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17 days deep into the oceans of fluff, the number doesn't hold much importance, but it certainly holds just a wonderful of a story as every other day, won't you agree?~

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It had only been a week since Mae arrived back in the sleepy town of Possum Springs after a tumultuous time at college, and she was already beginning to sense some turmoil in the air...sure it was nice getting to reconnect with people she never thought she'd see again so soon, but a strange feeling loomed over her, that something was deeply wrong, that some kind of terrible happening was occurring just under her nose in ways she thought unimaginable...

...She would be half-right, it certainly was "under her nose", but not in the way he was imagining, and the happenings were far from terrible~

As she went to sleep that night, she found herself in the same familiar surreal dreamscape she has found herself in time and time again as of late, lurching through a pitch black, distorted version of the familiar town, she expected to find yet another ominous warning of the future, or a painful reminder of her traumatic past...yet she found neither. Rather, what she found was something entirely foreign...yet familiar on a subconscious level, not something she had ever thought about...but something that deep down felt like an old friend.

...which was strange, because what she found was a throbbing mass of dense, dark hair, almost the exact same shade as her own fur. It bounced and pulsated rhythmically like a beating heart...Mae felt strangely drawn to it, hearing it begin to speak...~
"Are you afraid, Mae? Afraid of the future? Afraid of the past?"
"...I can tell you are."

"But you don't have to be afraid anymore, not with me around~"
"You may not believe me but...this is your heart, your truest self deep down, you are me, and I am you~ I am your fate, to rise above it all and bring this world into a new age like so many others."

"But...you don't have to accept this. if you wish, you can simply reject this path, and your story will continue exactly as you believe it will...will you take this chance with me?"
Mae hesitated, her heart pounding in unison with the fluff...before she reached out and put her hand to it.
"Perfect~"
Instantly, it wrapped around her hand, growing over it like a carpet of soft moss, traveling up her arm and tearing apart her clothing, the soft fur fused with her own on contact, creating a ball of body hair that totally engulfed her body from the neck down, and soon covered EVERYTHING that wasn't her eyes, nose, and mouth, as she then grew out a fully bloomed afro! Mostly dark blue, but with a patch of soft red~

Uncertainty and worry began to melt away, bit by bit as her hair grew, each fear and trauma felt further and further behind her, rising up and up into the starry dreamscape sky, she watched her daruma cover more and more of the land...and soon saw something else begin to cover more of it, a strange, rolling blanket of softness, with two poofy tendrils appearing at the edges of her peripheral vision...speaking of, her vision began to sink deeper and deeper into her hair, a tunnel of ever-softening warmth forming around her as her view of the outside world shrunk to a tiny crack between stache and unibrow...~ As darkness began to envelop her...

...Mae had a revelation.

If she was fated to change this much...why did she need to cling on to herself? This was everything she could have ever hoped for, a chance to leave it ALL behind, let the past be the past, and let the future stand unopposed, this was exactly what she wanted, perhaps not expecting it in this form, but she welcomed it with open handlebar arms~

...and as she awoke to find herself far above the buildings she could once fit inside...
Maestache knew her mission was clear, turn this tired old town into a hair heaven~
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If night than only woods!

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