The bedding under my paws, the tail between my legs, the whiskers on my new muzzle, it's all starting to feel more natural. A deep and unsettling feeling washes over me as I look up out of the cage, to the black furred muzzle smiling down at me. I let out a soft squeak, knowing that I should be afraid of him... but unable to remember why. Trying to remember details was becoming harder, he was... the one who made me this way? I know I used to be something else, but as I strain my increasingly rodent mind trying to think of what or who, I just can't. I look down at my boney clawed digits in front of me, trying to remember how they used to look, squeaking in frustration. I... I... am

Words start to get all weird, making less sense as it becomes easier to interpenetrate scents and sounds, remembering images. I look back over my small furry body, back to my ropey tail, somehow knowing something is wrong. I close my eyes and try to think, as hard as I can, imagining a face. The face is strange and furless, not like mine, it's familiar though. I try and fixate on it for comfort, trying to remember it. Remembering those big pink furless ears and the pink twitching nose. Actually, I remember fur now, brown and white splotches along the face, and large dark eyes... As the picture in my mind changes, relief sets in over the confusion and my mind starts to drift around the cage, looking to the big pile of bedding in the corner that I can't wait to burrow into.

I wanted to try out writing a bit of a more in depth mental change. Hope you all enjoyed ^^

A sequal to this: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/29945212/
Art by  Keetahspacecat