She liked to slip her shoes off under her desk...no one would know, it kept her feet from getting sweaty, and they were easy enough to slip back on if she needed to get up for something.
This time, when she went to slip them on...they didn't seem to fit. It felt like her toes straddled far over the edges of the opening, which should've been impossible. Her brow furrowed in frustration as she fumbled with her shoes under the desk, only managing to kick them around fruitlessly. Confused and annoyed, she leaned back and looked down...
...Her feet were paws. Dog paws.
She clapped her hand to her mouth in alarm, which only revealed further changes...her mouth was lengthening into a snout, and her sloppy, larger tongue slathered her changing fingers with doggy drool. Under her clothes, she felt new sensitive points budding up below her breasts, and her nether region flared up and jutted out, her anatomy altering...
She had to get out of here...get to the bathroom at least, someplace where she could figure out what was happening to her without anyone else seeing...!