Evening came and they dressed for the dance. Kitty wore black jeans and
another white long-sleeved shirt over it. She dressed lightly with the
dance being semi-formal.
"Ready to go?" Jean asked Kitty with her arm around Scott.
"Yeah sure!" Kitty said.
"You sure you can go. Rogue said you weren't feeling well earlier." Jean said, concerned.
"Yeah I'm fine now. Let's go!"
They all hopped into Scott's newly polished sports car and sped off. Kitty met Alexis by the punch and snack table.
The dance was getting into its full swing. Kitty even danced with Lance and Kurt. Alexis was asked to go out by a boy that she had been crushing on for a very long time. Kitty was happy for her but saddened too. A pang hit her stomach hard. Kitty hissed through her teeth and regained balance with the table. Jean saw her and came over.
"Kitty, what's wrong?" Jean asked getting a hold of her.
"Stomach. Bathroom." Kitty said.
Jean escorted her discreetly to the bathroom door. "Want me to come in there with you?"
Kitty shook her head no and dashed in. Thankfully, nobody was in there. She ran into the nearest stall and hurled. I guess I shouldn't have eaten such a huge lunch. She walked out of the stall. She went to rinse her mouth out. She paused to look in the mirror. What's this? I have fangs! GAH!!! She looked down at her hands. Her fingernails turned black and curved.
"What's going on?" Kitty mumbled. Her growing canines hindering her speech.
"Kitty are you alright?" Jean said pushing the door open slightly.
Kitty leapt the door and pushed Jean away. She locked the door. She saw pale-golden fur growing from her hands and up her arms. The pain returned to her stomach. She fell to her hands and knees. Kitty turned and looked at the mirror from the floor. Her ears were elongated and her jaws were reforming and lengthening. Her arms and leg muscles grew and bulged. Kitty's back popped and lengthened. She got her red shirt off on the floor before it could be torn to shreds. Her feet tore through her shoes. They were clawed and lengthened like a wolf's. Her knees bent and her claves bulged and tore her pants up to the knee. She hunched her shoulders and snarled. Her shirt looked more like a tank top. Her back popped again and a bushy tail burst from the seat of her pants. Kitty's dark brown hair was still in a ponytail but it grew from her neck down and stopped in between her shoulders. Her hands and feet grew pads on the bottom. She clenched her vice-like jaws and hissed. Her ears grew longer and pointed. A dark brown, like her hair, color tipped her ears. Kitty salivated and snarled as she opened her eyes. The whites were yellow, but her irises remained the same color. She roared and raised her dark brown hackles.
"Kitty! Kitty! What's going on in there?" Jean pounded on the door.
Rogue ran up to her. "Jean, what's happening?"
"There's something seriously wrong with Kitty. Something is happening to her in there!" Jean said.
"Ready to go?" Jean asked Kitty with her arm around Scott.
"Yeah sure!" Kitty said.
"You sure you can go. Rogue said you weren't feeling well earlier." Jean said, concerned.
"Yeah I'm fine now. Let's go!"
They all hopped into Scott's newly polished sports car and sped off. Kitty met Alexis by the punch and snack table.
The dance was getting into its full swing. Kitty even danced with Lance and Kurt. Alexis was asked to go out by a boy that she had been crushing on for a very long time. Kitty was happy for her but saddened too. A pang hit her stomach hard. Kitty hissed through her teeth and regained balance with the table. Jean saw her and came over.
"Kitty, what's wrong?" Jean asked getting a hold of her.
"Stomach. Bathroom." Kitty said.
Jean escorted her discreetly to the bathroom door. "Want me to come in there with you?"
Kitty shook her head no and dashed in. Thankfully, nobody was in there. She ran into the nearest stall and hurled. I guess I shouldn't have eaten such a huge lunch. She walked out of the stall. She went to rinse her mouth out. She paused to look in the mirror. What's this? I have fangs! GAH!!! She looked down at her hands. Her fingernails turned black and curved.
"What's going on?" Kitty mumbled. Her growing canines hindering her speech.
"Kitty are you alright?" Jean said pushing the door open slightly.
Kitty leapt the door and pushed Jean away. She locked the door. She saw pale-golden fur growing from her hands and up her arms. The pain returned to her stomach. She fell to her hands and knees. Kitty turned and looked at the mirror from the floor. Her ears were elongated and her jaws were reforming and lengthening. Her arms and leg muscles grew and bulged. Kitty's back popped and lengthened. She got her red shirt off on the floor before it could be torn to shreds. Her feet tore through her shoes. They were clawed and lengthened like a wolf's. Her knees bent and her claves bulged and tore her pants up to the knee. She hunched her shoulders and snarled. Her shirt looked more like a tank top. Her back popped again and a bushy tail burst from the seat of her pants. Kitty's dark brown hair was still in a ponytail but it grew from her neck down and stopped in between her shoulders. Her hands and feet grew pads on the bottom. She clenched her vice-like jaws and hissed. Her ears grew longer and pointed. A dark brown, like her hair, color tipped her ears. Kitty salivated and snarled as she opened her eyes. The whites were yellow, but her irises remained the same color. She roared and raised her dark brown hackles.
"Kitty! Kitty! What's going on in there?" Jean pounded on the door.
Rogue ran up to her. "Jean, what's happening?"
"There's something seriously wrong with Kitty. Something is happening to her in there!" Jean said.