Two days after my three days coma, I realised that the egg that I've been carrying around was growing larger in size.
"I don't think this is the right way of growing," I mumbled as I lay on the bed over my chest watching the egg.
I poked it with my fingers and sighed, it seemed as if it was absorbing my mana and brimming to the point that it was growing to manage the amount of mana it was taking in.
"For how long would you stay like this? It's kind of hard to keep you with me if you keep growing like this, you know? It's weird to have a bump on my chest when I'm in a disguise of a man." I said and the egg shivered a bit as if responding to me.
"Yes, that's right, it's convenient." I said and it shuddered again.
"Just what are you? And for how long are you planning on being in this form?" I asked.