Waking up covered in blood, dizzy with an insane headache; the world seems different with colors never before seen.
Jumping out of bed in fear, as her mind returns to sobriety, her body not the same as it used to be.
Looking down and seeing scales; scales that shift and turn from reptilian scales to human skin back and forth, going through many color variations.
Black skin, red scales, white skin, green scales, blue skin and so on…
Not even able to comprehend what happened, panicking slowly while looking at her hands with clawed reptilian fingers.
Her legs also clawed, also reptilian; noticing a curling tail behind herself that somehow shifts between having scales, feathers and fur.
She screams mentally. “Can this get any more confusing!” Entering her private bathroom and looking at her self in the mirror.
And there stands a tall humanoid chameleon, or an anthropomorphic chameleon. “Why do I have boobs? Chameleons don’t need boobs.”
Her mind working at inhuman speed, calculating what no human can. looking at her continuously shifting form.
Trying to control it, trying to return to her normal form; feeling kind of annoyed that this chameleon form has bigger boobs than her and is taller.
Turning around and looking at her butt, frowning… Ignoring the tail… and all the other inhuman details she became way hotter, except for being a chameleon woman.
Looking at her thin neck lifting up her beautiful chameleon head, beautiful from a perspective of an animal lover/nature scientist.
WTF happened, quickly checking up on Nidhogg and realizing that his terrarium is open and he is gone!
Nidhogg is probably the reason behind this. She thinks to herself before thrusting her hand into the bio scanner.
Which slowly lights up her arm with many strange beams and is sending the test results over to a nearby computer.
And the test… shows up weird, nothing wrong, if anything her test results show that she is healthy?
But it does not recognize her genetical structure, not knowing what creature she is, she panics.
Deleting all traces of her genetical data of the computer, the Chameleon-Charlotte data, not the normal Charlotte data.
Sitting down at her desk, her tail curling up along a leg of the chair, clinging to it tightly.
Worrying about not being able to hug Chad and David today, before she realizes that she should probably worry about something else.
Can she even go back to school like this, she is not even human anymore… “Chad, David…” The chameleon-woman looks like she is about to cry.
knock knock (Lizzy:)”Miss Charlotte, are you up yet? What do you want for dinner?” The maid Elizabeth shows up.
Charlotte/chameleon-woman looks over at the door and back at her self and the bloody bed panicking.
Super quickly getting rid of all her bloody bed stuff and talking. (Charlotte:)”Yes, please get me pancakes.”
Somehow able to talk in her own voice even though she is a Chameleon-woman. “Maybe my vocal cords did not change.” She thinks.
(Lizzy:)”Understood. Do you want me to fix your bed for you?” (Charlotte:)”No, I’m fine, please go help someone else.”
(Lizzy:)”Are you feeling fine? Do you want some help?” (Charlotte:)”I’m fine, just upset about boys and romance, so I want to be alone.”
(Lizzy:)”Alright, I will be here if you ever need to talk about anything. Will there be anything else?” (Charlotte:)”Nope, please go away.”
Elizabeth leaves worried about Charlotte, deciding to report to Charles about these worries.
Chameleon Charlotte falls onto the floor, tired and stressed about everything, feeling like the cold floor is healing her.
“Chad was right, when tired lay down on the cold floor and rest your wary mind.” She thinks to herself and smiles a toothy chameleon grin.
Remembering that David also does this sometimes; walking into a room and finding a dead tired looking Chad and David on the floor.
Spending time on slowly controlling her shifting form, going from full green chameleon-woman to almost Charlotte like human.
Failing a little here and there, Charlotte with green hair, Charlotte with dark skin, super hot Charlotte; wait that last one was not so bad.
Finding herself kind of enjoying the process of looking for her own body again, returning to true Charlotte.
Though she might be super hot Charlotte sometimes for fun, true Charlotte is fine and all but super hot Charlotte is…
OK, she might be a little conscious of her looks and super hot version of herself kind of helps her confidence.
Though she would not show it off randomly, only in specific situations and only to people who really love her.
“Like Chad and David.” She thinks and smiles, a super hot Charlotte type smile.