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The sun was just rising over the horizon, painting the sky with orange and pink hues. Anna, a young farm woman, was getting ready for another busy workday. She had a lot to do in the field today: harvesting the corn, watering the tomatoes, and weeding the carrots. She loved her farm, but sometimes she wished she had more help.

She set up breakfast on her patio overlooking the crops. She had some toast, butter, jam, and milk. She looked at her plate and felt something was missing. She realized she was out of eggs. She sighed and wished she had some fresh eggs for breakfast. She loved eggs. They were her favorite food.

She was holding an old family teapot that she had inherited from her grandmother. It was a beautiful porcelain teapot with a floral pattern and a golden spout. She had never used it before, but she liked to keep it as a decoration. She felt the teapot get hot in her hands, and she quickly put it on the table. She thought it was strange, since she hadn't boiled any water. She touched the teapot again, and it was still hot. She wondered what was going on.

She was about to lift the lid, when she felt a sudden heat in her chest. She gasped and clutched her heart. She felt like she was on fire. She looked down at her skin and saw small feathers start to sprout from her neck and spread across her body. She screamed. She saw the feathers cover her arms, legs, and torso, turning her clothes into a feathery coat. She felt her arms stretch back and become wings, and her legs shrink and become talons. She was turning into a bird.

Once the transformation completed, she tried to snap out of her shock and figure out what happened. She realized her head was still human. She still had her eyes, mouth, and hair, but they looked out of place on her bird-like body. She felt a chill come over her body, and awkwardly tried to get a blanket over her shoulders. She tried to speak, but only a squawk came out. She was terrified. What was happening to her? Why was she turning into a bird?

She remembered the teapot. It must have been magic. It must have granted her wish. She wished for eggs, and now she was becoming a bird. She cursed herself for making such a foolish wish. She wished she could undo it. She wished she could be human again.

She felt a pressure in her lower abdomen. She felt something move inside her. She felt an urge to push. She realized she was about to lay an egg. She panicked and looked for a place to hide. She felt the egg come out of her. She felt another one follow. She laid two eggs.

She looked at the eggs. They were large and brown, with speckles of white. They looked like normal chicken eggs. She felt a strange mix of emotions. She felt pain, fear, confusion, and anger. But she also felt pride, joy, and satisfaction. She had laid eggs. She had fulfilled her wish. She felt a maternal instinct to protect and nurture them. She felt a desire to roost and hatch them. She felt like a mother.

She snuggled with the eggs and closed her eyes. She forgot about her human life. She forgot about her farm, her work, her family, and her friends. She only thought about her eggs. She was happy.

Description
The sun was just rising over the horizon, painting the sky with orange and pink hues. Anna, a young farm woman, was getting ready for another busy workday. She had a lot to do in the field today: harvesting the corn, watering the tomatoes, and weeding the carrots. She loved her farm, but sometimes she wished she had more help.

She set up breakfast on her patio overlooking the crops. She had some toast, butter, jam, and milk. She looked at her plate and felt something was missing. She realized she was out of eggs. She sighed and wished she had some fresh eggs for breakfast. She loved eggs. They were her favorite food.

She was holding an old family teapot that she had inherited from her grandmother. It was a beautiful porcelain teapot with a floral pattern and a golden spout. She had never used it before, but she liked to keep it as a decoration. She felt the teapot get hot in her hands, and she quickly put it on the table. She thought it was strange, since she hadn't boiled any water. She touched the teapot again, and it was still hot. She wondered what was going on.

She was about to lift the lid, when she felt a sudden heat in her chest. She gasped and clutched her heart. She felt like she was on fire. She looked down at her skin and saw small feathers start to sprout from her neck and spread across her body. She screamed. She saw the feathers cover her arms, legs, and torso, turning her clothes into a feathery coat. She felt her arms stretch back and become wings, and her legs shrink and become talons. She was turning into a bird.

Once the transformation completed, she tried to snap out of her shock and figure out what happened. She realized her head was still human. She still had her eyes, mouth, and hair, but they looked out of place on her bird-like body. She felt a chill come over her body, and awkwardly tried to get a blanket over her shoulders. She tried to speak, but only a squawk came out. She was terrified. What was happening to her? Why was she turning into a bird?

She remembered the teapot. It must have been magic. It must have granted her wish. She wished for eggs, and now she was becoming a bird. She cursed herself for making such a foolish wish. She wished she could undo it. She wished she could be human again.

She felt a pressure in her lower abdomen. She felt something move inside her. She felt an urge to push. She realized she was about to lay an egg. She panicked and looked for a place to hide. She felt the egg come out of her. She felt another one follow. She laid two eggs.

She looked at the eggs. They were large and brown, with speckles of white. They looked like normal chicken eggs. She felt a strange mix of emotions. She felt pain, fear, confusion, and anger. But she also felt pride, joy, and satisfaction. She had laid eggs. She had fulfilled her wish. She felt a maternal instinct to protect and nurture them. She felt a desire to roost and hatch them. She felt like a mother.

She snuggled with the eggs and closed her eyes. She forgot about her human life. She forgot about her farm, her work, her family, and her friends. She only thought about her eggs. She was happy.