Early the next morning as the sunlight began to peek into the cabin, Todd stirred from his sleep.
His foul temper from the night before had fully disappeared, lost in the peaceful slumber that the surprisingly comfortable bed had granted him.
Sitting up, he rubbed at his bleary eyes with one hand. Even through his blurry vision, he noticed that something looked off about the cabin. Somehow the colors seemed more warm and vibrant, and more importantly it seemed much bigger and more spacious than before.
As he finished rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and his vision began to focus, he noticed something was very wrong with his hand -- or rather, his paw. Frantically raising his other hand for inspection confirmed his fears... both of his hands were now fuzzy red-brown paws and the end of delicate furry arms.
In panic, Todd leapt from the bed with an uncharacteristically high-pitched squeak.
"What... what the fff... fudge happened to me?!" he shrieked, realizing that he now sounded like a child. A young girl, specifically.
A small lump under the covers of the neighboring bed began to stir, and an even squeakier voice let out a small groan. "Mrrow... why are you yellin' so early in the mornin', Suzy?"
The figure sat up and Todd saw that the occupant was a tiny anthropomorphic cat girl no older than 7 years old. She was covered in stripy orange fur and her blonde hair was tied into pigtails. Her furred face was cutesy and almost cartoonish, and her pointy ears twitched at the top of her head.
It was at this point that Todd (or was it Suzy? Where did the name Todd come from?) noticed the full-length mirror in the corner of the room, and ran over to examine her changes.
She was only half-shocked to see a red squirrel girl staring back at her. She had an adorable face with little buck teeth and a twitchy nose. Her rounded ears now peeked out from the top of her messy red hair, which was styled in a tomboyish bob.
She noticed that her petite body was now clad in a female camper's uniform with a knee-length skirt than was lifted in the back by her big bushy squirrel tail.
It was hard to believe that the figure in the mirror was her, and she spent a few seconds waving her paws back and forth and making faces at her reflection. She was so distracted by the strange and somehow familiar figure in the mirror that she didn't notice the sleepy cat girl sidling beside her, groggily rubbing at her eyes.
"Whatcha doin' Suzy?" she yawned. "Why you goofin' around with the mirror?"
Blushing in embarrassment, Suzy Squirrel stopped what she was doing and turned to the face the younger girl.
"Oh, um... I'm not sure! I don't remember. Is... is that you, Sally Cat?"
"Of course it's me, silly!" the cat girl laughed, sticking out her tongue.
Suzy Squirrel paused for a bit. She hadn't meant to call Sally Cat by that name, it just came out. And now she wasn't sure what she was trying to ask in the first place.
"Why're you acting so weird today, aren't you spose'da be older than me?" Sally Cat giggled.
Suzy blushed under her fur. It's true that she was 2 whole years older than Sally, and she was proud of how mature that made her feel. But now she was feeling embarrassed by her own strange behavior.
Deep down she still remembered that she was Todd the businessman, and that the little cat beside her was George. She remembered that they had fought and argued the night before, and she knew that they were definitely not supposed to be a pair of anthropomorphic animal girls, but somehow this situation didn't feel as alarming as it should.
"Sally, you remember how we used to be, right? The night before?"
"Sure!" The little cat girl nodded, "We were grumpy, stinky old men. But now we're kids again! And we're all fuzzy!"
"And you don't have a problem with that?"
"Well it's kinda weird and surprising, but I think it could be fun! Come on, let's explore and meet the other campers!" The cat girl laughed and scampered out of the cabin, leaving the little red squirrel formally known as Todd all by herself.
"This is fluffin' weird." She grumbled, annoyed at her newfound inability to swear.