The changes don't stop at a simple tail and enhanced balance, however, and as my shoes fail to contain my new paws and my hair grows out into a large black mane, I am left with a realization.

This society does not care for the kind of beast that I am turning into. Deemed unsafe at best and dangerous at worst, it would only be a matter of time before I was discovered and captured... or worse. So, what do I do? I love my home and the life I have built, but this cursed circumstance would seek to take all of that away.

As I ponder on the rooftops, the rain dripping down onto my fur, I am left with a simple choice.

I want to live.

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Often in transformation fiction there's a concept known simply as the escape. The idea that someone has to go from a life of relative normalcy to one where they are having to escape a restriction of some kind, often a lab or evil organization. However, to a lesser degree, this would apply to the escape from the comforts of society into one of a more wild undertaking.

Being hunted can take more forms than just physical, and I would imagine that someone transforming within a society that views them as inhuman or dangerous would be a significant issue for the transformee in question. There's a distinct loss that can be felt. Not only in the leaving of the home that one has always known, but also in the familiar made suddenly hostile.

That's why I rather like this sequence. It displays a young Luxray anthro suddenly manifesting in a society that they no longer fit in. This forces them to ponder and eventually escape in order to survive. To what ends one can only imagine but they do seem happy at the end so I suppose it's not all bad.

Art by  Beezle

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