You slam against the confines of wherever you are

Light

You gradually become aware of a light. You move towards it, reaching the edge of your confines and pushing as hard as you can. The opening cracks wider and with a surge of deep purple fluids, you come crashing out of your prison and flat onto a patch of muddy grass.

"Free!"

The idea forms warmly in your mind; and certainly, you are free. Your view falls back upon your former prison. It's strange, a mix of mottled purple and red in a roughly spherical shape. There are a series of large white sacks, some still attached, some torn off along a gouge this sphere has dug into the dirt.

You look up to a deep grey sky and falling rain. If the dim light hurts you after your dark confines, so you raise your hand to shield your eyes—

"The fuck?!"

You are startled to find your hand is large and grey. Spikes of bone protrude from your knuckles, still glistening with the purple fluid from the sphere, and you have sharp claws that you instinctively know could tear through almost anything thin enough to pierce with them.

Your mind races. You know this should NOT be, yet you don't know what it *should* be either.

As your eyes adjust to the light and the ringing in your ears passes, you find your body is large and muscular, with a thick grey hide. You move to the water nearby, and gaze at your reflection. Your eyes are a dark and penetrating red, sunken in your monstrous face. The rain drops create small ripples in your image, but you see bone protrusions line your jaw and skull, and a savage looking bone plate covers your forehead and part of your nose. More bone spikes line your arms, culminating in a large nest of spikes on each shoulder. Despite your fear and disorientation, you admire your shoulders for a moment, with a stray thought that you could shoulder barge a maktruk with those things, though you don't know what a maktruk is. Presumably a large animal of some kind.

You look down at your body. Another bone plate covers the center of your chest, and more clusters of bone have torn through the covering on your thick legs, from your knees to the upper thigh. Suddenly a thought occurs to you, and carefully as possible your slide a hand down the front of your covering. You are hyper aware of your claws and bone spurs as your check your equipment very very carefully. You find a thick grey cock, covered with the same hide as the rest of you. It's length is probably average for whatever the hell you have become, but it is twice as large as your shadowy memory tells you is 'normal' for whatever the hell you were.

"Not so bad, far as consolation prizes go. Not really worth being a giant fucking monster though."

The deep rich voice surprises you as you speak to yourself. It is not yours, or is but shouldn't be.

Your confusion intensifies as you notice that you are aware of so much more than you should be, as if you are seeing more than you are seeing. You concentrate through a strange doubling effect, and realize you can hear and smell your environment for a significant distance in all directions, and that it's not just your sight overwhelming you. You struggle with your senses, looking out over the water yet knowing that 50 meters into the woods behind you there are two small animals mating. You are as aware of their presence and movements as you would be if you were watching them, and the sensation is overwhelming. You focus on the sound of the water to center yourself, and start to gain some control of your senses

Your concentration is broken when behind you, you hear a loud sound like water splashing. Turning, you see the sphere is dissolving into water and getting mixed with the rain as it falls.

After another minute all that is left is the muddy ditch it had cut.

And you.

"Now what?"