Chapter 131 Ditching

• I think several hours had passed by the time I awoke again. I eased up, propped myself back against the headboard. My limbs felt heavy, but at least I could move them. That showed improvement, which was comforting.
• Something scratched at the door and I shuddered as I wondered if it was that damned cat. But soon enough, the scratching stopped, and I let myself relax. Unfortunately, the silence gave me time to think.
• So I was a toy. We've established that. But now Gavin was even bigger. He'd seemed really sweet this morning, but I worried whether the greater disparity in our sizes would make it easier for him to see me as nothing more than an object. Remembering how he'd looked this morning, naked as he explored his new form, I absently ran my hand over my own chest. My muscles felt so tight and tender.