(I'll wrap up the previous night now so that we can move on)<br/><br/>As Fiona neared the Cellar she cast a spell to fully take her human form, rather than just looking human. That way she wouldn't have to worry about anybody bumping into her belly. She entered the Cellar and paid for a room. "Don't let anybody wake me," she warned the barkeep. "I tend to be a very light and nervous sleeper." She headed into the room, locked the door, removed her armor, sprawled out on the bed, and patiently waited for the effects of the spell to wear off.<br/><br/>As the transformation began to reverse itself, Fiona felt herself becoming full again. Her belly began to swell outwards, until it reached the size it had been previously. At the same time, her skin, with the exception of a band running from her chin down to her belly, started to turn a dark shade. As its color neared black, fur sprouted all over her body. Within the span of a minute, she had changed from a slender human into a bloated catfolk. "How good it feels to be full," she thought, massaging her round belly. "And to be able to get mouse, my favorite food of all. Now to just figure out how I can get a meal out of this scouting mission." With those thoughts on her mind and her arms hugging her swollen stomach, Fiona fell asleep.