Snow Leopard TF - Part 2

Fiona lunged into the Taxi with Cheryl, Cheryl's sleek brown-black hair making her jealous of her own, Fiona always thought Blonde hair was just plain and bland.
"So, Cheryl, well.. how's life? We haven't seen each other, for, like, a long time.."
"Oh, Fiona, it's just been perfect! We moved to New York City! It's always so calm and peaceful, and I've made lots of new friends!" Cheryl calmly answered with her sweet smile.
The taxi's engine roared as the wheels switched and creaked. Some cheap taxi. Fiona thought in humor.
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"Who's ready to see the Snow Leopard show?!" A man with a long black beard and a ferocious smile with a long black tuxedo grinned. Lots of little kids yelled in reply.
"First, we need some volunteers from the audience!" A woman with red hair took a microphone. She had a sparkling red sequin dress.
"She sure is pretty." Cheryl nudged Fiona.
"Yeah! She is!" She plopped her hand in the air as a volunteer.
"Come up here, blondie!" The crooked man stole the blue microphone and snapped.
Cheryl clapped for Fiona.
"Wow! R-Really?!" Her heart pounded as she walked up to the stage and beamed.
"Alright young woman, we need you to go back there in the little gray room down there and get the treats for the big 'ol kitty cats!" The red haired girl smiled suspiciously.
I'm not a baby! Fiona thought in annoyance.
She padded to the gray room. It had a few paintings on the wall and a small rugged bag in the corner. She wandered up to it curiously and lifted it up, checking the weight.
"I found it!" She called to the woman. The odd woman was gone.
"Call me Gale." She answered and suddenly appeared again.
Fiona sniffed the bag. Woah, these smell nice.. It smelled of tangy rice, or some delicious barbecue back at home.
"I know you want to try one. Heheh, don't worry. They can't hurt you." The woman choked.
How did she know? Fiona thought suddenly.
She plopped one into her mouth and chewed it slowly.
Wow! This tastes amazing!
"I've gotta go and help prepare the show!" She slammed the door as she trotted out with a still-strange grin on her wicked face.
Fiona felt an awkward shift in her arm, it felt a bit stronger all of a sudden. She sniffed the bag of treats again. J-Just one more! They're so good, no one will notice they're gone! Fiona thought and went to the bag, taking one and plopping it in her mouth. She swallowed it whole without chewing.
"Mm, that's good!" She let out a cold roar sound.
Fiona covered her mouth in a panic. W-Was that me?.. She anxiously dismissed it from her brain.
    Fiona felt a tingle around the area her leg had grown stronger. She pulled up her leg sleeve to check it, seeing a little silver hair. No, not hair. It was fur most definitely.
What's going on!? Fiona felt scared, and she had to get help from someone.
She limped to the door and banged on it with her fists.
"Gale! Get me out of here!" She begged.
Fiona listened for a moment. No reply.. She thought.
"Huh-uh honey! You're not finished yet!" She heard a whisper through the door in Gale's voice.
She's ditching me in here!? W-What's gonna happen to me? Am I gonna starve? No way! Cheryl will find me! Maybe that bearded guy will help! Fiona sat down, trying to think of a plan.
She heard creaking in the dark stoned floor and wondered where the sound came from.
Her hands felt stingy, hot, and wet. She rolled up her sleeve, silver fur was coming up too.
"Aah!" She flopped back in surprise.
"God, I gotta get out of here.." She mumbled, instead a little purr rose up.
Fiona's cheeks felt harder and bonier. She felt them with her soft silver hands, and they were flexing into a long gray-tinged muzzle.
"Mmph!" She refrained herself from speaking. I-I'm a freak! She tried to deny it in her head, but she thought it was all over.

    Fiona felt merging in her face, painful and burning merging. Her golden locks were turning black and white, shortening and shortening as the minutes past. They felt like long painful hours to her. What am I even gonna do? What happens when this is all over? She started peering at the paintings. They were all of previous snow leopards, performing tricks like leaping through hoops or doing simple commands such as sitting or laying down.

O-Of course! There were other "Volunteers" here.. But they didn't leave.. I guess that'll happen to me, huh? She groaned in her mind. What about mom? Or Cheryl? She realized what pain they'd feel when she had disappeared.
Fiona felt fluffy and sweaty, she had taken off her overcoat and realized her undershirt had ripped from pressure. There was no longer tan and thin human skin, it was all sleek silver fur with black markings.
"C'mon hun! You're almost ready!" Gale came in with the same crooked smile.
"Why you little.. Y-You turned me into a freak! What're you gonna do to me?" Fiona stared in uncontrollable fury.
"No time for questions you spoiled rat. Why do you bother coming to this show anyways?"
"I-" Before Fiona could finish, Gale threw a harness on her. She felt choking in her neck. Fiona's mouth had grown wider and longer, and she was growing sharp carnivore fangs as well.

"You're a corrupted woman!" She wanted to shout in offense, but her harness didn't allow her to move her mouth at all.
She felt her legs crushing together, Fiona moaned in pain and obesity. A little silver tail started flowing out, and grew longer and longer by the second, causing even more unimaginable pain.

By now Fiona's long beautiful hair was gone, it was just tufts of silver pelt on her thin head.
Cheryl! Gale dragged her out to the stage, she looked at her silvery white paws and back limbs.
"Cheryl! H-Help me!" She wanted to yell, which she could because the harness was being pulled off. It only came out as a seemingly-ferocious roar.

"ALRIGHT EVERYONE! WELCOME TO THE GREATEST SHOW ON EARTH! FOR YOUR SAFETY, PLEASE DO NOT ENGAGE IN STUPID CONVERSATIONS WITH THESE ANIMALS! THEY ARE STILL IN TRAINING, AND MAY ATTACK!
Fiona suddenly realized something: they didn't want anyone to talk to her! Her voice would probably still-be-human if someone talked to her directly! These people are criminals!

"Everyone please welcome our newest edition to the snow leopard family.. Keeley!" The crooked woman had a red and yellow megaphone, and assumed a new name for Fiona.

Someone.. P-Please get me out of here.. Keeley looked at the stage. She no longer had a family, friends, or a way to be found. She would be alone for many, many years.