Jen awoke, feeling hot, with her tongue hanging out and panting. She tried to stand up, but fell forwards, and suddenly stopped. Looking down, Jen saw red fur over her arms and chest, and what looked like a fox's body under that, complete with four legs and paws! She wasn't just a centaur, she was now a foxtaur! Gingerly, she tried to take a step, and fell over onto her side with a yip. Groaning, she pushed herself back up, and looked down. "Okay, can't walk like a human anymore." She thought to herself. "Let's try like a fox." Taking a step at a time, she learned to alternate her paws when walking. She slowly managed to make her way to the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. A female foxtaur stared back at her. Her shirt felt a little tight, her breasts looking a bit larger. She turned as best she could in the seemingly cramped bathroom, and saw her pants were gone. Thankfully, nothing could be seen that should be covered.
She sighed, and walked back to the room, and saw a telephone. Who should she call?