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Chapter 2
Cassie’s POV
wolfguy23: So, when are you coming to the bonfire?
lazerdonkey: I can’t make it
wolfguy23: Why not?
lazerdonkey: Jacob won’t let me
wolfguy23: That’s a dick move
lazerdonkey: Ikr
lazerdonkey: So why wolfguy23? Are you 23?
wolfguy23: I like wolves and I’m a guy
lazerdonkey: Was wolfguy and everything up to 23 taken???
wolfguy23: Yeah
lazerdonkey: Damn
wolfguy23: Why lazerdonkey?
lazerdonkey: Inside joke
Chapter 1
I yawned and stretched, not quite getting out of bed yet. I was just too comfortable. I didn’t have anywhere to go. So, why get up?
About an hour later, there was a knock on my door. I grumbled but got up to answer it, prepared to be annoyed, but it was my dad, a fairly short man with salt and pepper hair and blue eyes.
??? HRT: Month 0
“Hello, is this… Ice?” The voice on the other end of the phone asked. It was the clinic I’d gone to a few months back.
“Speaking.”
“We need you to schedule an appointment with the Humanity Removal Therapy Clinic. Can we do that now?”
“Uh, yes. Of course.”
“Can I get your date of birth?”
“Yes.” I rattled it off.
“Alright, the first opening is May 30th at 2pm, unless a later time works well for you?”
“That works perfectly.”
“Alright. An email will be sent to your inbox to confirm your appointment. Please fill out all of the electronic documentation when it arrives.”
“Of course.”
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“Hello, I’m here for an appointment at 2?” I asked, walking up to the desk.
“Ice?”
“Yes.”
“Alright, have a seat. We’ll let him know you’re ready.”
I sat down, tapping my foot anxiously. I was the only one sitting in the lobby.
Roughly twenty minutes later, my name was called.
“Hello, Ice.”
“Hello. I hope it’s good news?”
“Yes, your medication is ready. However, I need to get your signature on some paperwork in order to administer it.”
My grin faded as quickly as it appeared. I hesitated. “Alright.”
“Here are the expected side effects, and some of the unexpected but possible ones that those undertaking similar treatments have mentioned.” He handed me a pamphlet that I skimmed as I spoke.
“Any other shifters?”
“About that. We’ll get you started on that first form, the white tigress, as well as some slime HRT so that you may shift your form without further harm.”
“Interesting. My wings?”
He laid the documents in front of me. I scanned them, and my heart sank more as I saw I was signing most of my rights to sue away. I thought carefully, but decided, in the end, to sign.
“Very good.”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“Those will be part of the slime as well.”
“Why?”
“You wanted to make them disappear at will.” “Alright.”
“Unless you’d like to wait until I can splice some of the avian HRT as well. It would take longer, potentially years.”
“No, I’ll do it this way.”
“Good.”
“Your prescription will be ready to pick up at the pharmacy you confirmed in the online portal.
“Thank you.”
I left the office, a bounce in my step, my tail swaying behind me. I couldn’t wait until it was real.
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A few hours later, I was walking home from the pharmacy, reading the pamphlet I was given earlier more closely.
I read the instructions twice, drew what I would need to into the syringe, triple checked the dosage on the paper, and then injected the medication into my thigh. It wasn’t so bad- wait. There it is. OW.
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??? HRT -3 months
I walked up to my appointment, somewhat nervously, clutching my sketchbook. My true self was contained within the pages, after all.
“Hello, I’m here for a 10:30am appointment.”
“Date of birth?”
I answered, a bit hesitantly.
“Do you have a guardian?”
“No.”
“Here’s all your paperwork, including what’s required given your status as a minor.”
“Thank you.”
I took it and sat down, leafing through it and skimming through most of it, signing where needed. I got to a section about preferred name, pronouns, and species. I filled everything out, then brought it back.
“Thank you. The doctor will be ready for you shortly.”
I sat back down, but had barely touched the seat before my name was called. I stood up and walked through the maze to the office.
“I brought references.” I sat down heavily, moving my tail out of the way, grateful that I had thought to put it on. I flipped through the sketchbook until I got to my forms, and showed him.
“Interesting.”
“Thank you?”
“Now. I see you put your preferred species as a… “Tigrenere”? Can you tell me more about that?”
“Yes, I can.”
“Please do.”
“Well…” I explained, a bit nervously.
“I think we can make this happen.”
“Thank you.”
“I see other drawings here, are they relevant?”
“Yes, I’d like to be able to shift between all of these.”
The doctor let out a long, heavy sigh. “We can make that happen too.”
I grinned.
“You must live as each of these species, in their natural habitat, for at least a year.”
My grin faded. “That’s not happening.”
“Why not?”
“These don’t exist, not all of them.”
“Alright.”
“What’s the natural habitat of an angel, for example?”
“You may have a point. Very well, then.”
My grin returned. “Thank you, doc.”
“This will take a few weeks to a few months to configure.”
My grin faded, but not entirely. “I’ll be waiting. Is that everything?”
“Yes.”
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I wandered through the park, stopping to sniff at some of the flowers. I wondered how animals smelled them- if they liked them, and if they stopped to smell them at all. My nose itched, and I sneezed, startling a flock of pigeons nearby. I gave chase, my prosthetic tail swaying behind me. It felt weird as it banged against my leg, but that didn’t spoil my fun.
A ways away, I saw someone- a white tiger? As she entered a shop. I had the urge to go to her, ask her how she came to be, but I knew it would be rude. I pulled my phone out of my skirt pocket and searched- I got the result for it. Animal HRT… humanity removal therapy. I stared at the entry for a few moments, then searched for a clinic. I called the number and made my appointment, practically vibrating.
Everything was coming together. My skin was clear, my crops were sprouting and watered, and I could become what I always wanted to be, what I always knew I was. What I am.
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Cat HRT- 1 month
I sat at my computer at work, put my card in the slot, and winced as I typed in my passcode. My fingertips were tender, worse than when I cut my nails a little too short. My nails also seemed different. I’m not sure exactly how, or how I didn’t notice the tenderness when I was getting ready for work, but it was definitely there now.
My nails seemed both thicker and thinner than normal. A bit uncomfortable, but whatever. Not too bad overall. My coworkers didn’t seem to notice, at least not the ones that weren’t told yet. Not that I planned to tell anyone new until the changes were too far along…
The rest of my work was annoying, trying to type out anything sucked. I still did it, but it sucked. I found myself focusing on sending letters instead of handling closures, a bit less typing.
I decided to talk to my manager about my issues.
“Knock knock. It’s time for my daily dose of bugging you. How are you doing today?”
“I’m doing good. As well as I can, anyway. How are you, James?”
“I’m here. Having some trouble typing, my hands hurt pretty badly.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I was wondering if I could worklead more.”
“You want to do more workleading?”
“I know, I know. But at least then I won’t be typing and using my mouse.”
“Alright. Let’s see… You can help Laura today, then.”
“Sounds about like I expected.”
“ Good luck.”
I walked away and checked on Laura. She didn’t need anything yet, so I sat at my friend’s desk and carefully tapped their shoulder.
“Hi.”
“Hey.”
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“Time for break.” My friend grabbed their coat and looked at me.
“Alright, give me just a sec.” I grabbed my jacket and put it on before we headed to meet my fiance and then go outside.
“Do you smell that?” I asked.
“Smell what?” My friend asked in response.
“Lots of dead fish.”
“No, I don’t.”
“Weird.” We sat on a bench while she smoked a cigarette. I ended up getting up to stand out of the path of the trailing smoke. “Goddamn, why does that smell so strong?”
“Is it your medication, maybe?” My friend asked.
“Probably… Why’d my sense of smell have to be the first thing?”
“Your hearing is too sensitive as is.”
“Yeah that’s true.”
“Hey, look at me for a second.”
I turned to look directly at my friend. “What?”
“Kadan, do you see that? Look at his eyes.”
“That’s creepy. Cool, but creepy.”
“What?”
“There’s a shine on your eyes. It’s faint but definitely there.”
“Yeah.”
“Huh. Neat.”
“Can you see any better in the dark?”
“It’s not dark enough here.”
“Yeah it is. Guess you can.”
“What?”
“Did you forget how dark the courtyard gets?”
“Yes.”
“Alright, I’m getting cold. Let’s go in.”
“Aww, but I’m comfy.”
“Come on, Kadan, it’s time to go.”
“Can I chase the ducks?” I asked as I shuffled along the path.
“Why?”
“Because I can.”
“Have fun, I guess?” My fiance answered.
I chased the ducks that were sat next to the water, making them hop into the pond. It was even more fun than usual. Not that they should have been here. It was barely february.
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Cat HRT- Telling Someone Else
“So… I wanted to tell you before anything gets too far along, I started cat hrt. Yeah. I’m now slowly turning into a cat.”
“Cool. Do I need to start telling you to take it?”
“Maybe… I’m doing it before bed so you’ll already be asleep.”
“Yeah, and I can tell you to do it when you get here if you don’t do it.”
“I guess. It’s one pill, before bed each night. They’re not too big either.”
“That’s good.”
“Yeah… ready to go inside? It’s getting cold out here.”
“After that wind? Yeah. Wait, what’s that sound?”
I looked up, squinting at the sky, trying to find the source of the… flapping? “Is that… I think that’s a dragon. Wait. Sabine? They must be going feral…”
“Feral?”
“It must have given up its humanity. I hope they’re ok.”
“I do too.”
“I’ll have to make that choice later. Eventually.”
“You know we’ll be here for you, boo.”
“I know. Thank you.”
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Cat HRT 0 Months
My alarm went off, blaring in my ear. I turned it off and got up, heading for the bathroom.
Cat HRT -2 months (discussion)
“Hey… darling? I wanted to talk to you about something…” I began, tapping my fiance’s shoulder.

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Cat HRT, -3 months
I decided to check my social medias before bed, and came across something… unexpected. A recommended tag of humanity removal therapy timelines. I decided to check them out, largely because of a tiger woman I saw in the tag header.
I clicked onto her profile and was surprised by the pang of longing I felt… realization that it was an option, to become an animal. I mulled over that fact as I read some of the others, but kept coming back to the tiger woman I saw. Seeing her felt like some chord was struck in my chest. Felt almost right, and that I wanted to be like her, but not quite.
I went to bed, thinking about the stories, and dreamed of being a cat, running through a forest. My own cats, Sprinkles, Buffy, Dipstick, Biscuits, and Ash ran beside me. In the dream, we ran for miles and miles, across fields, forest, and roads alike...
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I woke up and got ready for work, and my mind drifted to what I’d read last night. I kept thinking about it all day, even as I was working. This distraction, this buzzing in my mind, persisted. That I should give it a try, to become what I want so badly but didn’t even realize what the swelling of feeling that had been growing in the back of my mind for years actually was. It felt similar to my realization that I was a man, but something else entirely.
After nearly a month of this back and forth and letting the feelings rest (or ignoring them), I decided on what to do. What I needed to do. After another week, I actually got the guts together to call and make an appointment with the same doctor as most of the others I’d seen.
I nearly put the phone down as it rang and I navigated the listed the menu options, but before I could chicken out entirely the receptionist answered.
“Hello, are you calling to schedule an appointment with Dr. Erian for humanity removal therapy?”
I tried not to sound too nervous, but my voice still cracked as I answered. “Yes, yes I am. I’d like to start as soon as I can.”
“We have an opening on December 16th for 2pm, would that work for you?”
“Yes, thank you.”
“Birthdate of the patient?”
“06 06, 2002.”
“Name?”
“James. Last name is…”
“Thank you, you’re all set. See you this December.”
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