I'd like to say I've come to terms with my life, but I haven't. I've been living in this "Containment Center" for a year, and I hate it. I'd spent two decades living as a human, and then they just expect me to flip some switch and turn into an animal?
Some parts were nice. No school, no work, no taxes, just me in my birthday suit. All natural... Ya, nudity doesn't bother me anymore. All the hybrids walk around naked. Have to admit though, at first seeing a horse-hybrid walking around with morning wood was a bit shocking. Now, I don't even bat an eye.
Of course there have been other newcomers. Some able to assimilate into their new life faster than others. A couple are like me, having lived so long as a human it's hard to leave that life behind. I do miss TV, and being able to eat something other than fruits or vegetables. "Eat what you're DNA had designed you to eat" they say. Well I've got carnivore teeth, but they never let me eat steak. Once in a while I sneak a few pieces from the predator hybrids. It's little things like that I miss the most.
My dad, my human dad, comes around to visit when he can. They say it's not good for me to continue that connection to my old life. But the guy in charge of the center gave it the okay, so there's nothing anyone can do about it.
My small circle of "friends" consists of a female ape hybrid, a male leopard hybrid, and a female wolf hybrid. In the first week I was here, I found that it's impossible to make "nice" with the other male gorillas. Dominance stuff, we end up trying to beat each other into oblivion.
All the females are "naturally" drawn to the strongest, most attractive male gorilla, not me. Simon the gorilla in denial is considered a weirdo. Among a group of animal-human hybrids, I'm the weirdo because I don't want to live like a mindless beast. Ya, welcome to my life.