You look down, but it's only a squirrel scampering through a bush made of long, thin strands. This reminds you of your plight, you really need some clothes. You hop down to the ground and crouch by the bush. Experimentally, you pull off a strand of the grassy plant. The strand comes off, and you test its strength. You tie it in a knot, and the grass doesn't break. The strands are thin, about the same size as small string.
Working quickly, you fashion a strip of woven strands about a hands with wide and an arm long. Your fingers fly, quicker than they ever had before. You grab a strand and tie it around your waist, below your tail, then pull the cloth through your legs like a diaper. The excess hands over the front and the back. You push grass through the woven strands, making it opaque.
Experimentally you try to run, but the strands of plant scratch uncomfortably at your ass, chafing it as you move. You pull the cloth off, leaving the waistband on. This time you fashion a smaller triangle of cloth, and tie a long strand at the tip. You fasten the base of the triangle to the front of your waistband, and pull the string through your ass crack, tying the string to the back of the waistband, forming a g-string. The cloth in the front cups your dick and balls, but the strand going through your butt cheeks is a bit uncomfortable. You test this one, and it supports your genitals and allows complete flexibility. Mostly satisfied, you try to figure out what to do.
The rest of the day passes by slowly. You wander around, killing and eating small rodents. There are many different types of plants, and a couple different types of small rodents. One plant has small, fluffy cotton-like tufts which you use to line your g-string. You've found that you've got a real taste for the raw meat of the animals in this place, and you eat your fill.
You don't find any clues as to why you are in this strange world, or how you changed into this cat-thing. The next day passes similarly. On the third day, you start to travel, heading towards the sun in the morning, and away from the sun in the afternoon. As you are traveling, loping easily through the forest, you realize something. Not once in the whole three days in this place have you gone to the bathroom! No urinating, no crapping! How strange... |