Today is day 2 of your punishment
You feel a little warm but other than that
It’s still a cakewalk
You spend the day thinking of all the things you will do
when you have free reign over the farm
Maybe you’ll turn Lorna into an enfi pall for the feral fluffies you trade with for sketties
Maybe you’ll turn the whole farm into a pasta factory
Or…. Maybe you’ll
You suddenly find it very difficult to think
You’re limbs feel puffy and heavy
Maybe you’ll have people carry you around
Lorna walks by your sorry box
Now would be the perfect time to gloat about your plans for her tomorrow
You open your mouth but no words come out
Lorna just smiles at you and walks away