With not so much fear as resigned acceptance, Jenny read the Fortune from the 6th Cookie:
“You want normalcy back?
But it’s not going to happen
Though no more from your nipples
From you’re ass you’re still crapping
To keep the balance
A new body you’ll take
The form of a werewolf
With tits you can shake
You choose how to take it
In both body and mind
Picture the image
And get ready for the grind.”
Reading the lines over and over, it didn’t take Jenny long to work out what this “fortune” was getting at.
One. She wasn’t going to have any shit coming from her tits anymore.
Two. She still needed regular diapers.
Three. She was gonna wind up some form of werewolf now.
Four. She needed to imagine the particular form first.
Five. She still needed to keep her front up if she was to keep the likes of Kyle at bay.
Six. She was alone in the bathroom.
“Seriously, how are you supposed to deal with that?” She whispered to herself, as she felt the first prickling in her arms. Her body was shifting, changing, muscle and fur building up fast as her face pushed out into a lupine muzzle and a tail slid out of a new hole in her still-on diaper. And her feet lengthened as she started putting her weight on the balls of them as her breasts pushed out into the FF Range.
“Dammit.” She moaned as she looked at her reflection, the gold eyes staring back at her as she put one clawed hand to the side of her head. Perhaps only a minute passed, when she felt the now-familiar sensation of her bladder and bowels relieving themselves against her will, the once-fresh diaper staining and sagging slightly.
“Well, shit.” She grumbled.
“Shit indeed.” She heard a voice to her side, seeing Susan looking at her from the bathroom door. “So what were you complaining about?”
“How, how long were you there?” Jenny demanded.
“Oh, just a minute or two.”
“Well.” Jenny worked out how to explain her mini-outburst. “I just changed when this.” She pointed to her filled diaper with a clawed hand.
“Sucks when that happens, huh?”
“Sure does. Oh well, better get something on now, and then the plans for today.” She sighed, trying to make the best of the situation, seeing Susan stare at her oddly. “What?” She queried, already getting slightly nervous again.
A//N: Had to Edit since realised after post that details from start of this story thread had been overlooked.