The zookeeper was shocked to see a feminine hand with manicured, painted nails. The thin fingers responded to his thoughts. "It -- it's mine!" He dropped the stone. "My chest -- my whole body -- I'm a ... girl!?" He touched his face, hoping at least one part of his body still felt familiar. No such luck. "I'm all girl. Who is this? Where am I? Where's me? And what' s with him?" A boy was on all fours, running after students in the hallway. The boy's movements seemed familiar ... panther-like. "No!" The panther-boy pounced on the zookeeper.
Meanwhile, the stone lay in the middle of the school hallway, unnoticed until ...
