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Matthew looked around, panicking. He knew he shouldn't have messed with his younger brother Ryan's computer. And he never should have learned transformation magic - not when his brother could use it against him.

He felt small and vulnerable. He was nothing but a small computer disk, the kind of thing someone could lose in a drawer. He didn't know what would be worse - spending the rest of his life in an unused box in the basement, or having Ryan walk in on him and see what had happened.

He looked up at the desk, and - there he was.

Ryan smiled at him. "Looks like you really wanted to use my computer, huh? You can do better than that, Matthew. You can be inside the computer."

Matthew looked down at himself. Suddenly he could feel the magnetic disk inside him, and somehow he knew exactly what that meant.

Ryan grabbed Matthew face-first, his now gigantic-seeming thumb covering one of Matthew's eyes and pressing his hair out of the way. Matthew tried his best to wiggle his way out of his brother's grasp, but as he saw the computer's external floppy drive, he knew it was of no use.

His vision went dark as Ryan inserted him into the drive, but he could hear his brother laughing. His hair hung out of the front of the drive, surely remining Ryan of exactly what kind of disk he had inserted - he was probably taking pictures already, maybe to use as blackmail, to expose Matthew as the kind of person who would dabble in transformation, which is something he never wanted anyone to know.

But clearly, his brother had figured it out somehow.

The drive's mechanism attached to Matthew's back and started reading. Reading everything.

All of Matthew's secrets - the girls he liked, the mean things he had done to his brother, the weird websites he visited when no one was looking - it was all there. Ryan was learning Matthew's deepest, darkest, most embarassing thoughts. And all Matthew could do was try to shout over the noise of the disk drive and against the hard metal pushing down on him.

Ryan laughed loudly. "Your website history - that Fur Affinity account was you!" He patted the top of your disk drive as if it were your head. "I knew those drawings looked familiar!"

As the motor spun down, Ryan pressed the button to eject Matthew from the drive. He squinted as the light from the room hit his eyes. He realized he was breathing heavily, and that he was physically exhausted - probably from having the inside of his body spun at 50 rotations per second. His brother held him up at eye level.

"Hmm." Ryan leaned in further and looked at the space around Ryan's right eye. "Looks like you are write protected. You know, there's a file in your root directory called PRSNALTY.TXT... If I ever see you using my computer again, I'm gonna make a little hole in the corner here and see what I can do."