The moment their hooves hit the ground in the back alley behind the nightclub, reality and clarity surged back to them like a sledgehammer. What...what had happened to them in there? A night of dancing, flirting, drugs and debauchery...and they'd started shifting and changing in subtle ways, and in retrospect were horrified at how they'd just giggled it off in their mental haze. Eventually they'd been ejected...had some random patron done this to them, or was the establishment in on it? There was...unmentionable detritus on the ground around them, so evidently others had changed as well, and been left out here...for what purpose? With growing dread, they took stock of their changed bodies, unsure of where to go or how to deal with this nightmare. A couple of busty cows, ambling around on all fours in the city at midnight...what could they do? Was there any way to change back?