I have an early appointment today and have to be up at six, went to bed at 11:30 but I woke at 2:30 and can't get back to sleep. Soooooo... I drew something from the dream I was having.

The dream kinda went like this.

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I and a few friends had rented a place for college and stuff and we were all having fun in the back yard, but suddenly I didn't feel well and someone pointed out my ears looked funny. I felt them, but my hands were acting funny so I looked at them and this is what I saw.

I ran to the bathroom and checked myself in a full length mirror (I've actually never had one before.) The guys came in behind me and I looked myself over.

My ears were pointed, but more like a Vulcan type thing than how I would expect a tf to look. My nose was discolored and my tongue felt coated. My eyes, which are normally blue with a gold ring in the center, were now dark brown.

I noticed also that I seemed to be having issues with my shoes and pants so I took those off. One of my bros shouted out that I had a nub of a tail growing too. I tried to grab it but my hands were totally useless for that by then.

My legs started to ache and I felt as my feet stretched in my socks and my shins and thighs got shorter. After a short bit I was standing digitigrade, but was still bipedal.

Then I looked back up to my face in time to see my ears start to shift more. As they moved, the top of my head seemed to flatten out and shrink down.

My mouth then started to pull forward and I put my paws on either side of my growing muzzle.

Till that point I had been able to talk, but as my mouth changed I slowly lost that ability and my vocalizations became harder to understand. (If you have ever READ the part about Neo-dogs in the Robert Heinlein book "Starship Troopers" and not the crappy movie that has him spinning in his grave to this day, you might remember how they say neos speak. That's how I sounded for the most part.)

Then it felt like a freight train hit me. I lost my breath and doubled over. When I tried to stand back up I couldn't.

After about another 20 minutes I finally finished changing. I was clearly a wolf in shape but I couldn't really tell by markings.

I could see almost like normal, but the colors were muted and greens seemed to be non-existent. The smells, and the sounds my friends were making, were overwhelming and I began to whimper.

One of my friends who serves in the Marine Corp Reserves wanted to take me to the CDC in Atlanta to see what was going on. (Marine Reserves are absorbed by the CDC when Pandemics require military intervention.)

My other two friends however were yelling at him for even thinking of taking me to the government for testing. They wanted to cover up the fact I had shifted by taking me to a vet and getting me the proper shots and tags.

I barked at them and began to whimper again to get their attention. They stopped fighting and called me over. I was a little clumsy walking towards them at first, and then something just clicked and I was fine.

They started petting me to calm me down and I began to relax. One went to my room and grabbed a collar I wear occasionally now. He put it around my neck and got me to get up on the couch so they could take a better look at me. Because my vision was what it was, TV looked really weird.

After a bit they decided I was clearly at the least part wolf, but then they began their argument again. The Marine had relented about the CDC, but he wouldn't let them take me to the vet, his reasoning was that we could not be certain my DNA was different and not just my appearance, plus they had to know if I was a dog or a wolf.

He wanted me DNA tested so they knew what to feed me in case I was stuck that way, plus he reasoned that shots for dogs and wolves might be different because he knew their diets are different.

I lay down and fell asleep while they sat at the table and debated, at least at this point they weren't yelling.

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That's when I woke up again. That was one of the most vivid dreams I have ever had. It kinda freaked me out that I was still human when I woke up, and that I wasn't in a place with my friends. We haven't actually found our place yet, but man alive. If I see the house from my dream I will lose it.