Emily could barely wait for the drive to be over. It was a sentiment her roommate shared, but their reasons differed. She still had a pang of worry for how she was going to explain this when Cara noticed what was happening to them, but as soon as they were back in the apartment that worry was overwhelmed by curiosity. As Cara and her rumbling stomach marched for the kitchen, the redhead retreated into her room and closed the door.
Shoes and socks were first, revealing toenails that were curving and vaguely clawlike, much like her fingernails. She eagerly shimmied off her pants next, marveling at the growth of red hairs evident on her now unrepentantly libertine legs. Of course, that was nearly nothing to what she saw once her gaze traveled betwixt her legs. There, protruding from the edges of her utilitarian cotton panties was a thick sprawl of coppery hair. A quick, almost guilty peek beneath them brought a blush to her freckled cheeks as she saw the lush tuft that now graced her.
Though she was sorely tempted to give that region a more thorough examination, she continued her inventory elsewhere on her body. Her legs and arms felt more toned than they ever had, her spine faintly but palpably raised from her back. Her palms and fingertips felt just the least bit leathery against her skin as they probed and found similar fuzz to what she had seen on Cara's lower back.
Satisfied with what she'd found of her body, she turned to face her vanity's mirror, turning on the light to get a better look at her face. Her ears had grown perhaps a bit more elfin, but it was hard to tell. Her cheekbones and brow seemed more angular and prominent, her eyebrows themselves a bit thicker especially as they neared her temples. Her hairline had crept forward into a widow's peak, and her hair itself seemed wilder, discontent at staying in place. Was it longer? Emily stretched it out and confirmed her suspicion. Just as the rest of her body had gained hair, this unruly mane was already inches longer. Emily grinned at the mirror, and was pleasantly greeted with the sight of her newly-feral eye teeth.
Her reverie was interrupted by a delicious smell wafting from the other side of the door. Her nostrils flared, and she barely stopped herself from drooling. Cara certainly had wasted no time in cooking up dinner, and Emily found she was nearly starving.