Your turn for transformation

You see two rapidly healing claw marks. Irene also sees the marks, and breathes a quiet, "Uh-Oh."

Staring at your hand in shock, you see fur begin to sprout. Your face feels like a ball of modeling clay between two merciless hands as a muzzle enters your field of view. You can feel a strange stretching sensation in your ears even as an incredoble itch draws your attention to the fur growing all over your body. Through the shock, an odd discomfort forces you to take off your shoes just as your feet become paws. Then, with an odd twisting feeling, your hands become paws also. They still feel as flexible as they did when they were hands, though.

You are now a werecat. What now?

Written by Mitchell (edited by wanderer)

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