The die came up a one. "So," Karyn said, "we become cats now?"
"Well, felines," said Jon. "Cats, as in housecats, are certainly one obvious option, but we could just as easily wind up cheetahs or tigers or..." He trailed off as the changes set in. Fur shot up both of their backs, and in a flash they had full coats. Both of them grew a little leaner, and Karyn's chest shrunk back to a normal size, developing a new set of muscles. Their ears moved up on top of their heads and grew thin, triangular, and pointed, and their faces reshaped into more of a muzzle shape. Their tongues grew a little thinner and rougher, and their incisor and molar teeth reshaped into canines. Karyn stretched, hands balled into fists, and yowled in surprise when her new claws dug into the growing pads on her palms. Thankfully, the alterations to her hands stopped with that, but her feet quickly reshaped into digitigrade paws. She yowled again as her tail began to grow, pressing against the back of her pants. She stuffed a hand down inside them and pulled her tail out over the back as Jon did the same with his.
Both waited a minute or so, expecting more changes, but none came. They looked each other over before looking themselves over. Both were humanoid housecats, about five feet tall, both lean, and Karyn particularily sleek. Karyn's fur was a light calico, and her hair was the same sandy blonde as parts of her coat. Jon's fur was medium gray, and his hair was a darker brown. "So," said Karyn, "I guess it's done."
"Seems that way," said Jon. "It would be nice if our pants had gotten some tail-holes in the process, but a pair of scissors can fix that."
Karyn stuck a hand down the front of her shirt. "What the-?" she muttered as she felt the new muscles. Jon eyed her in a curious fashion, not quite sure what to say. "What...?" he began, before Karyn cut him off. "It's some development like a natural bra or something," she said, a little embarrassed. "Why did that happen, I wonder?" she mused.
"I'm no expert," Jon said, "but I'd guess it's a survival thing. Maybe our new species is designed to be viable in a feral state, like if it had always existed. It'd certainly be easier for females to hunt, or run away, with such a feature. That probably also explains why...um...why yesterday's wish was reversed."
"Yeah," Karyn said. "I wonder what else has changed? Clothing norms? Behavioral expectations? Diet, I'd guess. If there are other species of humanoid felines, have any social structures changed?"
"I dunno," muttered Jon. "Let's go take a look."
