Title: The Change
Author: JForward
Summary: Ever wondered what The Doctor felt like when he transformed in my WolfDoctor series? Now you can find out from his own point of view. This is from Entrapped.
Woe is me. I do not own Doctor Who. Oh well…
I felt it then. It was too late, they didn't believe me. Oh, the fools… as the first rays of moonlight touched me, I felt that pain searing along my skin, like I was blistering, like my skin was melting. I writhed away, trying to escape. But it was too late, and I knew there wasn't enough space. Cold steel pressed into my back and I felt bile in my throat.
Oh, the pain. The feeling intensified, all over, light my skin was melting, like it was being picked at inside with needles. I knew what it was. I could feel the prickly, sharp itchyness as the fur grew through my skin. Then my jaw went. My cheekbones, with such a loud crack, altering my body unnaturally, like someone had grabbed my bone with a hacksaw, but so much worse. My skin was too tight on my face, my eyesight changing, everything blurring in and out of focus, my ears felt like they were being clawed, changing shape.
My whole face was changing, growing out, like someone was punching me over and over in the face but my face was going the wrong way, and so much worse, feeling like claws were scraping my face too. I felt then like someone had stabbed me in the face, slashing my skin off as thick fur covered my face too. The sheer bulk of my fur was already making my clothes strain, but then I began to grow. This was like growing pains millions of times over, feeling like someone was slicing my chest open over and over again, and my arms and legs. My clothing was gone, but I could no longer see, only smell and hear.
I felt my bones physically liquidise as my leg reformed, and felt like knives were sliding down each of my fingers as my claws grew. The pain was horrendous, as suddenly as if I had been shot, my tail sprouting free. I was screaming in pain, but now another sense was niggling at me, at the corner of my mind, growing stronger every second. The wolf's intelligence threatening to push mine away, take ultimate control. I needed Rose more than ever in that moment as I felt the cage grow too tight, too confined. The strength built and I roared, smashing free, and letting myself fade into subconsciousness, seeing and hearing and smelling but with no control. Once again, I was free.
The Doctor's words.
A/N: I don't like this…