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Squir-something
🕑 Added 2024-07-19 02:23:35 +0000 UTC"No no no nooo, not now!" she moaned. She tried to ignore it and keep jogging, picking up the pace, hoping she could make it to any sort of shelter before the changes overtook her.
This was the path...it had been this very path where that damned squirrel had bitten her, and her troubles began. She kept running it anyway; she told herself that the damage was already done, and no sense in abandoning a good jogging trail. But a part of her she didn't want to acknowledge secretly wondered if she'd encounter him again, maybe when she was fuzzier and shorter...
Today threatened to be that day. She stumbled, her feet too big for her running shoes, and she cursed as she kicked them off. Her sweatpants and panties couldn't come off soon enough, as the fires within her raged...she ran her pawlike hands down her changing form, panting, drooling...drooling from both ends. The ground rushed up to meet her, and a chittering rang in her ears, not all of it her own...some of it sounded...virile, masculine...
