Jennifer woke up as she stretched out, her bed felt massive, the blankets smothering her in a warm embrace. She didn't want to leave her bed.
As her alarm rang more and more, Jennifer signed as she was forced to wake up. Pulling off her covers she hopped down from her bed before immediately falling right on her face. Confused and wide awake from the pain Jennifer braced herself up looking at her hands. Yesterday they were still very human, just with fur, pads and claws, now they looked much more animalistic. Jennifer stood back up, she thought at first she had gotten younger, but it quickly became apparent she had just lost some height, alot of height. She guessed she could only be at best three feet tall. Jennifer ran to the mirror, struggling to adapt to her awkward body.
Looking at her reflection Jennifer gasped as her jaw fell open. Staring back at her in shock was a weird half animal, well, more than what she was before. Her body had shrunken into itself, her head was shaped just like a normal raccoons, her legs completely digitigrade. She looked more like a raccoon with human aspects than a human with raccoon aspects. A strange middle ground between animal and man.
Jennifer ran her paws over her body, her curves nearly completely gone. Jennifer sighed as she felt her flat chest, her nipples now moved to her stomach, with multiple sets to boot.
Jennifer hesitantly peaked further south, her panties now turned into loose banded boyshorts as to not compress the fur. Feeling down her groin she felt the changed folds of her new body. It felt completely foreign, it wasn't human at all, her vagina almost looking swollen. Jennifer stopped herself, she wasn't ready to deal with what she was feeling and was she found herself doing.
Jennifer tried to look around for some clothes, most of her clothing had changed just as much as her body. All now shrunken to fit her diminished body, every piece was loose and baggy. "I can see why maybe tight clothes would be uncomfortable with fur all day....I guess?" Jennifer tried to convince herself of this realities rational.
Jennifer wiped her brow, or what she could call her brow. When did it get so hot in here? Jennifer blowed out her mouth as she tried to cool herself, it radiated through her body, centered right below her stomach.
Throwing on a light sundress, Jennifer scampered out of her room, only catching herself that she had been rushing on all fours. Trying to run normally felt too awkward now, it only felt to walk straight up, and sometimes not even then.
Jennifer reached downstairs to find her mother, now in the similar shape of herself. She wore a cooking apron as she was in the middle of cooking breakfast, the smell of muffins almost lifted the anxiety of the this day, almost. Despite being so small, the muffins seemed their same old size, Jennifer needed two hands to hold a single one, and given the size she only needed one.
As she started to bite into the fluffy muffin top, the slight spattering of blueberry dripping over her muzzle. Her mom was seen continuing to clean up the house. "Jen, are you going be home late tonight or should I be expecting you after school?"
Jennifer looked up from her food, crumbs falling from her mouth onto the floor. "What do you mean?" she replied back.
"Oh nothing, I just didn't know if you had plans is all." Her mother chimed back before starting hum to herself, she was certainly in a good mood for some reason. Jennifer saw the clock before realizing it was almost time for the bus. Carrying her schoolbag, now turned satchel. She carried her remaining breakfast with her as she made her way to the bus stop.