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Fred, now panicking, tried to stick her fingers down her throat, but there was no saving her now. Her body was swelling up and changing shape at such a rate that within a minute it had turned into nothing less than an enormous slightly oblong red ball - a gigantic fruit, in fact - and all that remained of Frederigo D'Honaire herself was a tiny pair of legs and a tiny pair of arms sticking out of the great round fruit and little head on top. She was around ten feet tall and nine feet wide, and she rolled over at once, coming to a rest with her head a few feet off the ground and angled quite oddly, but she could hardly do a thing to move herself. Fred felt terrifically terrible through all this, her insides constantly gurgling and squelching as if chock full of liquid. And in fact they were exactly that - nothing but juice! What an odd reaction, Fred thought dazedly before promptly losing consciousness. She awoke some time later having not budged an inch. The juice in her body was beginning to settle against her side, which happened to be what was pressed against the ground. She struggled for several minutes, her now-useless hands and feet flailing in the air with no hope of reaching anything at all to brace against, and though she tried calling for help, she still found herself quite mute, and now her cheeks were puffed out with juice to boot. Fortunately for the rather unfortunate Fredfruit, she would not remain here in this utterly helpless state for all eternity, for along came someone to shed some light on her predicament, or at least help guide her through it:
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