Mady's tongue fell from her mouth, practically unrolling. Whether the shriek was from her elongated tongue or the naked young woman that suddenly appeared beside her was unclear.  Eyes wide she stared in bewilderment, tilting her head to look down at the...thing.  “Geh e ou!”  She could feel the tongue.  Feel her muscles extending down through it.  But she refused to use it.<br/><br/>Mady was rarely one to cry.  She'd seen and been through too much. Yet she was in tears when she ran from the bathroom.  She'd cut it out!  The tongue reached to her nipples.  Flapping and twitching against her chest as it dried out. She was going for the kitchen, for the knives in the block resting on the small island.