Nyandemic Story, pt. 15
## 7. Troubled Dreams It was Monday morning when my brain started working properly again; the fog lifted all at once, in a horrible flash of clarity. Nicole had been grooming me, and as usual for the last couple days, I'd found myself nuzzling into...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 5
## 3. Antisocial Distancing I was _not_ happy. "Okay, what's it doing _now?_" I asked, suppressing a groan. Why did these things always crop up at the worst possible time? Bad enough to have someone's computer stuck in an endless...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 10
## 5. Two Little, The morning sun glared brightly through the cracks in my eyelids as I fumbled my way to consciousness. I'd gotten entangled in the sheets almost completely, and I had that tell-tale psychic hangover you get from a bad dream you can't...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 12
## 6. Who Goes There? _Nothing._ I shut the fridge. _Damnation._ I'd woken up _ravenously_ hungry, for some reason; it took three bagels and copious quantities of _schmear_ just to stave it off enough for me to get...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 9
"Hi, how're you doing!" the clerk chanted as I entered the hardware store. "Can I help you find anything?" It took me a moment to process - not that this was confusing, but after weeks of barely any social interaction even...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 19
I woke with a start. The light streaming in from the window was all wrong; it must've been nearly 10:00 by the look of it. It was Wednesday, wasn't it? _Shit,_ I must've slept through my— Oh right, I didn't have work today, either; I was out sick...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 17
## 8. Metamorphosis _Thump._ The late-morning sun stabbed little pinpricks of light through the weave of the blanket. I blinked, squinted, and forced my eyes shut. Was it my head that was pounding? My skull still felt funny. _Thump._ It was no...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 2
## 2. Cat Scratch Fever The origins of the virus still haven't been definitively nailed down. It was a basic fact that the initial outbreaks were in east Asia, but between the high population density and the lengthy incubation period it was so...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 22
I hunched forward, tail lashing moodily, and heaved an aggravated sigh. It was a little later in the morning. I'd gotten as far as bagging up my laundry, then got stuck in a loop, alternating between pacing around the living room, trying to figure...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 24
I'd read once that science wasn't 100% certain how or why cats purr. I don't know if that's still true; the topic, unsurprisingly, attracted more attention post-pandemic. I gather that the _how_ in catgirls is about the same as in cats, as far as...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 20
And thus ended the shortest interaction I'd _ever_ had with them. I tottered inside, shut the door, slumped against it, and slid down to the floor, then winced and leaned forward to un-kink my little stub of a tail out from under me. _Just shoot me...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 21
## 9. Breaking Ground I slept well enough, but I woke up feeling like I'd been hit by a truck. There was a hardly a part of me that _wasn't_ experiencing a dull ache, and it felt like every bone in my body had gotten a visit from the Trash Compactor...