thought as he started looking himself over for more strange happenings. His boots were starting to get painfully tight. 'Great what happening now!....' he said knelling on the ground trying to untie a boot with fingers that looked more frog like than human now. He had with green up to his shoulders by now. He finally managed to get the boot off only to find his feet were considerably longer and were bright orange and green. 'What the hell kind of haunted, cursed or what ever the hell it was jungle TURNS YOU IN TO A FREAKING TREE FROG!' he yelled in his head as all he could was watch his body change species. He looked around warningly the plants that had been waist high when had been standing up was looking like young trees now. And were growing fast, or he was getting smaller. He grabbed his head with is flatter frog hands as he got a splitting headache like some had hit him with a 2x4 he knew what was going to happen now the only thing that had avoided most of the transformation was his head. He could and refused to see what was going on but he could feel it. He head got flatter yet more round ad his neck got thicker and seemed to blend his body to his head. His mouth and nose extended out and rounded to a long frog mouth. His eyes felt like they were getting bigger, even past the point were the top of his head was. He didn’t have much time to dwell on his sudden facial changes ans his balance failed him and he landed on his belly and his leg muscles forced his leg to a more spring ready position. 'Is it over?....' he though the leaves weren’t getting any bigger, they stopped when they were as big as cars. A large shadow overhead sent up every red flag in his now small frog brain. With out really thinking he sprang looking for cover. The birds around here wanted a nice meal and he sure as hell did want to be dinner.