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“Ugh, why the hell is it so hot in this bed?” Adi grumbled, turning from her belly to her back. Gross sweat had collected under her boobs and between her thighs. The weight on top of her was far heavier than her lightweight comforter. Something didn’t compute. She kicked ineffectually at the cover, trying to get some air to her overheated body.
When she lifted her head, her eyes widened as she stared at what was on top of her. Brown, glossy, slightly musky fur. Why was there fur on her? She gave up struggling for a moment and turned her head. This wasn’t her room. Gone were the walls next to her bed, the large window onto the square, the glossy red door to the hallway.
Instead there was a dark brown wooden ceiling above her, far higher than the standard room height she was accustomed
