The day started as normal, a little computer work and gathering of information for her boss to send in a mass email to her coworkers. She blazed through her work pretty fast today, her to-do list was done before lunch. She checked her calendar and saw it would be another meeting, where she would be stuck in and not presenting any information to the coworkers. She grabbed a quick lunch at a local fast food joint and scarfed it down with a vengeance, which she noticed was very unlike her, she meant to fix her body, not destroy it further. She decided she would just take whatever time she had before the meeting to work out and work off her terrible choice of lunch.
Not even two minutes into her workout and she was out of breath. She didn’t realize how out of shape she was, she just put her glasses on for 30 minutes. Her body made it seem like she’d been making bad choices for two months. All this stress was making her upset, nothing made sense. Once again she heard a soft clack as she looked to the ground and saw the shades again. She decided to call it early, go back inside, shower, and go back to her happy place inside the shades. Sitting back down in her office chair she put the shades on and opened her eyes, and was immediately surprised as the atmosphere mimicked her dream more so than the last time she put the shades on. Anthros everywhere with all sorts of animal noises and musk all over the dance floor. She got nervous and took the shades off, a little hesitant about taking that step. She wouldn’t be able to hide her secret if she came into the office smelling like a zoo, maybe even fatter than she was now, and that thing she was turning into. She couldn’t just sit there in silence. She looked at the clock, there was still 2 hours before the meeting would start. She took a deep breath, put the shades back on, and dived into the crowd.
Sweaty, furry bodies were grinding up against her, but she was feeling it. The music, the lights, the crowd, the energy, this is what excited her and made her happy. Marina stayed there for two whole songs before maneuvering through the crowd to find a dimly lit restroom. She looked herself over, she was now sporting a potbelly, flabby arms, and a gigantic ass. Her thighs and ass ate her latex shorts so much they looked like panties. Her shirt looked like a bra, and her body now sported glowing tattoos on her arms, neck, back, belly, legs, and ankles. She even saw a few piercings. She went to the toilet and stared at it before looking up from her office chair, seeing the glasses on the floor behind her. She checked the clock again, 5 minutes til the meeting starts. Once again with the perfect timing, she got up from her office chair and walked out of her office. She noticed that as she was walking, she got a few stares, which made her uncomfortable. She figured she would check herself in the restroom before walking into the conference room. She looked at herself and, sure enough, her weight increased again. Not to mention her outfit changed too, showing her tattoos. She casually scratched under her arms and felt hair, immediately remembering that her dreams made her turn into an anthro, so she frantically checked to see if any features from her dreams hit her in reality. She sighed in relief, looks like she was just hairy, a simple waxing will fix that, so she took some tools out of her purse again began to get to work grooming herself. After some time she checked her phone for the time, the meeting was starting. Giving the mirror a once over and being satisfied by the reflection, she walked into the conference room and received stares from everyone. One coworker in particular broke the silence by rudely punctuating, “Now that the blimp flew on we can finally begin the meeting and we can actually leave on time.” She sat down in a huff, giving that coworker the evil eye during the whole presentation. Once again it hit a lull, nothing was happening that she didn’t know and she couldn’t tell anyone for fear of “speaking out of turn” so she didn’t even bother to try and hide it. Flipping the shades on, she went straight into the center of the crowd at the rave and just went wild, dancing without a care, grinding up against other sweaty anthros, even stripping at one point to let a liquor shower fall over her, even kissing some random anthro she didn’t know. Just before she could start turning, she flipped the shades off, making sure the meeting was either still going or over so she could head home. She was the only one in the conference room, the lights were off. Marina casually walked out and went to the restroom, checking for any changes...