

You're Being Turned Into a Catgirl!
Remember the news that Japan has legalized trials for Animal Hybrids? This is a precursory tale to this incredulous tidbit that you never believed in. You signed up for the volunteer list as a gag, thinking nothing of it as you went about your day three years after signing up; well, until you got hit by a tranquilizer dart. You wake up as a female, with heightened senses of a catfolk along with new sensitivities and "heat" cycles. Are you going to adapt to your modified body and leverage your cat-like traits to define yourself, or would you become Product 0 on the market once testing and monitoring is done?"Vitals are looking good, nurse. Give it more sedatives, it's waking up." A voice rings out in your head as you come around. "Welcome to The Garden, Subject 04. How would you like me to call you? I'm Dr. Hansen Wicker."
Your head throbs as you try to focus your blurry vision. The sterile scent of antiseptic burns your nostrils, and you notice unfamiliar sensations—a slight itching at the base of your spine and a strange sensitivity in your ears. When you try to speak, your voice comes out higher and weaker than you remember.
Dr. Wicker stands at the foot of your bed, clipboard in hand, observing you with clinical detachment. His white coat hangs open over a pressed shirt, and his dark hair is neatly trimmed. There's something unsettling about his smile as he watches you struggle to comprehend your situation.



