The pain subsides for a moment, and you feel a sense of warmth and comfort overtake you. The necklace seems to glow brightly in your grasp, but you feel no fear and simply clutch onto it tighter and tighter. You clutch it so tightly that the edges of the pendant begin to cut into your palm. The pain suddenly escalates again and sharpens your mind into focus. Panic begins to overtake you as you realise that this is not all as false as you had previously believed.
The previously comforting warmth became unbearably hot, overwhelming your body with sensations of itchiness and sweat. Gasping for air, you squirmed and kicked at the covers of your bed, knocking them to the floor with a rustling that echoed for an eternity. The pain spreads through your shoulders and hips, down your legs to your feet and then begins to overwhelm you.
The sound of bones snapping echoes through your reality, and you open your mouth in a silent scream of agony. Your body's bones are realigning, and your very face itself is changing and reshaping itself. Your eyes roll back into your head as you become overwhelmed by the sensation, trembling and shaking and kicking. Your hips swell and your waist narrows - your face is stretching out into a muzzle and the heat is growing nearly unbearable. You start to scratch and rip at your clothes, tearing them off in desperation. Tufts of coarse fur become caught between your fingers, and you shiver at the sensation. Has your cat found its way into bed?
Enough was enough. Between the agony, the breaking, the shifting and the scratching, you could handle no more. The nightmare had to end.
Your eyes snap open for the last time. You are no longer at home, nor safe in bed, but you know instinctively that this is no dream and you are wide awake. You lay on a bed of leaves, naked as the day you were born and shivering slightly in the morning cool. Trees surround you and a world of powerful smells instantly assail your nose.
Your...nose? You squinted at the sight of a muzzle between your eyes, and then gasped in fear. The sound was unfamiliar, softer and more feminine than your voice should sound. You shot up in a bolt of panic, staring down at yourself in a combination of horror and confusion. What had once been a mildly fit male body was now curved and relatively well-muscled. A pair of shapely, moderately-sized breasts (perhaps a b-cup at most) had accentuated your figure, and your manhood was now long-gone, replaced by a shapely furred cleft.
Swallowing hard and running your hands cautiously down your furred figure, you couldn't help but explore it a bit further. Your skin was no longer visible beneath the red-orange fur that coated you, with a belly and breasts of soft white. Dirt and leaf had clung to your new coat and you instinctively brush it off, before shuddering at the knowledge of what you had become. A sense of a fifth limb had been nagging at your mind far too long, and you clumsily move it around in front of you so that you can hold it. Your tail is thick and bushy, of good length and equally soft fur. It is the final evidence of what you have become - a vixen, half-woman and half-fox.