Well, you didn't see any cows there, did you?

You remember that the last peace of meat you had was a hamburger in the village, bought from a street vendor. It had been very tasty. As you think that, you feel your body twisting, bones reforming. You think, *I'm gonna be a cow!*, but you are mistaken. Badly mistaken. You start to shrink, and start to grow gray fur. You fingers shrink and become pink, while your face bulges out into a long muzzle. Massive insisors push through your gums, and your ears become rodent-like. The last thing that happens is a long, pink tail pushes it's way out of the base of your spine. You look yourself over. Your a rat, literally! That vendor is so sued! that is, if you can get out of this...

Written by an anonymous author

And speaking of rats...
you are a wererat

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