Ceremonious Description, Pt. 1
I tentatively purred, the pain from the procedure still very fresh in my mind. I slowly put my hand up to my face: it was now a paw. I laughed as I wriggled my fingers. It had worked! I had researched for a way, and, using todays technology and yesteryears spiritual magiks, I had transformed myself.
I had taken precautions, of course, in the highly likely scenario that I would lose myself: I had told my family and friends that I was going on vacation (it being close to my spring break, they took the excuse easily), and gave them a fake hotel to where I was supposed to have been staying.
When I left for my vacation, I was basically an average person: I stood almost six feet tall, had slightly unkempt, brown, shoulder-length hair that I had pulled back in a ponytail, my