Katy had to get out of the house, but in her semi-altered state she knew the window was not the option. She would have to go downstairs.
She dressed quickly, choosing her clothes to hide her deformities. She put on jeans and a loose blouse, then tried to find shoes that would work with her partially canine feet. She seemed best able to walk in her high heels-- she now had small black pads on the bottom of her smaller feet, and the elongated, tip-toe nature of her new walk would not work with flats. She put on thick stockings and stuffed the toes with tissues to better fill the shoes.
Next she went to the mirror and put foundation on, paying special attention to the black on the tip of her nose. Now she noticed that her lips had thinned too, so she put heavy lipstick on them to make them seem fuller. She brushed her hair over her ears and put on big sunglasses, then carefully and slowly made her way downstairs.
It was hard for her to walk in shoes, so she braced herself on the bannister al the way down to the front hall. Cal was there, sporting a self-satisfied grin... she knew from what.
"Gee, sis, you look like hell. Did you go out partying last night?"
"Yeah," she quietly blurted as she brushed by him, not making eye contact.
Katy made a line for the back door.
"Not so fast, young lady," her mom said. "I have a plate of bacon and eggs ready for you, and I won't let you go without a hot breakfast."
Katy was very hungry, and knew the food would do her good. She sat down at the table as her mom placed a heaping plate of breakfast food infront of her.
"Sweetie, you really shouldn't leave your makeup on all night," her mom intoned. "It's bad for your complexion. And are you feeling all right?"
"Yeah, mom," Katy mumbled. "I just went out for drinks with some of my high school friends. I guess I had too many."
"I'll say," her dad said from behind his newspaper.
Katy looked down at the plate and, without thinking, lifted it up to her face. She brued her nose in the food, sucking and licking every morsel of it into her mouth in less than 20 seconds. Her dad let the paper drop, and her mom stared at her without knowing what to say.
She pulled her self up and ambled as best she could toward the door, grabbing a set of car keys from the hook near the door.
"Can I use one of the cars?" she asked and slid out the door before anyone could answer.