001 - The Fable Of Feigh!
#1 of Beastiary Beas - Lucky!!!
Feigh, a Red Panda so lucky that it could likely constitute being a horrible curse, finds her life in turmoil when one day her good luck is stolen!
HI! You see that person there? That's me. Least that's what I'd be saying if this was a visual medium and not just text I guess! Haha. Oh gosh, I'm already goofing this up something bad! Okay so my name is Feigh and I want to introduce you to past me. An absolute boy from Colchester of no concerning repute, imagine a bar full of indie kids in the lates 2000's and it's Where's The White Boy (maximum difficulty) imagine that dude, yeah that was me. We all have humble beginnings after all! I remember having a pretty okay life, which is a great life for a socially weird Autistic kid. That's only thanks to my friends though, I really lucked out that, in hindsight they were the other undiagnosed kids who could pass as Neurotypical tracked my ass down during Primary School and never let me out of their sight.
But I can't give them all the credit cos... Well I'm kind of cursed? I'm not sure how else to describe it like, but no one would probably ever call it that, more a gift. Okay, you see I'm lucky and not in the I won Beer Pong one too many times, I mean no matter what no ill can befall me. All the opportunities and access to chances that arn't typically given by us touched by the 'tism. I didn't notice it at first, cos I was taught about white and male privilege and that. But no amount of privilege explains away every coin toss, cards delt, booster pack opens and slot machine wins. That's Touched By God privilege at the very least.
In hindsight I had it good, I didn't really need to work, my dating life was surprisingly good, I kind of had the life desired by my cis peers... But that doesn't stop something being missing. I was doing okay, on my way to a successful teaching career, but god I was miserable! But, try to act shocked: One night I got really lucky.
I was crying drunkenly at the end of a night out, over only being able to afford chips in a chicken shop, when an old trans woman comes to sit by me and pays for some chicken nuggies. It hit me like a ton of bricks like I'm sure it does most women, my egg decimated by this immaculately timed Chicken Nugget, the luckiest Chicken Nugget I could've eaten. Blessed Nuggie. As the woman leaves, it starts. I lurch over onto the floor, blood pouring from my lips as my fangs start to come in. Turns out leaving the realm of the cisgenders was the last straw for my humanity being removed.
I run straight home, trying to ignore the pain of literally growing outside of the confines of my skin. I was transforming, I of course just so happened to run into some Monsters who were on their home, their home which just so happened to be on my street! Wow what luck! I got home and through an intense half an hour I emerged from my bathroom, hulking in the doorframe. I had become a Monster... But Luck strikes again cos I am the cutest dang thing! I turned into a Red Panda, with a more typical monster appearance of paws on the hands and feet, ears, tail, though at the time the rest of me looked human!
But of course this when my luck would start to run o- HAHAHAHAHA nah mate. As much I was feared everyone would now treat me different and want me dead, my luck remained! Whenever someone tried to commit violence in the streets, a car would conveniently spiral out of control and attack the assailant. When my teaching job fired me for being a Monster with some BS excuse, who do I bump into outside the gates? A recruitment agent who offered me a higher paying job immediately. When I went to the doctors to get assigned to the Gender Clinic, my GP bless her; just put her on a course of HRT straight away! When family members wern't accepting of my gender, they died the next day! Well that one feels like it's a curse, but honesty? Nor me or no one in the family liked them anyways.
This is when I really started to embrace my Monstrousnessess, I became the very bestial (but aodrable) Monster you see today! My fur started to grow everywhere where there was once flesh, with Red Panda features taking over my face completely. I also gained weight to y'know 'Help the HRT along'. Sadly my lucky hasn't gone to my titties quite yet, but there's always time! Or maybe I'd hate being stacked and my Luck is doing me a favour and I just don't know it's Luck yet!
Yet all the love and support I got from my family and friends remained, so when faced with the decision to move to London to find more queer people or stay in Colchester? Well of course I choose to stay! With luck like mine, the queer ppl I need to meet will walk on coals of fire to meet me right? I mean I deffo try to meet more queers and Monsters in the confines of Colchester, I know we got a nice little crowd here. But listen I think of it like this: I would have to re-establish the strong support network I've found in this town. I already know everybody and I'm only able to be as Monstrous as I am, due to this Impregnable Fortress of being known. It just makes sense you know?
And now with that we find my gorgeous self in the modern day... I wish. Yeah, things happened. So if you don't mind indulging me a little longer as I go into how we got HERE, here today.