((As night approached, you got a rang at the door. You sighed and headed over, expecting maybe a delivery or something. Without peeking, you open the door.))

There Kira was, her expression shy and rather.. impulsed. It's like she was struggling with something and needed help with from you. That was until she asked if she could stay at your house for the night, in which you knew what risks it provided. But wanting to lend a helping hand, you let her inside.

She felt welcomed, but she also gave you a sly warning. Sooner or later, she's.. actually, it starts just as she tried warning you, orange fur starting to sprout on her armd as she scratched away. You watched her struggle, as she crouched down and continued scratching away. As more orange fur grew on her, it covered her more. From covering her eyes and entire body, making only her senses viable in her form now, just as the muscles started to grow. And just as you realised.. the Orange Beast.. was now in your living room, scratching herself while drooling all over the floor.