Karyn sighed back. "Look," she said, "enough of this moaning and groaning. You're going to be a girl for a year and there's nothing you can do about it. Now come on!" She shoved Jennifer into the bathroom and shut and locked the door. She grabbed Jennifer in a hold from the back and began to pull her clothing off, ignoring Jennifer's protests. After a short tussle, all the clothes were off. "Now look," said Karyn. She turned Jennifer to face the full-length mirror on the wall. "This is you. This will be you for the next year. I'm sorry I had to do this, but you need to get used to the idea."
Jennifer shut her eyes tight, afraid to look. She stood there for a long time, knowing that Karyn was ready to grab her and hold her again if she tried to escape. Finally, curiosity got the better of her and she slowly opened her eyes.
Staring back at her from the mirror was a slender, well-built catgirl in her late teens. She was about four foot ten, around six inches shorter than Karyn. Her brown hair hung halfway to her waist, spilling over her shoulders and providing a nice compliment to her medium-gray fur. From her chest there hung two moderate-sized breasts, not very large, but not small either. Her tail, about three feet in length, curled around one leg and idly swished in front of her as she continued to stare. Jennifer let out a soft gasp. The creature in the mirror was pretty. Was it her? She knew it was. She continued to stare for a long time.
