The day you awoke & soon discovered your legs were more or less black bird legs now. It was clear now this you changing into a bird or more accurately a raven wasn't going to stop. Again when your parents saw you they saw your bird feet & legs as normal. At school it was the same. It was clear that reality was changing so that all your changes were seen as normal; as how you always been. You sat at lunch with your best friend Max & said to him "I'm turning into a bird." Max looked at you funny & asked "What you mean?" You told him "The bird legs & feet." Max replied "You always had those." [So it seems memories of how I am is also changing.] You thought realizing that. "But suppose I was turning more & more into a bird day by day? And everyone's memory of how I am is changing too?" You asked him pretending it was fictional. Max seemed to think about this & asked "Suppose you are & no one realizes it?" "Yeah." You said. Max asked curious "Do you want to turn into a bird?" You thought about & answered "I think I'd be ok with it." Max then replied with a smirk "If you keep turning into a bird soon you won't be able to wear any clothes. Or more accurately ever had." "And I might end up someone's pet raven." You joked to Max. "I hope you'd be my pet man." Max joked back. "You know I'd be cool with that." You remarked liking that idea. [Maybe becoming a bird won't be so bad.] You thought.