His overfilled lips resembled baboons buttocks in heat, bursting at the seams. As his body began to reject the foreign silicone-like substance, lumpy granules began forming underneath his skin. Using the little logic he possessed, he tried to hide the lumps on his otherwise smooth face with more of this alien substance. All the while knowing that one fateful day would arrive where he would have to face the demons he had so readily sold his soul for. What was once a plump quick fix would decay to a shrivelled, lumpy and necrosing mass. He would have his flesh opened to have the substance that was once responsible for his beauty scraped and cut out, leaving lips that once burst at the seams …now, stitched at the seams.