"I think I'll take the Teen Cat," said Carrie, "A little goes a long way with a cat. They're not like werewolves with their huge muzzles."
"You're sure you wouldn't like something more... immersive?" asked Dr. Thompson forcefully.
"And expensive?" Carrie tacked on pointedly.
"You got me!" Dr. Thompson laughed (sounding a bit embarrassed), "The Teen Cat it is! Though Bast IS a Tier Thr..." A glare from Carrie cut her off. "Sorry. You know, you've got a lot more guts than I gave you credit for. You'll make a fantastic werecat! Now, the Teen Cat costs $249.99, but but You can pay for it in five easy payments of $50. Are we fine with that? Good! Follow me."
Dr. Thompson led Carrie through a hallway and into what looked to Carrie like a doctor's office. A man dressed like a doctor stood in the middle of the office. "A would-be Tier 1 werecat here for you, Dr. Morgenstern," said Dr. Thompson.
"Good afternoon," said Dr. Morgenstern cheerfully, "pleased to meet you, ma'am. What's your name?"
"Carol 'Carrie' Kathleen Huntsville Tucker," said Carrie, deciding that She liked Dr. Morgenstern.
"I'm Dr. Trevor Nathan Morgenstern, Mrs. Tucker. And between you and me, I'm glad you didn't let Dr. Thompson push you into buying a higher tier than you were comfortable with."
"I'm still in this room!" said Dr. Thompson, annoyed. She walked out of the room.
"I'd swear that woman must have either been a lawyer or used car saleswoman before she joined us!" said Dr. Morgenstern, "I myself am a Tier 1 wereotter. Anything higher would be too... extreme for my tastes. But back to the task at hand. Have a seat. Just give me a moment to find the right serum." Dr. Morgenstern sorted through a stack of boxes. He finally pulled up one marked 'Tier 1 Werecat'. He took out a syringe from the box. "Could you please pull up your sleeve?" he asked. Carrie did as she was told. She felt a prick in her shoulder for a moment. "All done!" announced Dr. Morgenstern, "Feel free to test out the transformation right her. After all, Tier 1 grants you complete control over your metamorphosis."
"Sounds good to me, Doctor," said Carrie, "I did this for my husband John, but I'm starting to get genuinely excited about being a werecat!" Carrie stood up and thought deeply about being a werecat, willing herself to change.
Carrie's ears then began to change, becoming more feline. She looked at her hand as her claws grew in. She tested them, discovering that they were fully retractable. Her teeth then began to come to points, forming fangs. A slightly thin layer then grew out of her legs, arms, and face. A downy blanket of hair then grew from Carrie's torso, giving her a hirsute appearance. Carrie's sighed; the change felt a bit pleasurable. She felt her nose flatten, giving her face a feline cast. Her eyes then took on a catlike appearance. Finally, a furry tail sprouted from Carrie's ass, spilling out of her jeans. Carrie purred with joy. She felt slinky, sexy, sly... she felt like a cat.
Dr. Morgenstern wheeled a floor mirror up to her. "What do you think?" he asked.
"MEOW!" said Carrie delightedly, "I look HOT! And the morph felt really good, almost like I was masturbating."
"Now you see what I meant when I said that anything higher would have been too much for people like us," said Dr. Morgenstern, "Now Dr. Thompson on the other hand.. I'm not even sure she ever sleeps with the same guy (or girl) twice! Small wonder she's a Tier 3."
"Thank you SO MUCH, Dr. Morgenstern!" said Carrie, "You've been great. Goodbye!"
"Goodbye Mrs. Tucker," said Dr. Morgenstern, "and thank you for choosing Wolf While you Wait for your lycanthropic needs." Carrie then changed herself back into a human and stepped back out into the streets of Toon World, now a proud werecat.