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White Lily Cookie sat under a tree while glancing at the full moon. She swore she felt a weird feeling the moment the moon had revealed itself. Not to mention-
CRACK
A rush of pain strikes the Hero of Freedom as she recoiled and began shaking. She found her hands shifting into pairs of pseudo claws with fur on her wrists.
“W..what is this..?” She asked herself as her limbs were contorting. After that, a tail with a reddish light came. She was pretty much screaming in pain at this point.
“P..PLEASE! MAKE IT STOP!” She cried out before an extra pair of arms was next. Truly painful. After antennae, there came bug-like wings. Lastly, a 4-way beak was the finishing touch.
White Lily Cookie panted slowly now that it’s over. She glanced at her pseudo claws and felt her beak. What was she? Why is she…this? So many questions…she can’t take it. Tears started to flow in her eyes as she curled up in circle. She needs some time to process this form…if she even can.