Hunger
The mattress beneath your legs is comfortable for a moment, and then you let out a small yelp as you sit on your tail. Your head quickly flashes around, and you take a second to look at the giant floof that extends from the base of your spine and outward. It moves almost of its own volition, wagging back and forth as you stare at it... and you have to admit to yourself that it's an odd and yet exciting sensation.
There's something about all of this that's exciting in its own level -- even the fact that your body is a female instead of male is exciting. It's nothing that you'd ever thought to want before, but now that you're experiencing it...
Well, suffice to say, you realize that it isn't so bad after all.
You take a deep breath, and you realize that you're picking up scents that you hadn't before; you're picking up so much that you hadn't before. Everything is amplified, and everything is almost mind-numblingly in your face. You can feel your nose twitch from the scents that are trailing through your newly-heightened sensory system, and your stomach starts growling.
You hadn't realized it, but you're far hungrier than you were when you came into the room with the costumes. Apparently, the new body comes with a new set of needs and desires... and one of those desires, and now the main thing on your mind is the smell that is spilling through your nose.
Meat -- warm, perfect meat. You need it. Your stomach growls and some instinct inside of you seemed to take over; you know that dogs are different than humans in the sense that they fill their needs when they have them, and that their needs have a certain level of importance different to humans. After all, when you were hungry before, you could just call and order a pizza.
Maybe you could do that here, but you certainly didn't see a phone anywhere around you. There was just the closet with the clothing, and the ID that you still held in your hand. You shrug, clip it to your shirt, and stand up.
You wobble slightly on your legs, but after a few moments of pacing around the room, you find the stride that you need to be able to walk without making a fool of yourself. Your nose is still twitching, and you can feel saliva building up on your tongue from desire. The food that you want is close by -- either that, or your senses are another thing that you need to grow accustomed to. Whatever the case, you're going to get to it. You exit through the door that leads out, and you're once again taken aback. You noticed the world shifting around you before, but noticing it and really seeing it is two different things.
This is not the hallway that you walked in through. This isn't even a hallway at all.
You were in a motel room, and now you're standing outside... and this is not your world.
Written by Karlyene on 10 June 2018