"Oh mine is..."
You tell Samantha your name.
"Nice name" she says looking at you smiling "But lets just call you Luna so to make sure no one knows who you are"
"OK" you reply. Understandable as you don't want your family targeted "So what do we do now?"
"Well" Sam replied "I going to take you to my lab. We need to find out how much of you has changed and stop any further changes from happening"
You look at her hopefully "You mean you will be able to cure this?!" You ask excitedly jogging faster, Sam is fast walking in big strides.
"...." she looks back at you sadly "I'm..I'm sorry I can't cure you. I can only reverse the changes to your original self but...."
"But?" you ask, dreading the answer
"If you get aggravated instead of changing into a dog you will only grow back the parts that had changed before I reversed them" She replies looking away "I'm sorry but you won't be properly human again"
You look away from her. Closing your eyes and forcing back your tears. 'I..will never be normal again' you think. You continue walking without looking.
"HEY!!" Shouts someone nearby
You open your eyes quickly and just manage to dive out of the way of a truck, falling hard on you ass.
You yelp in pain from the fall but you're not injured. The driver of the truck had stopped and ran over to you.
"Hey are you all right?" ask the old, slightly balding man worriedly.
"Ye..yea I'm fine" you reply rubbing your butt. "Thank..."
You look up at the man to see him staring at your hat with shock on his face. You look around and see a slight crowd has gathered, all with the same look on their face. Your right ear feels slightly heavy. You feel your stomach lurch as you realise what they might be staring at. You look over at the nearest store window from your seated position and see that your hat had fallen off your left dog ear and was hanging on your right. You stand up quickly and step back from the man, who has stood up as well.
"Your one of them!" he says loudly, surprised.
You hear the crowd whispering and chatting about you.
"My god its one of those freaks from that island!" whispers one woman
"What do we do?" says another
"They say a reward is given to the person who brings one of these escapees in" says a man
"Mommy what's wrong with that girls ears?" says a small child "They look like doggies"
"NO! Don't look at them!" Replies a hysterical mother to the child "You might catch what she has!"
"She looks like such a freak!" Says a young man
"No...I'm not a freak!" you whimper, your ears fold back, holding you arm "I'm not..."
"Luna!" shouts a familiar voice. You look over and see Samantha trying to get to you, through the crowd, and pointing frantically over to the left. You look and see Security guards coming your way. You can't move. Your legs refuse to budge. You are paralysed in fear and sadness. 'Just like an...animal' you think. You sink to your knees crying.
"Luna...." says Samantha quietly, you can still hear her because of the ears "Luna please stop or else...!"
Samantha is blurred out as the crowd gets louder. Your sadness seems to encompass your whole being. You have never experienced this much before. Could it be because of the animal you are becoming? 'Just like an..animal' You say again in your head.
You then feel something tickling your lower back. This brings you partially out of you sorrow and you notice that the back of your spine is burning. You feel something soft and furry rubbing against the uniforms jeans and belt. Time seems to slow as you feel something push its way out from you spine. You can hear it growing. It is not painful at all, it is actually kinda pleasurable. It snakes down your butt, through your panties and stops short of the back of your knee, being held against your leg by the tightness of the jeans.
"My god did you see that!" Shouts a man behind her "She just grew a tail!"
"Really?!" Replies a young woman "Wow you're totally right! What a freak! She's Changing still"
"Hey you!" Shouts a man, authoritatively "Stay right there!"
"Luna" says Samantha, who has managed to get through the crowd now "Come on Luna we have to go. NOW"
With what little strength you have left from the encompassing fear, sadness and the slight pleasure of the tail growth, you push yourself up off the floor. The world spinning and twisting before your eyes. You are about to fall but someone grabs you and picks you up, someone unfamiliar. Another unfamiliar person nearby says in a muffled voice
"It's time...."