Apologies for the short one - has been a manic week &#128546;<br />-------<br />"Ding Dong! WereAir Flight 266 will shortly commence boarding. All passengers are reminded to complete all necessary miniaturization, feminization, and dehumanization procedures prior to boarding, unless exempted, or may be refused entry. Human passengers should ensure they have all personal belongings and family members with them when boarding the plane, as WereAir cannot be held responsible for any lost items or ex-humans. Thank you."<br /> &nbsp; &nbsp;"That's us!" Mom tucks her magazine into her pocket and scoops you off the seat, dangling you by the scruff of the neck towards the open rucksack.<br /> "Can't I ride in your pocket?" you plead. "They're being super gross in there."<br /> "Your brothers aren't arguing again, are they?" she sighs.<br /> "No! The opposite!"<br /> You're thrust into the sweaty darkness of the rucksack. Your feet land amidst the travel sweets and a layer of shredded scraps of clothing. A bottle of sun tan lotion has leaked, or at least you hope that's what the stickiness is. Two wriggling naked bodies squirm against your lower body.<br /> "Don't be such a buzzkill, bro," says one.<br /> "Yeah, join us, bro," teases another, as four eager, exploring hands pull you down into the depths.<br /> "See you boys in 12 hours," Mom says, zipping closed the opening above you before you have time to scream.