Alice's Ears Ch. 02

CHAPTER 2 - SOUNDLY TILL MORNING

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The first setting of this story takes place in Canada. All scenes in this story that take place in a school setting are in a CEGEP school. It is something of a blend between grade 13 and junior college, but functioning similarly to a normal high school in how people attend classes. All characters who attend this school are 18 or 19. All characters in this story involved in any sexual activities (If not all characters total) are 18 or older.

Just wanted to clear that up.

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CHAPTER 2 - SOUNDLY TILL MORNING

"Oh no..." Alice exclaimed in quiet horror as she frantically searched her reflection for some evidence that she was dreaming, "No. no no no no no. NO!" She pushed off the sink shaking her head in denial, "What the fuck is going on? What the fuck is wrong with me? What is happening?" Alice brought her hand up, cautiously touching the ears that sat on top of her head. The moment her fingertips brushed against the short fur that lined them the ears twitched and moved out of the way. The autonomous movement startled Alice sparking a gasp. She tried again. This time when her new ears twitched she stayed calm, grabbing the thin membrane between her thumb and forefinger.

"Sooooft..." she mumbled as she watched herself gently rub the pointed ears between her fingers. At this point she was pretty sure she wasn't dreaming. Humans have over the years developed a natural reaction to losing parts of themselves. Shock and horror, pain and regret. But an instantaneous growth, one that doesn't seem to impede, was novel. How can a brain comprehend something it has no framework to deal with. This is possibly why Alice was so quick to come to terms with her new appendages. On what basis did her brain really have to freak out, it, and every other brain on the planet, had never experienced a situation like the one she was in. Plus, Alice had to admit, they were pretty cute.

Alice had been admiring her new parts for a few minutes when she felt something odd touch her leg. Perhaps it was a rat. Small, furry, light. But when she looked down to check the surroundings of her feet she saw nothing, and even more so whatever touched her had been halfway up her calf. Alice was perplexed. "huh." she concluded dismissively before she went back to examining her ears.

She groaned as she felt something on her leg again, thinking that this whole series of events might just be a slow spiral into an institution, that maybe it was all in her head. But there it was again. She felt a series of tickling touches in different spots up her left leg. Long, furry, connected? And then it dawned on her, slowly and only in her birthday suit, she turned her back to the mirror while craning her neck to keep her reflection in view. "Fuck..." she said to no one but whatever gods lay in wait, deep. Starting at the small of her back. No, from her tailbone, was not just a bone but a whole tail.

Tabby striped and matching the colour of her ears, amber. Part of her wanted to cry. Part of her wanted to scream and call for help. But the majority of her was something close to curious. Like with the discovery of something no one thought would be there. Would you run and gather everyone you knew before exploring yourself? Maybe you would, but then, you are probably pretty boring.

It was six thirty in the morning at this point and even though she had woken up on the cold tile of the bathroom after passing out and having her DNA radically altered, Alice felt fine. Good even. Alice looked at herself in the mirror again. Was it even her? Or had she been replaced by someone else. It wasn't just her eyes, ears, and tailbone that had been changed, but seemingly everything. Some things subtle, others dramatic, who was looking back at her in the mirror?

Alice glanced down at her own(?) Feet. She had always had slightly above average feet for a girl. Something that she wished was below. Without running to get her shoes she could tell that they had shrunk a few sizes and looked dainty. No that's not the right word, agile. Surely still feet she couldn't help but look at the musculature and tendons. Could they somehow be compared to paws? Or maybe Alice just had cats on the mind.

She had never been athletic, sticking to books and movies. An indoor person to say the least. Now that being said whether it was her metabolism or an on again off again borderline eating disorder, she had always been thin, but without a lick of muscle. Now as she stared down at her legs, occasionally looking in the mirror for a different angle, she saw pair of healthily toned legs. The legs of a medium distance runner if she had to compare, lean enough to carry her a good distance but bound tightly for speed and agility.

Sadly sitting around on her bed all day most days was not the type of lifestyle to build a decent behind, unless you are going for the all-around thick look. Just like every self-conscious girl since mirrors were invented, Alice had posed in front of it trying to show off her curves and until now she had always been lacking in the glute area.

Gone was the flat box behind from the past. Alice was staring at one of, if not the best, ass she had ever seen, and it was attached to her. "Whoa..." she said reaching back and grabbing at the soft pliable flesh, and again, "whoa." As she spread the two voluminous cheeks revealing a tight pink hole and a beautiful view of her puffy lower lips from behind. It almost seemed a little too big on her. Layers of perfectly proportioned fat on top of dense muscle that mimicked the rest of her legs. The type of ass you could see from the front. An athlete who could just as easily do porn as run track.

Being skinny she had always had a decent thigh gap, but her hips flared even more so then they had before. Alice guessed that she would now be a few sizes bigger in the hips. But what made that particular transformation impressive was that her waist now seemed to also be a few sizes smaller giving her a waspish midsection. Obviously her lower back was changed, now inhabited by a thin prehensile cat tail that whipped back and forth as she stood there.

Further up she noticed a distinct change in skin clarity. There was nothing. No blemishes, scars, or any active acne. Just smooth pale skin with toned musculature moving underneath as she twisted to inspect the hard to see area. She noticed an odd change, at least odd to her. As she looked at herself from the back she discovered that although subtle, her proportions had changed. Her torso was shorter and legs longer. If only slightly. She wasn't all legs as some would say, but she wasn't left wanting either.

She spun around and admired her midsection from the front. Being a couch potato she had never had much in the name of abs, and even now it's not like she was rocking a six pack. But well defined and easily identifiable were three lines. One in the middle through her navel, and two parallel lines on each side following the inner curve of the pelvis. She smiled as she moved her fingertips over the taught skin. She never thought she would look this fit, at least not just from an impromptu sleep on her bathroom floor. Moving up her body Alice swore her rib cage had gotten smaller, or maybe it was just that her hips had gotten bigger.

On top of that and slightly disappointing to Alice, were her breasts. She had always been proud of them, sporting fourth letter cups since she was sixteen. Alice pawed at her tits, pushing them up to make them look bigger "why?" She asked the mirror, "Everything else got better...ish, why did my tits get smaller?" And indeed they had, by at least a size and a half. Now that being said they were perfect for their size. Unbelievably perky and firm while still bouncing with what seemed every heavy heartbeat. Her nipples remained the same size, now possibly outpacing her smaller breasts.

Alice sighed as she moved past her now modest breasts on her hunt for new changes. Her collar bones where more pronounced, drawing her attention to her neck and breasts. Her shoulders seemed smaller and more feminine, Arms slimmer, daintier then they had been. Her hands had remained the same size, smallish. although they now appeared to be unblemished. Alice's neck had thinned if only slightly, making her head look a little bigger. Her jaw had curved just slightly making the lines of her face even more feminine and possibly... feline?

Her lips were now even bigger than they had been in the hospital giving her an intense natural pout. Her nose had shrunk just a bit and turned up. Her eyes were a little bigger than they had been, the colour a little brighter, now outshining her ears and tail. Her mousy looks had melted away. Looking in the mirror Alice could have been looking at an airbrushed model, but it was just her, no makeup no special effects. Naked in front of a mirror. Beautiful. Almost angelic, at least to herself.

As she gazed at her own reflection she couldn't help but be turned on, imagining hands, mouths and other appendages brushing up, against, and in her new body. Maybe it's not so bad. Alice's hair had become longer, now tickling her breasts as it flowed past her shoulders. The colour had brightened, going from a dirty strawberry blonde to a distinct ginger. Fractionally brighter than her eyes, ears, and tail. "Whoa... OK... that's really weird," she said as she lifted her locks to look at her human ears only to see nothing but skin. "That's gonna take some getting used to," gently brushing the skin where her ears used to be.

Alice pushed herself back from the mirror and spun around once doing a final inspection, her tail following the spin in a tight arc. "Ok." She said to herself, "This is weird, you are hot. Really hot. That's good who doesn't want to be hot?" Turning away from the facilities and walking out the bathroom door. She continued to talk to herself as she made her way to her bedroom "but... you also have cat parts, and no human ears, and you have been constantly aroused since you woke up in the hospital." Alice stared at her dresser half-heartedly thinking about what to wear. She held up her hands as imaginary scales, contemplating out loud the pros and cons of her new self "Attractive," she said holding up one hand, "Cat ears..." holding up the other. "Fit as fuck," again holding up the right hand "Tail..." with the left "No more acne, clear skin" again with the right "constant arousal."

If she was honest with herself she was having quite a hard time making heads or tails of the situation. And the longer she thought about it, a comforting feeling descended, sticky. Maybe just maybe, she thought. Maybe these changes in some way were always part of her, sitting dormant, or maybe in another life she had been a cat... girl? Whatever it was that she was feeling, standing there alone, it was hard for her to drum up much of a rational argument against something as irrational as molecular recalibration.

BZZZtBzzztBZZZtBzzzt

Alice swiveled to look at her bedside table, picking up her phone. "Damn, seven thirty already..." she said as she swiped her phone open to read a text from Emma.

Em :You coming to school today? Need a pickup?

A :Yes, and most definitely

Em :Kk, be there in 10

A :Supreme radness

Em :Mm......... k...

Alice threw her phone on her bed, spinning to her dresser which she quickly pulled open. She frantically tried to throw together an outfit in enough time to also pack her bag. However she quickly ran into a problem while slipping into some underwear. Her tail didn't fit. And if it wasn't going to fit in her underwear it surely wasn't going to fit in the jeans she had picked out which were now a few sizes too small to begin with. So she found her plainest, cheapest panties and took scissors to them. Just a small hole, high in the back which she threaded her tail through after pulling them up her legs.

Pants were out, so she dug through the depths of her dresser and found a largely unworn skirt. Medium length and black. She no longer had any bras that fit her so she made do with an old bralette that was from her earlier years and way out of date. She was sure her upper body was smaller than it had been, and that is not even including her breasts. So to fit her new torso she pulled a previously much too small band tee out and squeezed in.

The fabric wasn't long enough to cover the hem of her skirt and left a good view of her toned stomach. This may have been one of the more provocative outfits she had worn to school. Which says more about her style than it does about the outfit, which compared to what some of the girls in her school wore it was downright Amish. She quickly did a once over in her bedroom mirror, concluding that she looked good enough. She did try to fit her ears under a hat but the feeling of her ears being compressed proved to be too much negative stimulation.

Alice found her smallest pair of shoes with laces and slipped her feet in. She tied them as tight as possible but even then they were loose. Emma would be here any minute so she quickly dropped her books and supplies in her bag and stepped out the door. "Damn," she muttered as rain pelted her head. She ducked trying to avoid an odd new sensation. Every drop that hit her pointed ears caused them to twitch, similar to sea spray in your eyes while riding on a fast boat. It was actually causing her to become quite anxious as it was both a novel feeling and constantly, well... bad.

"Asshole clouds," she said aloud as she covered her ears with her hands and contemplated going back inside to get a rain coat. At least her shirt wasn't white, or thin for that matter. Before she had a chance to come to a decision about the rain gear Emma pulled up in her old beaten up hatchback and honked at Alice who quickly bounded down the steps and into the passenger seat.

"Hola mi amigo" Emma said with no accent what so ever, "Hopefully you weren't standing in the rain for too L-long..." Alice's best friend's voice dissipated as she took sight of Alice's ears. Alice blushed as her friend stared. "Huh," Emma said. "I never pegged you to be into that stuff, also kind of out of the blue."

"I um... I am not," Alice stammered "I mean they re-"

"Nah, I know you, and I'm pretty sure you would have told me if you were into cat girl stuff..." Emma said cutting Alice off.

"I'm not, I-"

"They do say that trauma can bring certain personality traits out in people, both physical and mental," Emma said cutting Alice off again as she pulled away from the curb and started the short journey to their school. "You sure you are feeling well enough to come in? People are already talking about how you died in the halls, you really want to come back wearing cat ears?"

"I am not wearing cat ears," Alice said unconsciously reaching up to cover them, "They're attached to me, I... uh.. they are real"

"No way," Emma said dismissively reaching up and tugging on the one closest to her making Alice cry out "Well they are stuck on there pretty well."

Emma pulled on them again making Alice punch her in the leg to make her let go "Ah! Ow..." she cried out "Fuck you Em!" Alice reached up to the side of her head and lifted her hair to reveal the smooth skin where her ears used to be "See, look I don't have ears anymore" Emma moved her hand from Alice's pointed cat ears down to the side of Alice's face, gently prodding at the smooth skin.

"Whaaaaaa..." Emma said bewildered, "That is so fucked up... wait..." As she moved her hand back up to the top of Alice's head and promptly stuck her finger inside her left ear.

Alice squirmed in her seat while yelling at her friend "What the fuck are you doing!? Get your finger out of my ear!" as she yanked on her friends arm.

Emma giggled loudly, offering an insincere apology "Sorry, sorry, sorry" she said moving her hands back to the steering wheel to change lanes.

A few minutes later Alice and Emma were stopped at a light. The drive had been quieter than usual with Alice's nonchalant attitude to the unforeseen growths curbing Emma's curiosity to pry. However that curiosity did eventually get the better of her. "So... my cat likes it when I pet her around the ears..." Emma put forward as a prelude to a question that wouldn't be asked.

"Are you asking to...?" Alice said trailing off.

"Only for scientific purposes"

Alice sighed and leaned over the armrest between the two of them, tilting the top of her head towards Emma "Go for it, I guess it wouldn't hurt to know."

"Yes!" Emma said devilishly as she brought her hand up once again to the top of her friends head, pausing briefly to contemplate the best method if attack. Emma simply rested the heel of her hand on the side of Alice's head and began to lightly scratch where Alice's ear touched the rest of her head. Every so often she would switch from scratching to moving her fingers in small circles. Alice pushed her head into Emma's hand while letting out small content sighs. Emma giggled while applying more pressure to her platonic petting

"Oh? Who's a good kitty cat?" She said jokingly as she took the ear into her fingers, gently rubbing the thin fur covered membrane between her two fingers and thumb.

Alice closed her eyes and slouched over the armrest, almost into Emma's lap "Y-yes, feels gooooud..." Emma laughed quietly while moving her hand over to the now more accessible other ear. She had to admit that in a strange way she was quite enjoying the show that Alice was putting on, squirming under Emma's fingers while letting out soft moans.

Emma bit her lip as a light blush began to occupy her cheeks, her petting became more forceful "Damn Alice, this is getting a bit-"

Alice cut off her friend with a loud mewl in response to the changing pressure of Emma's fingers "S-so gooood, keep going... please?" peeping out of a half closed eye up at Emma. The blush on both of their faces would have been quite hard to ignore, and part of Emma was telling her to stop, although just a small part. Sadly just as she was about to give in and really start going at it a loud honk came from the car behind them. In the moment Emma had completely forgotten where she was and the light had turned green quite some time ago.

"Oh... damn," Emma said shaking her head, a blush of lust turning quickly to embarrassment as she lifted and pushed Alice back into sitting position, soft protests could be heard from Alice as she slowly came out of the fog of lust and back into reality. Alice was also flush with embarrassment as she contemplated whether to say thank you or sorry to her friend. Having been friends for many years they were both slightly confused about the sudden shift in their behavior over the past few days. While they had both acknowledged each other's relative attractiveness in the past, never before had they felt the pull of attraction itself.

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The trip from the light to the parking lot, and the parking lot to the halls was quiet. Silence stemming from embarrassment, curiosity, and general awkwardness that comes from petting your best friend. Lockers at opposite ends of the halls had them split up without much of a word soon after entering. The feeling you get from someone watching you couldn't describe what Alice felt as she took her first handful of steps through the school. Usually a feeling left for the clinically disturbed, Alice felt like everyone was watching her. More than that, she knew that everyone was.

The halls quieted, shuffling feet stood still, Alice faltered, only for a moment. She walked slowly, briefly making eye contact with the confused stares she got from her peers. Soon intangible whispers grew loud, students laughed, called, and commented. While she had been expecting reactions to her new appearance, she wasn't quite acclimated to the spotlight. Not quite scared, a nervous anxiety came over her as she plodded down the halls to her locker and first class. Her ears were folded back against her head and multiple times she had to stop herself from covering them with her hands.