The giant Frog at My childhood Door

"I stepped out the front door of my childhood home and stopped on the walkway. In the driveway sat a gigantic frog, bigger than a two-story house. Its sides heaved and glistened with sweat, and a wet, gurgling breath rolled out of it. Its eyes were fixed on me, and I couldn't move. I could only stand there and stare. Then the feeling began. Something swelled beneath my skin like a balloon being blown up, bubbling and pressing outward, as if another head were growing inside my body and wanted to get out. I felt twisted and bloated, my eyes bulging as though they might pop out. It was as if I were turning into the frog, yet nothing on the outside changed. I stayed frozen, trapped in the feeling. I woke up hyperventilating, drenched in a cold sweat, my heart pounding. It took a while to slow my breathing and realize I was in my own bed, and the strange, swollen sensation faded only slowly."