Who: Simba and open Where: The street What: Being confused When: Slight backdate to Friday Morning Rating: TBD but nekkid Simba Open: Yep Status: Ongoing
Simba stretched and yawned, expecting the usual yawn and roar. What he got was rather lackluster. He looked down at himself. He was much smaller, near enough completely hairless and he had hands. He drew in a deep breath to roar and call the others to him, what he got was a weak shout. What the hell?
He tried to get up, tangling himself up in something foreign, the bedclothes and falling with a massive crash. He found himself letting out that pathetic cry again, and moved to get out of the space he was in, clawing at the door until it opened and flung himself outside, not once considering, because he wasn’t used to needing to that this little hairless form was completely naked.