Rex transforms painfully into a raptor after drinking tea poisoned by a stolen formula.

A collaboration I set up between  rexequinox and  Slasinth

Story by  Slasinth
Art by  rexequinox
Character belongs to  rexequinox

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Lightly thumping her head on the counter Rex thought out loud. "What am I gonna do? I can't go outside like this? What would happen if someone saw me?"

Rex's stomach growled loudly. The change her body was undergoing was making her hungry. Her stomach growled again, wanting something to fill the void. Slowly standing to her feet, she stumbled over to the fridge, using the counter as a balance. Opening the stainless steel door, she looked around the inside of the fridge for something to eat. She recoiled at the smell of fresh milk and assorted vegetables that filled the inside of the fridge and crisper. Snorting, she started to rip the useless food out of the chiller in search of something more fulfilling. A new scent hit her nose, and as it did her mouth started to water.

Looking at the middle shelf, a white plastic tray wrapped in plastic caught her eyes. Something inside Rex's mind prodded at her. It pushed into her mind and slowly started to alter her. The scent of the raw meat would normally make her recoil, but for some odd reason, she couldn't get enough of it. The scent of the raw meat seemed to amplify the feeling the prodding into her mind. Reaching for the tray, she walked back over to the counter, not even bothering to shut the fridge door. Pulling the plastic off of the red meat, the smell of the bloody cow sent Rex over the deep end. Grabbing the hunk of meat in her claw, she brought it to her mouth and took a bite out of it, not bothering to warm it up. The taste of the red meat was like sweet heaven to her. While it was cold and lifeless, she could still envision herself catching her own meal, getting to eat it while it was still warm and alive. Before, the thought of eating raw meat would have made her cringe, but now she couldn't have wanted it any other way.

As she ate the beef, the droning feeling inside her head seemed to subside, being satisfied with the meal it just received. Licking her talons clean of blood, she murred. Her stomach no longer growled, full. Feeling something hard in her mouth, she swirled the object around her jaw once and spat it onto the floor. To her surprise, the foreign object was not so foreign. Upon closer examination, the object was one of her molars. Feeling the rest of her teeth becoming loose, she wiggled them with her tongue. Three more fell out into her mouth. She spat them onto the floor of the kitchen as well, a trail of bright red following them.

Her gums started to burn and itch. It was almost as if her teeth were being pulled all at once. Feeling the pressure build under her teeth, she opened her mouth wide, a few of the loosened teeth falling out onto the kitchen counter. Underneath her old teeth, she could feel new ones slowly occupying the space where her old ones were. Her face felt pudgy and slightly swollen. Reaching up to feel her cheeks, she felt that her nose was completely flat. Her upper jaw and lower jaw had pushed out forward, creating a small blunt muzzle. Her lips had grown thinner, covering her new jagged teeth quite well.