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7/20/2025, 4:13:36 AM
>>58010456
>>58011124
>>58011236
>You grimaced.
>Everything felt off.
>At first, you thought it was a bug.
>Something in your sinuses, maybe?
>You’ve woken up sick before.
>This wasn’t illness.
>You grunted.
>It didn’t sound right.
>Too deep.
>Your following sigh was also wrong.
>Throaty. And it make your nose tickle.
>You brought a hand to your face, rubbing your temples.
>Where they should have been, anyway.
>Your face was wrong.
>Beastly.
>You sat up in bed, resting your back against the headboard.
>You kept still, only moving your eyes.
>You were zoroark now.
>Gray, furry arms.
>Poofy, thick, black fur on your broad chest and shoulders.
>You realized you weren’t sitting quite against the bedframe.
>Lustrous, full red hair cushioned your back, and you momentarily flailed about to regain your balance.
>You kicked down the bedsheets in alarm, your nails zipping against the Egyptian cotton.
>Your hands had only a thumb and two fingers now.
>The shiny scarlet claws that looked more dangerous than hers.
>How did she do it?
>The immediate first question, and a foolish one.
>Professors couldn’t answer it.
>The pokédex alone specified a half dozen possible theories.
>The how didn’t matter.
>All that mattered was she was good.
>You wiggled your fingers, watching the knives on your hands slice the air.
>You know you still had five, but your brain couldn’t process what it was seeing.
>They moved as you wanted.
>The listened.
>But the knowledge and feeling of unaccounted fingers was indescribable.
>You scratched your stomach, and your fuzzy body felt exactly as it looked.
>Silky smooth, if a bit rougher than your wife’s fur.
>Nothing like the pajamas you wore to bed.
>Yawning, you again realized how bizarre your skull was.
>Your nose wasn’t really that far out, but realizing there was a muzzle pointed further out in the center of your vision made you go cross-eyed.
>Was it always like this for Zoroark? She had a smaller nose, you were sure.
>>58011124
>>58011236
>You grimaced.
>Everything felt off.
>At first, you thought it was a bug.
>Something in your sinuses, maybe?
>You’ve woken up sick before.
>This wasn’t illness.
>You grunted.
>It didn’t sound right.
>Too deep.
>Your following sigh was also wrong.
>Throaty. And it make your nose tickle.
>You brought a hand to your face, rubbing your temples.
>Where they should have been, anyway.
>Your face was wrong.
>Beastly.
>You sat up in bed, resting your back against the headboard.
>You kept still, only moving your eyes.
>You were zoroark now.
>Gray, furry arms.
>Poofy, thick, black fur on your broad chest and shoulders.
>You realized you weren’t sitting quite against the bedframe.
>Lustrous, full red hair cushioned your back, and you momentarily flailed about to regain your balance.
>You kicked down the bedsheets in alarm, your nails zipping against the Egyptian cotton.
>Your hands had only a thumb and two fingers now.
>The shiny scarlet claws that looked more dangerous than hers.
>How did she do it?
>The immediate first question, and a foolish one.
>Professors couldn’t answer it.
>The pokédex alone specified a half dozen possible theories.
>The how didn’t matter.
>All that mattered was she was good.
>You wiggled your fingers, watching the knives on your hands slice the air.
>You know you still had five, but your brain couldn’t process what it was seeing.
>They moved as you wanted.
>The listened.
>But the knowledge and feeling of unaccounted fingers was indescribable.
>You scratched your stomach, and your fuzzy body felt exactly as it looked.
>Silky smooth, if a bit rougher than your wife’s fur.
>Nothing like the pajamas you wore to bed.
>Yawning, you again realized how bizarre your skull was.
>Your nose wasn’t really that far out, but realizing there was a muzzle pointed further out in the center of your vision made you go cross-eyed.
>Was it always like this for Zoroark? She had a smaller nose, you were sure.
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