"So what else has changed," Richard asked herself as she stood nude in front of the mirror in her room.
Around her, the room has taken on a more soft and feminine appearance, with decorations aiming toward Hello Kitty, Disney Princess and pictures of different Ballet artists in their various forms and poses.
But the room wasn't the only thing that was making Richard ask this. It was also her very appearance plus the fact that since she had woken up, Richard for some reason found it difficult to think in the terms of he, him and himself.
Thinking of herself more and more as Melissa, Richard had stripped off the nightgown and standing naked in front of the mirror, she tried to ascertain what was different.
Her room and the way she thought of herself, obviously...but there was something else. Her mouth and nose, Richard noticed, was now more of a small snout with the just the barest hint of three whiskers pushing out on either side. To top this off, her snout and head was now fully covered in a soft white fur...which was also slowly creeping down the front and back of her torso.
There was also the fact that she also figured her age out in a completely different manner. In human terms, Richard/Melissa thought her age might be closer to eight. But in the terms of her new species it was less then one and wouldn't reach the first year until she was ten human years. "Sort of like it takes me one year to age, but ten human years pass in the process," she thought out loud...attempting to wrap her mind around what she has figured out...and trying also to come to the terms that she matured faster.
Glad that there was no school on Saturday, Richard/Melissa sighed and twitching her tail, which was now fully grown and had the faintest hint of being covered with a downy white fur as well, she skipped across the room and opened her dresser.
From within she took out a medium blue shirt and a matching skirt. Dressing in that, glad that she didn't need to where underwear because it interfered with her tail's movements, she turned and skipped out of her room. As she did this, she wondered if mommy was up yet and what there was for breakfast.
Passing the bathroom, she decided that she needed to pee and stepping inside, she paused briefly in front of the mirror that her mom had hung on the wall next to the tub, noted that she was slightly shorter, about four foot one, shrugged at this and sat down on the toilet to do her business.
Afterward, she made her way into the kitchen and finding no one there, headed for the living room instead. To her surprise, Richard/Melissa found a note sitting on the coffee table. Picking up, wondering if it was in fact the very same one she had made her wish on, Richard/Melissa slowly slowly unfolded the note, crawling up onto the couch as she did so.
Before he eyes, she read...with some trouble...the words that she had transcribed onto the piece of paper. And then her eyes drifted toward the instructions and she read the part about tearing the note up to cancel her wish.
Holding the note, reading and rereading what was written, "Richard/Melissa asked herself, "Do I want to stop this. Go back to the way things were before. Or should I just fold up the note and let things progress onward. After all, I never really wanted to be a girl and this whole wish was just so my mother would be happy."
But something about this troubled Richard/Melissa. Specifically the fact that for some reason she enjoyed being female and didn't exactly want to undo anything...mostly because her mother was happy.
Troubled by this and the return of the note, Richard/Melissa sat on the couch reviewing the note and going over her options. After a bit, tossing different ideas back and forth...and disregarding several in the process... she made her decision.