Rat a huge population of the underclass

Rat folk from what you've read are one of the largest populations in Lupa and generally thought of and written of poorly. The more sympathetic accounts point to the cast based nature forcing them into menial jobs, limited prospects and high competition overly large families and a higher rate of crime due to limited means of advancement otherwise.

The rat man driving the bus had been engaging you in conversation on and off for the last few hours but for the last thirty minutes, once you'd shared your heritage he'ed become exceptionally friendly and chatty. He'ed been sharing the intricacies of the mass communal living nearly all rat folk had to take part in when you'd started to tune out. You wanted to know a little about why your mom might have left, and at first you were both in agreement that living in the human world isolated and possibly persecuted for being unusual would be undesirable. You'd started to think there was no mystery with the hell rat folk seemed to live in.

"So's you know the clan will always have your back, well not the governance of the clan their real busy but we Rat caln are the best that they come and we're always around so it's even better. People put all sorts of assumptions on us like 'we're all out for our selves' or 'we love in squealer' well they just don't know how hard it is to manage so many people. 'you know we're the industrial base of Lupa nothing get build around here without a hundred little rat hands doing the hard part. I was in manufacturing you know, no shock I know basically every young rat man is at some point. I'd seen some stuff I tell you, crazy shit they try to get away with at the plants one time my whole work crew other than myself flattened by a steel spool just rolled over em, crane was broke so they just tried man power to roll it over, the most gruesome thing you ever see, I was on break so's I wasn't their but if I was, well we wouldn't be talking would we"

You smile thinly, that's the third story of mass rat man death he personally nearly avoided being apart of that he's told you so far. To say it's been sad, boring and disillusioning is and understatement. You know the bus will be stopping at a checkpoint soon but you desperately need a break from the chatter.

Cutting into his next next story "hey you mind if it use the bathroom for a sec"

" Please please I'll pick up when. You get back"

You give him another thin smile and move to the back of the bus. The cramped little toilet isn't that gross, you're one of the only riders on this bus relations with Lupa have always been tense all out conflict has never happened with them and your homeland in the modern era.

You don't need to go you just needed a break from the driver's constant talking his, slightly squeaky voice keeps ringing in your ears. You shake your head as if to brush the memory off but of course that does nothing, uhg you've got a little bit of a head ache. It's really concentrating in your ears, actually now it's spreading. Your face something feels tight like your face is being scrunched.

An itch runs up and down your arm spreading across your body. You reach down to touch the source of the itch and find a thin layer of very short fur is covering your arm and now the hand your reaching with looks strange the fingers look smaller and skinnier than normal. Looking at the mirror you can see your nose flatten into a cute little rat snout much like the photo of your mother. Then pain wracks your chest and groin your body seems to twist inside as things change. Your chest balloons and your genitals feel like the've been wrenched up upwards.

You feel a sudden wave of nausea as your ears seem to burn, and position yourselves above the toilet. You disgorged a concerningly fleshy mass as your body burns. You feel completely drained and gust pant above the bowl to used up to call for help.

After several deep breaths the pain subsides a numbness runs over you and you manage to shift to the tiny sink and little mirror there. Inspecting your self from the A4 sized mirror is a pretty rat girl's face. Going over yourself you find your proportions are totally different. Wide hips and large breasts for your frame. Your clearly much smaller close to a whole two feet are gone putting you at a diminutive 3' 8" maybe a little shorter than the rat man during the bus. With your widened proportions you have a extrema short stack build.

Reaching down you confirm what you've what you'd already begun to assume, your genitalia have morphed into those of a woman.

How could this have happened, is this natural? Did someone do this to you? You look a lot more like your mom now, there must be some beast person related cause.

Your so much smaller that your clothes hang off you, that awful mass you though up must have been excess flesh. You really should get to a doctor. Your widened hips can keep your pants on even if the thighs are starting to split even with your shrinkage. But handling your shirt takes some work you need to roll it up to get it to seem manageable rather then just a sheet draped over you.

The bus is pulling over you can feel the shift and hear the break squeals. Very very clearly too. Reaching to your head you touch the large slightly rounded ear that have migrated up the side of your head. They flick away very sensitive even to your own touch.

You open the stall door and stumble out,

"Hey I think I'm having an emergency could you call someone, something strange has happened"

"Hey lady I didn't see you get on" the rat man gets indignant as he looks back for a moment before his eyes go wide. "Holy shit kid is that you, what the hell happened"

"Don't know that's kinda the emergency"

"Woh there just sit down were pulling over at an immigration checkpoint we'll get some help there"

"Ok, ok thanks"

Getting off the bus in a daze your brought in front of a rather large and extremely rude wolf man who seems to be the boarder agent incharge of the office. Explaining what just happened to you he informs you that when mixed beast people parentage occurs the child often just looks human for several years often changing to match one of their parents at puberty. Such a late change is very unusual and it's fairly normal for the childs sex to swap to match the sex of the beast lineage parent that they take to. Finishing shuffling your papers around he looks at you uninterestedly then stairs are your breasts for a while.

Sighing he returns to looking at your face with a look of condensation. "Do you know anything about your mother's background kid"

"She died when I was young but I know she was..