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You decide that the noises outside are probably the best source of information, and go outside to investigate.
However, that's easier said than done. It takes several attempts and several bad bumps on the ceiling before you're finally able to make it close enough so that when you reach out you can grab the handle. You realize you've gotten a little taller during the course of your transformation as you grab the doorknob. As you open the door, you also realize you're still not wearing any clothes. Hurriedly you shut it again out of modesty, locking it.
Your other arm instinctively went to cover your breasts, the nipples stiffening in the short, but cold, breeze. Grumbling, you shuffle-hop back into your bedroom, (you're getting better at controlling the height of your jumps so you don't hit the ceiling so much any more) and rummage through your clothes. There's not alot you can do for your lower half because of that large tail, and you don't have any female clothing anywhere, having been male only a few hours ago, but you can't just go outside as you are - it's late fall and on top of that it's simply not decent!
The best you can think of is the fake bra you once got for a costume party when you went in drag. It was C Cup, and you had once used balloons full of water to fill the cups - Now it fit you snugly (which is good, because your breasts were starting to get sore from all that bouncing). You cover it with a large T shirt, and cover that with a jacket. For your lower half, you decide to fashion some white linens into a sort of diaper to cover your sensitive areas, and manage to get it to stay on by fastening it above your tail with safety pins. Not exactly elegant, but at least functional.
You manage to work your way back to the door and pull it open. There are several people running around in the parking lot, and 2 cars are smashed along the road. A person runs past your doorway as you step out. You vaguely recognize the face as hat of your upstairs neighbor, Charlene Todd. You vaguely recognize her body as that of a donkey below the waist - and see that she is now more technically a he. Looking more carefully at the people in the parking lot, you see a Centaur, a Naga, a Lizard-taur, a dog-taur, and 6-7 others whose species looked mammalian or reptilian, but you can't place a name to.
So it didn't just happen to you. You consider hopping down - yours is only the second story, after all - and asking if they knew what happened. You also consider catching your neighbor, checking upstairs, calling a friend, or retreating back inside to watch the news. Decisions, decisions...
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