Transformation Storyline 1

From WorkCDN

You wake up from what seems to have been a moderately bad dream. You don't really remember anything about the dream so you go about your usual routine.

Once you have dressed you look towards your bed and lying there are a pair of gloves that appear to have small short claws at the end of the finger tips. They seem to be of the type that you can pull up to your shoulders while soft and flexible. They are bright orange in color and appear to be covered in a fine layer of fur. You pick up the gloves to take a closer look at them. You determine that they look alot like cat paws but their size is closer to that of your own hands. They have five fingers so you don't think you would have a problem wearing them. Not thinking that there might be anything wrong, you put on the gloves.

For a little while nothing happens. You enjoy the look and feel of the gloves and even appear to fit in such a way that the claws could be used as a weapon. The gloves seem to tighten up suddenly. you try to pull it off by pulling at the claws on the glove but it doesn't work and in fact hurts. You feel a your fingers merge together. Following this your hands shrink to about half their size turning into paws but retaining proportion to your body. Next your joints change significantly as your arms become more suited for four legged travel though you are still standing upright. You your arms range of motion signficantly reduced.

You call for help and a close friend comes running up the stairs. Upon their arrival they exclaim "What happened!?". You reply pleading "I put these gloves on and they changed me into this. Please help me get them off!". Your friend tries removing the gloves from about every angle, unfortunately only causing you pain and making no progress in taking them off. Your friend eventually gives up offering his apologies for not being able to do anything and you ask him to leave you to consider your plight. You then try to paw off the gloves from where they intersect with your shoulder and to your suprise it works. You know your friend tried to do the same thing without success but now the gloves are comming off painlessly. As you take them off(the edge you are pulling turning inside out) the joints of your arms return to their original human positions. When you reach your wrists, the gloves return your hands to human width. Reaching the fingers they separate again into your five fingers. You notice that once the gloves are off that your nails are a bit sharper than before, otherwise there are no residual changes from the gloves. Knowing now that the gloves are relatively safe and removable you decide to keep them as they are quite interesting and could prove useful in certain bizzare circumstances.

Having decided this you place the gloves into your backpack and call your friend back in showing him that you are ok now. Your friend asks, "Where did you put those gloves?" To which you reply "Oh, they're in my backpack. Now that I know I can take them off I think they could be useful."

Your friend then asks "May I try them on?" You tell him that may not be a good idea. You tell him about the side effect left behind so you can't be certain what may happen him and you would rather that he not take the risk that something bad could happen to him.

Your friend sees an apparent flaw in your logic and asks, "If there is such a risk why do you still act like you still plan on wearing them?" You reply, "I value your life over my own and think about what could happen if these fell into the wrong hands."

You begin to think this is sounding alot like one of those superhero stories. You start to wonder who the villain could be. You let out an agitated moan saying "Why am I thinking about this kind of thing, if I am not careful I may be thrown into that type of story, who knows what these gloves may have done beyond my nails." Your friend asks "What type of story?". To which you agitatedly replied "Aa superhero story, I really wish you haddn't asked that question you are making the loop worse."

You are too late now as you hear the evil laughter. A figure slowly comes into veiw from the shadows beyond your window. The new character entering the scene laughes horribly as he says "Now the whole world shall be mine as I bring into servitude the world through the lusts of their animalistic minds!"

You aren't really that surprised by the cliche'ish entrance of the villan, but are perplexed by his statement. You are almost afraid to ask, "How are you planning to do that?" knowing that most villans reveal their plans when asked.

He then opens his cape to reveal a animal mask and says "With these the minds of men shall be regressed and their primal disires shall be mine to manipulate." And then you ask the obvious question "Why did you come through my window? Aren't there much better places to express your desire to take over the world?"

The villan almost falls out the window laughing at what seemed to him the stupidity of your question but then he sees your seriousness and staitens up a bit. The Villan then says trying to hold in his laughter. "Well, #1 you are my biggest threat. #2, there is some requirement that I must confront you. #3 you have little purpose without me (you think about this one for a bit). #4 you don't watch or read any of the news so I had to come in person. #5 you had the lights on in your entire house(such a waste of energy, much better used to make servants). Thus #6 the window was the only place I could come from that had sufficient shadow behind it to make my entrance. Well that is all for today, see you when the world has become mine through their own disires."