Your plan of tricking Madame Morphia and Issabella not only do not work, they also back fire. Now, instead of having strange dreams, you find that you black out, sometimes for what appears to be days on end. And what you do, you are not sure. But you do know that it doesn't involve searching for a way out of the mansion.
Lying in bed, listening as the rain continuously falls, wearing the usual pyjamas to bed, the plush mouse lying close to your side, you ask yourself over and over, "What have I been doing?"
You know for a fact that it doesn't involve searching the house because of the couple of times you did fight the blackouts and found yourself either dressed in a girl's costume or doing something only a girl would do; like playing house with the dolls, as one the examples you found yourself doing.
Sighing, you thoughts drift to the other thing that is bothering you; the changes. For the most part, you are still male between the legs. But for some reason it looks smaller, which bothers you. On top of that, you think you might be shrinking.
You cannot remember how tall you were before all this started to happen, but you know for a fact that you were taller than five foot two, your current height. And to top it off, your body has also undergone some transformation and some of the baby fat from years ago has returned, further giving you the appearance of a childe.
Tossing and turning, these thoughts and more racing through your head, you drift off to sleep. And for the first time in however long, you dream.
You find yourself back outside again. Issabella, who for some reason looks younger, is sitting at a table. Indicating a chair, she tells you, "Please sit down. Madame Morphia will join us shortly."
Looking down, you sigh with relief when you see that you are not naked, but are slightly disappointed to see that you're wearing a pink and white, flowing dress. Not caring that Issabella is watching you, you reach down and lift up the dress. What you see confirms that you are once again missing your male genitalia. Letting the dress fall back into place, you look behind you, with some difficultly and take in the fox tail poking out past the hem of the garment.
"Please take a seat," a voice tells you and turning you watch as Madame Morphia in her human form takes a seat at the table.
Feeling you should not disobey her, you sit down, adjusting yourself so that you are not sitting on your tail, torn between liking the way the fabric feels against your skin and disliking it immensely.
Madame Morphia clears her throat and you turn you attention her. Folding her hands before her, she tells you, "What I am about to do, what Issabella suggested, is only down in about one in every three thousand cases. It sometimes makes the transition period easier. And sometimes it doesn't"
Curious, you look at the two females across from you and then ask, "What transition period?"
Madame Morphia smiles and then tells you, "There is a reason as to why you came to my house. Why you are turning into a girl. Why it is essential that you figure out your inner animal."
Issabella cleared her throat and Madame Morphia looked at her. Asking, "May I ask a question, mother?"
A nod and Issabella proceeded.
"Since your arrival, except for the need to sleep, have you noticed that you do not eat? That you don't have to use the bathroom, except for that time I told you to?"
Thinking carefully, you nod and Issabella asks you, "What has the weather been like since your arrival?"
You think hard and then you tell her, "Stormy, even though Madame Morphia said it would pass early in the morning."
Madame Morphia smiles at this and asks, "What time is it?"
You think long and hard at this and looking up, you shrug, unsure of the time. Another smile and then Madame Morphia begins to shift. Frightened, you jump out of your chair automatically as you suddenly find yourself looking at a demon once again.
Grinning even more, the demon tells you in Madame Morphia's voice, "We shall take things slowly and hope that you make faster progression."
Unsure, you watch as the demon makes a motion with one of its clawed hands. Suddenly you realise that Issabella has vanished. The moment this realisation comes to you, rain begins to fall in a torrential downfall. The world around you swirls and you find yourself looking at a car.
Gasping you realise that it is your car, but something looks off. From next to you, Madame Morphia tells you, "You must look and see before you can come to accept."
A hand is placed on your back and pushes you forward. Stepping forward, you look at the car and suddenly realise something. Gazing at it, you can see yourself inside, but you are slumped over the wheel, blood pouring out a gash in your head. In front of the car is a tree, surrounded by the crumple remains of the front end of the automobile. Stepping back, you shake your head as Madame Morphia tells you, "Only the dead find their way to my house."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO," you scream out, in a high feminine voice and suddenly you find yourself sitting up in bed, Madame Morphia's final words echoing through your head.