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The growing chirping of the birds outside rang throughout my bedroom, no thanks to my still open window. As much I tried to cover my ears to silence it and go back to sleep it seemed null. These blasted ears were far too sensitive. I groggily look to my alarm clock, barely 6:30 in the morning. Not the time I want to be up after staying up until 4 in the morning. I don't t think the birds are going to stop and once I stand up I'm up for good. I know I'll either stay on the border of being awake and asleep but never actually drift into sleep so rather than torture myself I may as well get up. I stretch out, letting out a mighty yawn. I toss my legs off the side of my bed before pushing myself to sit up. GAH! Right...forgot to adjust for that...

The tail is weird you know. When I don't pay attention to it, my tail seems to have a mind of it's own, and yet when I do actually think about it, I can control it as I want. It's a weird feeling, a bit like blinking and breathing, you just kinda do it without realizing. That's not the half of it though, the other annoyance a tail comes with is sitting. Sitting is the absolute worst! Unless I position myself just right I sit on it and if you've never had a tail before let me tell you, IT HURTS. Lying on my back isn't an option with it, and considering my breasts lying on my front isn't much more comfortable. It's a shame because I always lie on my back! Side laying for me this weekend. *Sigh.*

Ugh. I hate these things. Why did they have to make the change female and why did my body decide to give me big ones? *Sigh.* It's just one weekend, I can do this. Then I can mess with them anyway I want for a week. I'll show them I can do this. Just a weekend. It was only for a few hours Friday to, just have today and tomorrow. With another hefty sigh and I raise up to my feet. I stood there with my arms out, trying to get used to my body's current center of gravity. Not only do I have to deal with this chest fat, my butt was more pronounced and my hips were much wider, not to mention the nothingness at my crotch! The worst addition besides the chest would be the large and fluffy grey and black ringtail behind me.

I groggily slouch over to the bathroom, not able to stop my hips from swaying as I walk. I walk in and cross eyes with a mirror, getting an all too good view of my face. The black fur on it vaguely resembled a mask while white whiskers rested on each side of my muzzle. It's odd having my ears so high on my head but they hear a lot better now though, that's a plus! I suppose that's one benefit from all this, unless I'm TRYING TO SLEEP YOU BIRDS! The mirror is just low enough to give a view of my breasts to, much to my dismay. I suppose it's pretty hard to NOT notice them, considering they basically live on my chest now. It constantly feels like I'm going to fall forward.

With a sigh I get my toothbrush, apply toothpaste, and begin brushing my now much sharper teeth. I have to be a bit more careful, I didn't want to accidentally gash my hand on them. I never thought I would be afraid and careful when brushing my own teeth but here we are. It seems like there's a lot more to, which doesn't help. Brushing the bottom of my teeth is only more scary for me, not only because their the sharpest part but also because I don't want to mess my toothbrush up even more than I already have. I finish and fill up a small cup of water to cleanse the toothpaste out. Drinking with a muzzle is another weird thing. It's not too different actually, but sometimes my nose gets in on the action if I'm not careful. It's strange because if I open my mouth fully, it's quite wide but I can still drink it through my lips. It's kind of hard to explain but just don't get too excited otherwise you'll get water right up the nose, and no one likes that.

Then there's the act of actually using the bathroom. It's well...uh...a lot different. Obviously I have to sit down to pee, in case you forgot I am a woman and that sounds like it's not too hard right? Wrong. If you thought that you forgot one key thing, the tail! It's so big and my toilet is not built for an anthro's body so I have to awkwardly position myself so I don't hurt my tail; all while making sure I'm at an angle where the pee actually lands in the toilet. Even though it's just for a weekend I might just go buy a litterbox, it'd make my bathroom life a lot easier. Cleaning up down there isn't as easy as it used to be either. Before this all I had to do was give it a few shakes. Now I have to carefully dry it off because I can't really shake anything anymore! Going number 2 isn't much better, worse probably. Then again number 2 is always much worse than number 1. The whole woman raccoon part doesn't make it anymore pleasant. When you gotta go you gotta go though, speaking of it's about that time. *Sigh.*

One nice things about all this? Everything tastes good and I mean everything. Like I hate honeydew, it's bad and I don't care who you are. That being said, it tastes amazing in this body. Anything is enjoyable. You know those Starbursts candies? I ate one last night and forgot to take the wrapper off and it still tasted good! Better than when I ate it the right way before I was a raccoon! I have a small urge to eat some of the things I've thrown away but I can't do that, it's unsanitary! But it probably taste so good...no no no, I won't do it!

Okay, I've talked about my body a lot, I should explain some things. I'm sure a lot of you are probably confused. First of all hi there, my name's Josh and it's-it's an eventful weekend. When you and your friends can finally afford a transformation tool it's probably best to not get drunk afterwards because then this happens. You become a raccoon woman for the weekend. Oh no it wasn't an accident or anything. I may have made a very drunken bet that I could be put into any body and make it through a weekend without wanting to be turned back. This was yesterday at around...4:15 PM. I didn't really realize the uh...scope of it all due to my state of mind at the time so Friday night didn't seem to bother me too much. Come today and I realized how terrible this is.

You know what else is terrible? My reach. Seriously. I'm about 5 inches shorter than I used to be, and even though that doesn't sound like a lot it really is. I just want some cereal but my bowls are so hard to reach. If I stretch my body I can almost reach one of them, but I'm at the risk of having the rest of the bowls fall on me. Same applies for cups and even some of the food in my cabinet. Hopefully it won't be too much of an issue.

I just want some cereal right now, that's all I want. I don't want a whole thing and yet I'm getting that. I can reach it! My hand is touching the top of the bowl! Come on! Really stretching here, I'm in pain! Ah ha! Got it. What an escapade to get a bloody bowl. *Sigh.* At least the cereal is only on the middle shelf in my cabinet. Cereal actually fills me up now. My stomach seems to be a lot smaller. It's weird though. I have this odd urge to just eat the entire box. It's this weird mental thing telling me it might not be there next time, so fill up. I live alone so the odds of that are basically nothing but still.

Tastes good at least. Yeah, I eat it dry, sue me I don't like moisture on my foods. I have to fight back the urge to just stuff my face into the bowl and eat it like that. I'm civil dang it! I'm going to use a spoon even though it's much slower...and what if something falls inside and I can't eat it...No no no! Not doing it. No way...

Fine brain. You win. I say to myself as I stick my muzzle into the bowl of cereal, eating it like a dog would.

One degrading breakfast later I opted to just watch television to forget I'm a raccoon woman for a little while. Just take a seat on the couch and OH WAIT, I HAVE A TAIL NOW. Yeah, that really hurt. I rubbed my eyes in annoyance and laid down on my side, using a hand to hold my head up. I feel like someone's going to paint me right now. None the less it wasn't that uncomfortable, the only oddity was the fur I felt with the hand. Then of course I have to have slight focus on my tail otherwise it'd do it's own thing and end up in my view, tickling my nose, stuff like that.

If I could stuff my tail into my pants I would love to, except I can't. It's just big enough to not fit comfortably and it makes my leg really hot. Apparently during the night of drunken escapade Samantha tailored out a tailhole in one of my jeans. One weekend and I have to throw these out after this. Maybe I'll keep it in case this happens again, if it does somehow. She also gave me a bra to use which I haven't touched yet. I figured "Can't be that bad." Apparently when you have somewhat sizable breasts it starts hurting your back when you walk around a lot. Being drunk last night I barely noticed it and haven't moved around much today, but with this morning alone it's already hurting. Not to mention they wobble every which way when I walk. It's like having two water balloons on my chest. I'll probably end up having to figure out how to put this bra on because I can't take much of it anymore or else I might just scream or something. I dunno...

I managed to watch a few hours of television before growing bored of it. Despite how much I just want to spend the weekend sleeping and getting through it as fast as possible I really want to go out. Maybe even with the friends who I had the bet with, I dunno. It'd be fun to get drunk again, nothing seemed to bother me then. Don't get me wrong I don't go out and get drunk every night, just last night and maybe tonight. That is if I can get at least one person to come along with me, make sure I don't try and do things I might regret. Unless they get drunk to, which they probably would. Actually, now that I think about it maybe getting drunk isn't the greatest idea...

None the less I'm going out and I'm going to have fun! You know what? I'm going to go drinking, and I'm going to have fun dang it! I start getting up from the couch and realize there was still something I had to do. My hands-paws, whatever went up to my chest, feeling the appendages there. I sigh, knowing going out would mean I have to learn to put a bra on. Better now then never I suppose, my back was hurting anyways.

I walk back to my room, breasts jiggling every which way. I actually tried leaning back as I walked which merely almost made me fall down on it. I had an idea I figured could work. I got down on all fours and walked around like a bestial raccoon would. It was kind of degrading and yet at the same time felt quite nice honestly. Didn't help the whole breast situation but it was slightly better than before. I scurried up my stairs back into my room, standing back up on my legs.

I open up the drawer and pull out the bra Samantha had given me last night. It was pretty plain, just a white silk bra. Now how exactly does this work? I see straps and stuff and I know my shoulders go on them but that's it...Uh...do I just hold it up to my breasts and do it like that? No, that's not it...wait! I think I got it! You put your arms in the what I assume are armholes and pull them up. Okay...woah, they moved higher up than I thought they would. Alright...I guess I clasp the back then? This is hard to do without seeing what's going on back there. How do girls do this? Ah! There we go! Not that comfortable though. Maybe if I adjust my breasts into the cups...that's better. I mean it's far from as comfortable as having no bra at all with no breasts but it's better than back pain I suppose. I hope that doesn't stay.

Welp, I got a bra on now, hooray...Why do breasts have to be so annoying? Super sensitive to, and as much as I hate to say it...*sigh* and I can't believe I'm saying this, I wonder what it's like to do you know...have bedtime playtime. No no no, not thinking about it, go away thoughts. Go think about what you're going to wear. Wait, why would I do that? I have literally only one pair of pants and shoes to wear, I'm just picking out a shirt and this one looks fine. Although...maybe I can try make up? Sure it's girly but I am a girl no? NO! Ugh, I hate these no sensations some times. And well, you know what? Screw it. My mind can win this round, I'm going to go buy makeup! Maybe an accessory or two. If I have to be a raccoon this weekend I may as well be a pretty well! HAPPY BRAIN? YOU'RE GETTING WHAT YOU WANT!

I walk back down my steps, noticing by breasts didn't sway as much as they did before. Man, bras really do work don't they? I should of sucked it up and took it like a man, or I guess woman now, and put it on right when I woke up. None the less, I grab my keys and put my wallet in my pockets. Thank goodness I don't have girl pants because those pockets, if you can even call them that, are baaaad. Walked out and got into my car, shutting the door and adjusting my tail in a way that makes me able to actually sit in it. Now the fun part, the seatbelt. What's wrong with a seatbelt you ask? Well in case you forgot there's two giant sacks on my chest that make it not so comfortable. They're already annoying to begin with, sure they save lives and I respect that but couldn't they of made it out of anything softer? After my grievance I clipped in and drove my way to a mall, the closet shop to my house.

After almost a half hour trying to find parking I took a deep breath, get out of my car and lock it up. I enter into the mall via a clothing store. I found myself mostly uninterested in the clothing there actually. I was never one for clothing to begin with, let alone the fact buying any clothes would be kind of pointless since I'm only in this body a day and a half. Not to mention I don't want to deal with tail holes and the like again, that was an escapade the first time. No thank you.

I found myself stopping at one part of the store, the jewelry department. Most of it I found myself having no strong opinions on and I was about to leave and continue my shopping when something caught the corner of my eye. There was this golden necklace with this beautiful sapphire pendant in a heart shape. It was stunning, and it was just a rock. Sure it's all glowy and stuff but at the end of the day it's just a rock! Why do I like a rock so much!? It's so...pretty. And I REALLY hate to admit it but...it'd look cute on me...Ugh. Why are these new feelings so complicated!?

Well, some things ended up transpiring. Turns out the necklace was quite affordable and well within my estimate budget for this little trip but the clerk noticed my hesitation. Long story short she persuaded me into buying it. I tried it on and everything. She held out a mirror for me to see myself and I really hate to say this, I felt pretty. And it felt good. What are all these feelings about liking looking pretty? I'm a raccoon for goodness sake! It does feel nice so I guess that's a good thing? I just hope it's not a lasting side effect...

Turns out the store had a makeup department as well, and since that's why I came here I made a stop there. I browse around not knowing what I was doing. There were a lot of colors of slightly different tones but nothing major and then there was major ones. Like for example there are a bunch of shades of red but also purple? And the eyeshadow isn't much better. The only thing truly to the point is mascara but I don't understand any of the differences. One of the things I found myself most concerned about was if what I bought would look good on me.

The man at the counter was more than happy to help me out with all of...this. He told me a light pink lipstick would look good and to skip out on eyeshadow. He even helped me with applying mascara, which made my already long eyelashes more pronounced. The man who helped me, named Michael, held up a mirror for me to admire his handiwork and admittedly myself.

And if I did not look down right stunning. Maybe I'm growing an ego in this body but I thought I looked beautiful, well as much as a raccoon woman can be. Still, it's not like there's not other attractive anthros but I had to say I was on the better spectrum of them. Maybe it sounds conceited but this whole ordeal is such an inconvenience I deserve to be! I look good dang it and I'm going to have a fun night!

When I got out of the store I noticed that the sun was already setting. Did I really spend that long in there? It only felt like an hour at the most. I guess the makeup might of taken a while because I tried a lot on. I think I went through like 5 paper towels. I can't say I didn't have fun with it even if I don't want to admit it. With the makeup in hand I put it in my trunk and got into my car, deciding to hit up a bar on the way home. I even called some friends to come party the night away.

*****

And I had a complete blast. We drank, laughed, shared stories, played with my tail, a whole bunch of stuff! I never realized how amazing it feels when my tail is played with! There was this one guy who I kept looking at...feeling...a connection? It was weird, I wanted to just talk with him, get to know him, and maybe even kiss him. I think this body is making me much more attracted to men because before this I'd have these feelings for woman. But I mean...I guess since I'm a girl for the time being it makes sense?

I thought, "What the hell, what's the harm in it?" and I sauntered over to him, getting maybe too into it then I'd like to. I found myself swaying my hips more than I usually do as I did just that. We started chatting it up quite a bit, and I found myself really enjoying his company, and I never really went back with my friends once I started chatting him up. And I felt urges come up, I wanted him to make the first romantic move, a hug, a kiss, something. Why was I thinking like this?

The night progress and after we finished drinking for the night he recommend we head back to his place, and you know what? I agreed. I didn't want my time with him to end, he was so nice and caring. He even lent me his jacket as we walked there. You know how nice it is to not be the person having to be cold for the sake of the girl your with? I'm letting you know it's amazing. It was so warm and felt nice against my fur. Even though my ears made the hoodie a bit weird it still felt wonderful.

We made it to his house where we continued to chat more and watched TV. The weird part of it all? We cuddled and kissed. Even weirder? I enjoyed it. I wanted him to not stop doing it. Before I could really panic he'd bring me back. Eventually we both ended up falling asleep together on his couch. I knew that tomorrow would end up being very eventful for the both of us.

*****

Ugh...my head...it's like a bloody marching band is playing right next to my ear. And why am I in a bed? Wait...no...okay. I remember last night I got really drunk and I...came home with a guy. I remember falling asleep on the couch and everything else is a blur...

He just brought me a home remedy for hangover and breakfast, kissed my muzzle and went back into the living room. He is really nice, I'll give him that. And what do you know? All those emotions from last night came running back. It had to be real since I wasn't even intoxicated anymore. Was I...in love? This is going to wear off soon though! I only have 7 hours to make my mind up! And if he found out I used to be a human guy would he still act the way he is?

Alright, game plan. Over lunch I'll tell him to truth and if he wants to break things off, no harm done and I'll return to normal. Then if he doesn't care what I used to be...uh...I stay a raccoon? I mean...I complained a lot but it's something I could get used to. I did buy all that stuff after all. I had fun in the mall and with Derek, that's his name by the way. Maybe...I really do like being like this? Even so, I'm still transforming my friends at the end of this and who knows, maybe they could get the happy ending I did...or hopefully will...I dunno what I'm saying.

The day went on rather uneventfully, just lying in bed for a while. After another nap the marching band seemed to quit and I actually left the room...and it was 4 PM, the effects we're going to wear off at 4:15. It was now or never. Derek had prepared lunch for us and I walked out, shaking from nerves and took a seat across from him. It was pretty noticeable as he initiated a conversation, asking what was wrong. Rather then try and side step the question, I just nose-dived and told him the truth...

*****

It's been 5 years since that. Derek's initial response shocked me, as he didn't have one at all. He explained that he fell in love with me, not my body. Even if I became a human male again he'd still continue pursuing me romantically. And if the ring on my finger didn't make it clear, he sure did! We're even starting a family! My belly is still growing out, about 5 months pregnant now. I ultimately decided I wanted to stay a raccoon. It started off rocky but that Saturday Night I had some of the most fun I've had my entire life!

Oh right, my friends! There were 3 of them. I got my turn to transform them for a weekend. Tyler got to be a zebra girl, Samantha a duck man, and Adrian a newt woman. Fun fact, Tyler and Samantha loved being anthros so much they stayed that way...and loved each other because they're getting married! And not to brag but guess who's the Maid of Honor? Take that Adriana! Oh, that's probably mis-leading, Adrian returned back to being a human male again, Adriana is Derek's rat friend. We fought for a while about it but we're good now.

That's where my story ends. Who would of thought a simple prank would transpire into all of this? I'm glad I decided to go out that Saturday night, otherwise none of this might of happened. I would of never met Derek, who turned himself into a raccoon by the way to get the baby and decided to stay like that. The best part about being a raccoon woman? The tail! I complained about it so much but it's actually the greatest thing ever! So soft and warm! It's like always having a blanket!

*****

"And that's my story." Josh said leaning over the counter at the young mouse.

"Okay...but you didn't answer my question." he replied back.

"And what was that sweetheart?"

"WHERE THE BATHROOM WAS! YOU MADE ME PEE IN MY PANTS!" he shouted up to Josh before storming off.

"Welcome to my world! I do that everyday! Like...right now..."