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She had simply wanted to help the team. The old guy said the "compound" was completely safe and undetectable, it was simply supposed to enhance their performance and give them "cat like" reflexes. She had slipped it into their drinks during their training sessions for the big tournament and it has worked ALMOST perfectly, she was still really annoyed though.

It wasn't the fact that she had ears like a cat that twitched all the time, nor was it that when people scratched her behind the ears she could help but let out a low rumbling purr (she couldn't even brush her hair these days without purring).
It wasn't that her hands had become paws making it hard to dress herself or the expense of the custom mitts they had to get, nor was it the fact she couldn't pass a couch without pawing at the fabric.
It wasn't the tail she and the others had grown (secretly she loved the tail and on occasion had found herself chasing it), sure the custom uniform pants were expensive but they mad her bum look great, besides they could all wear dresses outside of softball and that solved that issue (although that caused other issues when she occasionally lapsed into a quadrupedal stance) 
It wasn't that like so many of the others in the team that she could no longer be a vegan, she'd had to drop that for sweet delicious meant, nor was it the fact that she felt the need to chase, kill and eat the occasional deer or rabbit.
It certainly wasn't the grooming sessions that replaced their showers post game, hell that had brought them closer together as a team (the real pay off there was that the raspy tongues felt great in her fur and grooming the others felt so right) SHe had also discovered the joy of long private grooming sessions.
It wasn't even the occasional need for flea collars, they had managed to find some very pretty ones.
Sure being in head 8 days a month was tricky but it was manageable.

What really annoyed the hell out of her was that everyone on the team, herself included, couldn't get near the ball without batting it away and chasing it all over the ballpark!

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src4387 Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Love the tail burst!
mrtboy Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2017
Not so much a burst as tailored pants, but thanks
src4387 Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Close enough!
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