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you glance down and see that your basic shape is not that diffrent from what it was and that whatever happened left your clothes alone just covering your skin in a warm layer of fur with the markings of a husky. glancing into the foot well you see your shoes layng on the floor and that you are not likely to get them on anytime soon as your feet are two to three times as long as they use to be and you seem to walk on your toes. you glance at your hands and see elegent, clever hands with small claws at the end that look like they could have been manicured. you find a tail running through a hole in the seat into the space behind the seat. you also find it is pushing your undies down so your make a hole in them and put the tail through so the elastic is on top. the nylons are hopeless so you slip them off and put them with your shoes and purse on the passengers seat. then finally you gather the courage to look at your face which you know has been changed the most of all. you fold down the visor mirror to look at yourself and see pointed apparently mobile eares on the top of your head, long beautiful copper coin red curly hair, beautiful enchanting green eyes, and a cute elegent looking muzzle slack jawed in awe at just how good you look.
then your mind turns to other things like how are you your even going to talk with such different equipment, what your going to do for ID with such a different looking face, where the heck you are going on this long road that seems to go on forever among other things.
you try to talk and it comes out as beautiful and elegent as the rest of you. you conjucture that whatever changed the outside must of changed the insides so that you knew how to do this stuff. you grab your purse to find the ID inside you open it to look inside and cannot it is like light just stops at the entrance so you stick your hand in to try and find it anyways and your arm goes in up to your bicepts. you hastily pull it out with no harm and think things through. after some experimentation you find out that if you hold your hand inside and say, "ID" it would come to you. looking at the face that you once had you glance at the name and realise that it is your own from when you were male and all the information is the same except for female for male and the home address. as you were looking at the stats you were absently rubbing overtop of the photo. suddenly the photo ripples and becomes a photo of you now , you relise that you changed it by rubbing it, you look wet, dishevled, and miserable, in other words, it has become the usual bad photo everyone seems to get on there ID's .
as for were you are going you figure you can eather keep going forwards till you find a side road or you can risk going back into the weirder stuff your left behind you. you decide...
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