Bharat Shekhar: Confused Platypus

One of the winning entries from the Platypus Day flash fiction contest.

The platypus was confused. “One thousand and sixty-three shellfish for p-p-plastic surgery? Q-q-q-quite p-p-preposterous” As she spoke, she felt her mouth stretch outwards in a gigantic pout, as if saucer plates had been inserted inside her lips. Her toes felt uncomfortably stretched, and her body seemed covered in some furry material…
“Wait till you see yourself in the mirror,” Dr. Duck spoke soothingly, “You will witness the grace of a bird with the looks of a hunky mammal!” He scratched his head. “Or is it the other way around? Now I’m confused. Anyhow…”


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