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There was no denying it, you had breasts. Of course you did, you've always had breasts. Although you don't remember them being this big...wait, yes you do. Or do you? And don't you look younger? Or maybe older?

You start to look over yourself in a panic, not sure what's happened. Part of you tells you to look around yourself, to find the little girl, to make sure she's okay...she's not there. Neither is the aging bimbo, which is odd. Wait, aren't you the aging bimbo? Or are you the little girl? And what happened to that pool of blood?

Suddenly, the penny drops. It shouldn't really have taken this long, considering 2/3 of you know about the merging. And with the realiziation, horror starts to rise to. You...killed this little girl. Well, part of you did. And if you hadn't been there, you would've really killed her. Or killed you. This is really confusing, but regardless, you can't help but feel incredibly guilty, and you begin to break down into tears once more