“My mother’s granola bar!”

Immediately after making your decision out loud, you start to feel a series of strange, indescribable sensations throughout your entire body as the device’s screen emits a blinding light. You feel as if you’re falling, but upon trying to flail your limbs, you find that you no longer have limbs to move! Your formless consciousness floats in what seems like a void, until…

…after what feels like forever, you wake up in a familiar room. Not your own bedroom, but rather, the family kitchen! Peering around in place, you discover that your limbs are still nonexistent, and yet you still maintain your human senses - sight, hearing, smell, touch, taste…okay, maybe not taste. A familiar scent wafts from your new form - kinda like granola.

The transformation actually worked; you’re now a granola bar sitting on the kitchen counter!

Just then, your mother Marie enters the kitchen, wearing a grey sports bra and matching yoga pants. Her dark brown hair complements her hazel eyes nicely. For a woman in her early fifties, Marie looks amazing!

Marie approaches the counter and sees your transmogrified form on the counter - or, in her eyes, an ordinary granola bar. The mere sight of such a yummy treat causes your mother’s exposed stomach to growl, and she puts her left hand there to try calming its hungry rumbles. Deciding to sate her famished gut, Marie picks up the granola bar with her right hand and raises it towards her waiting maw.

As you’re moved closer and closer to your mother’s parted lips, you begin to wonder if you’d thought this through all the way. The timer is supposed to restore you to normal after eight hours, but Marie’s digestive tract could break you down completely in less time than that! You’ve got to get her attention somehow.

”Mom! Help!!” you attempt to scream up from the woman’s grasp. But does she hear you?