KEEGAN


You open your eyes.

For a moment, you're blinded, but as you adjust, you realize: This isn't right.

You sit up, looking around as you hold your side. There is a splitting pain, like you had just run a mile or two. Which is weird, you haven't done that for years… You look up at the sky.

Around you are trees, tall ones, and the air is humid. Somehow you must've had ended up here, but how you have no clue. The last thing you remember is… Okay, now you're really confused. What was the last thing you remember? I must've hit my head, You think as you use a nearby tree to get to your feet. Straining your memory, all you can remember are flashes of images; loud noises, falling, just a bunch of random flashes that are just as confused as you are right now.

You look around the jungle (because that's where you realize you are now), trying to figure out which way you could go. Maybe you could find other people?

What makes you think you'll find other people? A voice asks you.

"Because," You say out loud, brushing some dead leaves out of your shaggy brown hair. "I can't have been the only one who…" You stop suddenly as your stomach gurgles. You look down. What now?

Suddenly, it seems as if someone's doing some redecorating down there, and you clench your teeth in pain. You kneel down on the ground, groaning as you wonder what the hell is going on. You give a shout as the pain spreads, moving up and down your body. Your legs feel like they're on fire and your chest feels constricted. You lay on your side, blinking as you feel numb and exhausted. You stare at the ground as the pain slowly fades away.

You sit up, dragging yourself over to a tree. You push your glasses back up to your face, relieved that at least that was over. You cough, thirsty.

"Okay, what's next?" You say out loud, and freeze. Your voice is different. You look down at yourself and breathe another sigh. You're perfectly fine, just a couple scrapes and bruises. For a second, you thought you were going to fall victim to something out of those stories you read on the –

Again, that train of thought is interrupted as two breasts swell out of your chest. You blink in surprise, grasping them in your hands to confirm this isn't just a hallucination. The sensations you feel tell you that this is actually happening. You gasp as you feel your butt swell underneath you, and you hear your hips crack as they grow to accommodate your shrunken abdomen. Your arms visibly change, and you guess that your legs have probably done the same. You realize you're forgetting something important, and your hands dive between your legs.

"You've got to be kidding me!" You shout in your girl's voice as you feel an empty space where your genitals were before. You drop your hands to your side, simply staring at your new body in shock. How or why this happened, you don't really care. You stand once again, feeling a little out of balance with your new body. You brush your hair out of your eyes and decide to venture further into the jungle. A few steps in, you collapse once more, and this time you can see why

Your feet change, bones cracking as you realize your feet are becoming digitigrade. Pads form on the bottoms of your feet and on the palms of your hands. You groan in pain once more as our face pushes out into a muzzle, and you blink as orange and black patterned fur starts to grow. You close your eyes as you feel your ears move to the top of your head and become furred as well. What is happening to me? You think, and as you open your eyes, the changes stop. Standing cautiously to your feet, you look down at your newer form, which appears to be an anthro tigress. You sigh, shaking your head.

"Just my luck," you say, pushing your glasses back up once more. "What's going to happen next?" You ask sarcastically, walking further into the jungle.

Suddenly, a shriek prices the air, followed by a blast of what sounds like an explosion. You turn, ears perking up as you trace the sound somewhere to your left. You eyes widen as you see a plume of black smoke rising from somewhere no more than half a mile away. Worried, you head towards the source, a feeling in your gut telling you that whatever it is, it isn't good.