You came across a large clearing off the dirt path, with kids your age running around. The large group of half-animal human children were playing some sort of chase or tag game, clearly unstructured, just making the rules as they go. They were totally unsupervised as well, free to come and go wherever they please. Even a few kids a lot younger than you were toddling around, trying to catch up. Keeping an eye out for your friend Max, you entered the play area, dodging around a couple of half-lizards, until you spotted what looked to be your friend. You barely recognized him, but it was him. He was almost entirely bobcat except for some bare skin on his chest and his still-human face. He was grooming himself just like a cat would, with his tongue. When he looked up and smiled at you, you saw he had sharp kitty teeth too.
"Yo, there you are! I got bored waiting and started to clean myself." Max got to his hind paws and waved.
"Uh, yeah..." you respond. "You cough up many hairballs doing that?"
"Ha ha, all the time! But if I wash myself in the lake, my fur gets all sore and itchy."
"Oh yeah. Cats." You try to think of some questions to ask him, but you couldn't think of any. After a few days of the world changing around you, you already have a pretty good idea of what will happen when you wake up next morning. And it's not like Max would know the answer to anything you asked him anyway. So you let it be for now. "Try and catch me?"
"Alright, you're on!" Max laughed as you took off running, with Max in pursuit. With your peak fox instincts, you dropped to all fours and dodged around the other kids in the field, leaping over a squirrel kid who was too busy masturbating to notice you, and managed to get some distance between you and your friend.
At least you did have some distance, until you got distracted by something soft dropping on your head. You gaze upward, and see a feathered harpy-looking girl perched on a branch above you. She looks down at her handiwork and couldn't help but laugh. Before you could get your bearings again, Max pounced on you from behind and you tumbled through the soft grass in a ball. "Caught you slippin'!" he told you.
"Yeah, I woulda got away if this one girl didn't poop on me from a tree..."
"She's gotta go somewhere. Not her fault you ran underneath her."
"Where do I clean this off?"
"Here, I'll just use a leaf." Max grabs a large leaf off of a bush with his teeth and wipes the mess off your head. You certainly didn't feel squeaky clean after just the one wipe, though.
You and Max spend the rest of the day exploring the forest town and getting to see all the sights, from the big open air vegetable and meat market, to the lake, where amphibious humans lived, to the edge of town, beyond which was the untouched woods where the law of nature ruled. "My dad says it's dangerous out there," Max explained, "Outside of town there's no law. Anyone living here has to hunt or be hunted." You give a nervous chuckle and nod in agreement, though in the back of your mind, you have a feeling that this safe little forest village will disappear at some point and the whole world will be law of nature. But you didn't speak up since Max would have no idea what you were talking about.
That evening, you head home and have a fresh turkey for dinner, one that your dad went out and hunted himself. You suspect that tomorrow, you would wake up to find your friends and neighbors as full anthro animals, like you... But you have a nagging thought that you might be the one to transform again, leaving your civilized loved ones even further behind! You hope that ultimately, you will still have a family when the transformations stop...