They left me after they gave me a sedative. It was only a light one and it managed to calm my hysterics long enough for me to think without passing out again.
I lay there trying to make sense of what little information I had. Slowly I brought together all the information I had gleaned from my brief time awake.
I had been transported to where anthropomorphic creatures really existed. I had been found in a lab. I spoke the language well enough to think it was English.
After concentrating very hard I managed to say something in English. It felt different on my new tongue. I’d have to watch what I say or I’d give myself away.
I continued examining my situation. This room was in a nursing home. The last fact was that I was a female anthropomorph. Though what type I had yet to ascertain. It was bad enough that I was as weak as a kitten.
They had covered me back up after I had done my initial exploration of my new body. I didn’t know what type of anthropomorph I was. All I felt was shape ears and a short muzzle, narrow white with a dark nose. From what I felt and saw I figured I was at least in the canid family.
I managed to sleep a little that night. The sedative had helped that much. Several nurses had come in during the night to check my vital signs and such. They poked and prodded me throughout the night being only a mild inconvenience.
It seemed some thing’s were a constant no matter where you are. Nurses always woke you up to give you sleeping pills.
I did notice that my sense of smell seemed better than it was when I was human. I could tell when the staff changed shifts. Each nurse or doctor had they’re own personal scent.
I had thought about telling them the truth about me. Then I thought they would probably think I was nuts and put me away for a very long time. There they would over time convince me that I was crazy or worse.
I decided to pretend amnesia. It would not be hard since I did not have any idea where I was or how this world operated. I had given them my name before I realized what had happened. That was my only foul up so far. Maybe they would think it was due to the coma.
With these thoughts I drifted off to sleep and dreamed of dancing under two full moons.
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I woke again with a start and looked about the room. I was relieved to find no one was in the room with me. The sun streamed into the room from the window on the far wall. Someone had opened the window and a slight breeze brought the scents of the day into the room.
I lay there relaxed just breathing in the scents and tried to identify them.
“Well lets see if I can sit up.” I thought to myself after a few minutes. I failed miserably. I just didn’t have the strength yet. It took me another 5 minutes to find the bed controls.
It took me almost 10 minutes to figure out how the bed controls worked well enough not to have my feet high in the air. The hardest part was getting my eyes to focus. After starring at the controls for about 3 minutes, my eyes finally focused and I could see how to work the controls. The pictures on the buttons were similar enough to what I was familiar with to figure them out.
As the head of the bed slowly rose to a sitting position a slot formed under my butt. I was startled, until I realized my tail fit just right in it. I could imagine what a kinked tail felt like.
I’d have to get use to having a tail.
I was now able to see the entire room. My vision was still a little blurry, but I managed to make out what everything was in the room.
There was a glass of water with a straw on the table by the bed and I managed to get a drink without spilling too much. I got a better look at my arms, waist, and legs. They were covered in the very white fur that I had seen yesterday. My tail reached just passed my feet and was covered in the same white fur but the last four to six inches were black. As I explored my surroundings from the bed, the nurse walked in from the day before.
Aldrea looked startled to see her charge sitting up looking about the room with her covers pushed back.
“Hello, I see your up. I am your nurse for this shift. My name is Aldrea. What’s your?” She asked in a cheerful voice.
I hesitate then replied in a small voice trying to sound confused. “I don’t remember. I was hoping you could tell me.”
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“Amnesia!” The Dr. Conrad told the psychologist. “She says she doesn’t remember anything. She doesn’t know who she is or where she lived. Its like she remembers nothing before waking in the room. We tried to uses word associations to see if we could jar her memory. Nothing.”
“It’s possible for individuals to loose a portion of their memories. It is very rare to loose it all. If memory loss is total, it usually happens after some traumatic event. Most of the time, some or all of the lost memories return. The longer it takes the less it becomes likely that anything will be remembered.” The psychologist informed Conrad.
“Well, according to Nurse Aldrea, she doesn’t even remember she was female or how to take care of herself. It’s as if we have a individual that been grown in a lab and just programmed to talk and no other information. She can do complex math in her head. We haven’t had her write or read anything. She seems almost afraid to try. Like she doesn’t want to find out whether or not she has forgotten even that.” Conrad rambled on.
“We checked the name she gave us when we first asked and found nothing there’s no Johnathan Davis anywhere that knows a female arctic fox. Aldrea has started calling her Astria after the brightest and largest moon. It seemed appropriate, her fur is almost the color of a moonbeam on the snow. Just beautiful.”
Aldrea started calling me Astria after their largest moon. She said that my fur reminded her of it color.
From what I could gather so far, it’s supposed to be where their Moon Goddess abides. Most of the staff has started calling me the same. After thinking about it for a while I figured I liked it.
I finally got to look at my self in a mirror when they let me take a shower the day before. They even had to show me how to use the controls. I was shocked to discover I was an Arctic Fox. That at least explained the white fur. The black tips were something different from the arctic foxes on Earth.
I must have examined myself for 15 minutes before Aldrea knocked on the door and asked if I was ok.
As I looked at my body there was no denying I was female. A disconcerting thought after being male for 25 years.
My breasts were large and firm. I couldn’t help but grin, I guess busty vixens were a constant too between planets.
If I thought about it for even a short time, my nipples would harden and poke through my fur. This proved very embarrassing when that sexy looking bobcat of a nurse walked in and sauntered around the room.
These hospital gowns hide very little. After this happened the third time I asked Aldrea if she could get me something a little more discreet and covering.
The male anatomy was gone from between my legs. That shock took me a while to get over. I know I may be waxing sentimental but I was kind of attached to it. Sorry remembering this part makes me nervous still.
I tenderly explored myself as I soaked in the shower. My hands worked their way over my breasts and down between my legs. When I touched my outer lips to my sex, the sensations that my hand produced in their exploration over my body had me weak kneed almost immediately. Definitely something to be looked into at a later date and time.
I first had to learn as much as I could without betraying what I did and did not know. It must have been the most embarrassing thing I have ever did asking Aldrea certain information on female hygiene and stuff. I didn’t even know how to take proper care of myself.
She gave me all the information I needed and informed me that I had come into heat about a month ago and would do so again every 6 months or so unless I was pregnant. It took a while to pick my chin up off the floor after I realized that pregnancy was a definite possibility and the shock wore off.
This line of questions led to a discussion on female reproduction and hygiene. My ears must have gone red from the looks she gave me.
Hey cut me a break this is all new information to me. All my knowledge was from the giving side of things rather than the receiving end of things. v Aldrea almost had a heart attack when Astria asked about things that every female cub, kit, or kitten was taught from before they matured and started going into heat. She just couldn’t understand why I could know something’s and not others.
She must have suspected that I knew some information and just needed to be reminded like remembering a line of a play when given the first few words. She must have felt that I was holding something back like a dark secret that she did not want to remember.
The conversation on hygiene and reproduction had taken place after I had been able to get up and move about the room. It must have been obvious from my scent when I came out of the shower that I was rather aroused, because Aldrea’s ears turned red when I entered the room.
The insides of my ears went red when Aldrea told me when I had gone into heat while in a coma and would do so again in about 5 months.
Aldrea had to leave quickly afterward because the scent of the aroused fox was having strange affects on her and she was getting aroused herself. She wondered if something was wrong with her since other female scents had never affected her like this. She had always thought of herself as straight. Now she was not so sure.
Now it seemed that every time Aldrea walked into the room, Astria would watch her closely and have to cover her breast as her nipples poked at the fabric of the gown. Astria eventually asked her if she could get her a different gown that was less revealing.
After she had left work that day she went straight home and took a long hot bath. As she washed the loose fur and the days dirt and scents from her body her mind drifted back to the vixen’s scent. Her paw moved lower to caress her mound and a finger entered her labia. This triggered yet another memory of the fox’s scent. Her mind was again swamped by sensual sensations as her finger found and rubbed her clit. Her other paw rose to cup and caress her breast and tweak her nipple. The tingling in her sex grew to an urgent need for release. Her stroking increased in tempo thought more about the white vixen. Her orgasm, when it arrived, caused her to yowl as her body shuddered and bucked as pleasure filled her mind.
Aldrea hoped she hadn’t roused her neighbors with her yowl of pleasure.
After Aldrea had completed her bath, her mind turned to questions she never thought she would be asking herself. How could this be? Why was she so attracted to the fox, and female at that? She was feline! Am I lesbian? How can this be happening?