It was a sunny saturday morning in the middle of a wonderful summer. I decided to clean my closet, because, well, it was a disaster zone. A total disaster zone; like as if a car crash happened. I then got up out of bed, got to my closet, and started cleaning and organizing stuff. There was a lot of things I could sell that I don’t need anymore. Things like pots, old keyboards, and a bunch more that I don’t bother mentioning.
After about a half an hour of cleaning, I was finished. Finally. Until I saw a tube filled with a murky brown liquid inside, on the top shelf of the closet. I got it, and looked at it. It had a piece of paper tape on it with the words “Potion” on it. “The hell? I don’t remember getting this.” I said, confused with one eyebrow up. I decided to drink it. It tasted like freshly cut beets, but a few seconds later after I drank it, there was a very nasty aftertaste. The taste of dirt. Mud. Dust. Tastes that I disliked. Horrid. I hated it. I regretted drinking that brown stuff. I gagged. “Ugh! Gross!” I yelled in pure and utter disgust. I wanted to puke because it was so fucking disgusting. I ran to the kitchen, grabbed a glass, filled it with fresh-tasting alkalized 9.5ph water, and chugged it down, in hopes to get rid of the dirt taste. The taste was still there, and I refilled my glass again. And again. I tried countless times to get rid of the dirt aftertaste. The taste still remained, without surrender. I then ran to the bathroom, and scrubbed my tongue with soap. The taste of soap was awful. Strong. Overpowering. Harsh. Unyielding. It finally got the dirt taste out of my mouth. Jesus Christ. I’m glad it’s over now. I then rinsed my mouth to get rid of the soap taste. “Oh my god…” I said as I was breathing very heavily, gasping for air.
A few moments later… (spongebob reference XD)
I am sitting on the couch, on my laptop. I decided to email one of my friends about what I discovered in my closet. I typed out the email, and sent it. And all of a sudden, I started to have an unfamiliar feeling. A strange and unusual tingly sensation. “Why the hell do I have the tingles? I never got tingles in my life! I mean, seriously, what the- ARF!!” I said to myself, and I covered my mouth with my hands. I was confused about the sound I let out. What the hell is going on? “The hell? Did I just bark like a dog? Was it from the liquid I drank? I don’t know what the hell that was- ARF!!” I said, and I quickly covered my mouth with my hands again. “I think the effects are starting to take place!” I said, flabbergasted. I better be dreaming. I have transformed too many times in my life. “Cut me a fucking break already!!! RRRRRRR…” I growled, and I let out a muffled growl. My heart sunk through the floor. “Did I just growl?” I questioned. I have TFed into a cat lots of times already in my life. I don’t want to be a god damn dog! “I don’t want to be a puppy!! *Whine*” I yelled softly, and my heart sunk even harder. “Did I just whine like a dog?” I said, my cheeks flushed. “YELP!- me!!” I yelled, and I covered my mouth with my hands yet again. “Did I just yelp!? Why am I making dog noises?! What is happening?!?!” I screamed in terror.
I then started to feel my fingers slowly fuse together as paw pads began to form on my hands.
CRICK! CRACK! SNAP! POP! I heard and felt my hands become paws. Brown fur suddenly appeared as fur sprouted out of my skin like a young plant in fresh fertilizer. An ear-shattering SNAP! followed as my hands finished transforming, which hurt like hell, making me wince for a split second. I then started to feel slightly tired. “Ugh… what… is… ARF!!- happening…?” I groaned. I covered my mouth with my paws. My eyes changed color from bluish-green to light blue. I looked at my hands; I gasped in horror. “WTF?! WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY HANDS?!” I screamed in pure horror. I then saw the fur slowly spread up my arms. “Oh no!!! Please no!!!! *Whine*” I yelled, and I let out a long whine. I then felt something sprouting out of my lower back. It grew at a slow and steady pace. It hurt like hell. “AAAAAHHHH- AARRROOOOOOOOOO!!!” I howled, and I covered my mouth with my paws. “Did I just howl?” I said, my cheeks flushed so much that my cheeks felt scalding hot. It was pushing through my jeans as hard as it could with mighty force, creating more and more uncomfortable and painful pressure on my front.
SSSSSSHHHHHHHRRRRRRRIIIIIPPPPP!!!! My new appendage pushed right through my jeans, leaving a hole, and ruining my jeans too. It then curled very slowly. “YELP!!!” I let out a razor-loud yelp because it felt so weird. It then stopped curling. I threw my head around, and saw a white plumed tail. “WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!?!?!?!” I screamed. My paws quickly felt my tail in fear. It felt so soft and plush. Scottish fold soft. As soft as a fluffy cloud. My neck then got devoured by fur as white fur began to sprout out of my skin on my neck, and diamond shaped stones appeared around my neck. “OMG OMG!!! I---IT CAN’T BE!!!” I yelled. I then gasped. “ROCKRUFF!?” I exclaimed. I felt my feet transform. “I HAVE TO GET MY SHOES OFF- ARF!!” I screamed. I struggled as I desperately tried to take off my shoes with my paws. My feet got engulfed in brown fur, my toes fused together, and paw pads appeared on the bottom of my feet. I then started to shrink at an alarming rate. Fur was sprouting all over my chest and my upper body, making my shirt feel extremely uncomfortable. I managed to remove both of my shoes, but I right when I took off my shoes, I heard a loud SSSHHHHRRRRIIIIPPPP!!! because my paws ripped through my socks. I looked at my feet, and to my horror, they were paws. Rockruff paws.
I then started to have a splitting headache as my ears sharpened and moved towards the top of my head. “AAAARRRROOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” I howled in pain. Then my ears rested at the top of my head, but then they flopped forward, making my ears look like the ears of a scottish fold. I was shrinking to the size of Rockruff / a puppy, making the living room look like the room of a giant to me. My nose then became a tiny pink button nose, and fur started to spread up my legs. My heels moved upwards, making my legs haunches, and making me struggle to keep myself upright. “Woahwoahwoahwoahwoah!!!” I exclaimed, struggling to stay on my feet. I then fell backwards, twisted my body around swiftly, and landed on my paws with a soft thump / thudd. I am now the size of Rockruff / a puppy. My shoulders dissapeared as my arms moved toward the front of me. “Oh crud!! *Whine*” I whined as tears began to stream down my cheeks. My teeth sharpened, making my canines sharper, and my face became slowly covered in warm fur. My face started to stretch into a muzzle. “GOD WHY?! HELP- AAARRRROOOOOOOOOO!!!” I howled loudly. The hair on my head then slowly melted into my fur. I remember there was a mirror in my bedroom I haven’t put on my wall yet, so I started walking to my bedroom, but I was struggling to get to my room because I haven’t got the hang of walking on all fours, nor was I used to walking on all fours.
I got to my room, and looked at my reflection. I gasped in horror. I AM NOW ROCKRUFF. “( flamango refrence) MAH CAN’T BELIEVE THIS!!!” I whined, both of my front paws on the top of my head. “Well, I’m gonna have to cope with this until I can find someone who can reverse this.” I whined.