She hadn't felt right since she'd tried on that bathing suit at the store. She declined to purchase it, but even though it was off of her body and back on the shelf she'd still noticed something was unusual. Lauren hurried away from the store, feeling like someone was watching her. The sensation that eyes were scanning her back seemed to get stronger the faster she walked.

It started at her extremities. Her fingers and hooves started to tingle, like when she had sat the wrong way and blood was flowing back through them again. She twitched her nose uncomfortably, the end itching like she'd taken a sniff of pepper.

She felt her insides churning and bubbling. Something was happening to her, and it wasn't good. Lauren cursed. She had spent sunday as a feral zebra, monday in her elephant form, tuesday as a six year old, wednesday as a crux, wednesday night as a male werewolf, and thursday as a stallion. Now that she was herself again, her nice normal self, she wanted to stay that way.

That bathing suit wouldn't have done anything, would it?

Art by oter