She left...leaving me alone to finish up the matter of cleaning myself, and then trying myself off.  That wasn't too much of a big deal, though trying to figure out how to dry off was slightly more complicated than the process of washing up, and soon enough, I was back in my room.  I took one look at the little silver wand, and just<em>feel</em>my pussy clench at the<em>delightful</em>idea of having Mr. Wizard cum to-<em>come</em>to visit.  The door was locked, as if my mind wished me to know it though it was obvious I did, since I had done it myself.  (I got the lurking suspicion that my brain would much rather have wished the opposite, that the lock was on the other side of the door and that I was<em>stuck</em>here, so why not pass the time that way?)<br/><br/>As it stood, I...<em>did</em>go.  A few more times.  And I tried to keep it down, but it's hard to do that when your mind is filled with-<br/><br/>"Oh~"<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>The next morning, after breakfast (I used not to hate coffee.  Or more precisely, love-hate coffee, as it now made my nipples tighten in a way that invited-no.  I would not go there), I left the coffee house for a minor shopping trip to ensure that I at least had<em>some</em>clothes and not just a pair of white dresses and nothing else.<br/><br/>Actually, no, that's not correct.  When I got up this morning, to head downstairs, there was that red cloak that was in the corner of the wardrobe.  It was more layers, and I was still lacking one, so I took it to wear.  The only time it actually left my shoulders after that point was when I was changing clothes.  There was something...familiar about it.  Comforting.  Like it was that old grey blanket I had back in my apartment.  Speaking of apartments, I was led to the new one I would be occupying, a smaller-ish number with furniture already in place.  That had to be Ingress' doing, with next to no doubt.  It was well after lunch by then, but I was asked to sit down with Ingress, the catgirl who had come with me (she only spoke Japanese, but she seemed to understand me well enough), and this new guy.<br/><br/>"I came here last night, chasing her, and what I'm aware of after that is the following.  One.  She is Dame Ingress of House Arch.  She's...agreed to look after me, as I am a victim of 'Alice,' who is apparently given to wild mood swings and reality bending powers.  Two.  To wit, I am a young woman, one not<em>entirely</em>human, as I appear to be, at least in shape, part-Wolf."  I looked at Ingress.  "I figured it out when I was looking at myself in the mirror while trying on dresses.  I thought Dog...but dogs, and big dogs tend to be either happy and friendly, or scared and unsure of their own power.  I'm neither.  So, if I wasn't a Dog, the next available animal was...moving on.  I seem to have, in addition to a new body, new...tastes. Mostly of the 'coffee makes you trippy' variety."  I continued for the man.<br/><br/>"Three.  This is the City, with a capital C.  This City is not any such place I am aware of.  It isn't in America, or Europe, or the Far East.  Things here don't make much sense just on appearance.  To paraphrase something I said to Dame Ingress, it looks like someone created a visual cinematic burrito out of Walter Hill, Howard Hawks, Kurosawa, and decided to go extra heavy on the mushrooms, and I'm not talking about the sort you find in dark, secluded places.  And then I had to eat it."  I exhaled.  "And Four.  Alice may have done something more to me, more than giving me this body and sticking me in a place I don't know and making me<em>love</em>coffee, to the point there would be little hearts coming off my head if there was some here at the table.  But I don't know what that is."