Jon woke up disoriented, brain fogged. Then, with a sudden jolt of awareness, he remembered what the nurse had said, jumping up with a yowl. He tried to relax and speak, but all that came out were a series of cat-like noises.
He hadn't expected it to work. He didn't feel like a cat-girl though. He forced himself to focus, and looked around. It was his room...but where was all his stuff? It was all gone. Everything he owned. The room had even been freshly repainted and recarpeted.
He started to panic, and found himself caressing his tail suddenly and purring. He didn't know why he had done it, but it calmed him down.
It took a while before he noticed someone else entering the room. It was...Zoe? But she wasn't a Goth. She was dressed in a dark manner, but she looked like a normal teenager. He also noticed that Zoe was slightly taller than him now. He was vaguely aware he was a girl now, but he still thought of himself as a him.
He looked at Zoe and meowed questioningly...pretty much all he could do.
