It started just like any other day, I woke up and got dressed loathing that I have to leave my warm electric blankets. I'm Mauro by the way. Mauro Whelan but most people just call me Mauro, I'm six two and twenty five years old and balding despite my young age.  And this is the story of my amazing adventure. First thing I did after pulling my shorts and T-shirt on was look around then take them off pulling on jeans, socks, and my jacket instead. I knew from experience how cruel and unyielding the cold December air outside could be. With a smile I finally grabbed my wallet, keys, and my favorite hair hat to give myself the stylish hair I didn't have naturally anymore.
	Finally being ready and pulling on my boots I stepped outside my small silver trailer and looked around, as usual everyone was gone to work or school except my older brother Eric. He works graveyard shift at the jail so he sleeps during the day. I guess you could say we "live" together but he actually he lives in his two-story house and I have a silver air-stream trailer next to it, it may seem a little drab but its actually really nice. We lived in a gated community with....mostly good neighbors, and the community being on a mountain side meant I get lots of exercise walking up and down the big hills. and at most its a fifteen minute walk to the coffee stand where I liked to get my milkshakes and mocha's and on this particularly cold day I was in the mood for a nice hot mochaccino.
	I began climbing the familiar hill yet the walk seemed so much longer that day for some reason, the fallen,dead, and half frozen leaves crunched under my boots and as usual after walking up the big hill I stopped for a nice breather before continuing on. The next section along the road to the nearby red light was mostly even terrain and finally the start of the gentle downhill slope to the gas station, my favorite part of the walk I might add. My favorite cause it was so much more relaxing, All I had to do was move my feet forward and gravity did all the rest. It was only a Leisurely short walk before I reached the coffee and shake stand. I always felt weird at this point an embarrassed cause id get in line with cars and trucks and stand at the drive through since that's all the stand had but it was always fine. No one ever honked at me or got mad. I was greeted by a new stand employee and she smiled and asked what I would like, I simply replied with  a  mochaccino and handed her my five bucks and punch card. I then stood with my hands in my pockets while she made my mocha and returned my card, another star toward a free drink punched from it.
	And this is where it all really starts, I was walking along on my way home from buying my nice hot mochaccino when it started. I was caught in a rush of wind and noise then in a matter of seconds everything spun and went black and all I felt was a sudden shift in climate before losing consciousness. I awoke with a start noticing immediately the cold Washington air was replaced by a warm comfortable temperature, but as I looked around confused and scared I knew I wasn't anywhere near my home anymore and wondered what was to happen to me now.
	It wasn't till after my initial confusion wore off that I realized I was completely naked and my body vastly altered. My white skin now covered with a pelt of sort fine fur that was midnight black for the most part with my chest, stomach, inner thighs and groin region my manhood replaced by a well rounded soft fuzzy sheath all covered in fine white fur. I even had hair again to replace where I had been losing it to my baldness all of it black and medium-short length save for a stylish orange Mohawk along the center.  I smiled looking at my bare palms and fingers and even grinned seeing my feet have become monkey like hand-feet . But by far the most intriguing thing was the long Black furred prehensile tail that extended from my tailbone section. I had become a Vanara.
	As the exhilaration and excitement of my new body wore  off I took in my surroundings again. Where before I was walking alone a busy road bustling with cars, I was now in a dark dead forest. The trees gray with death and stripped of their leaves and covered in sinister webbing, Upon looking at it closer the webbing appeared to be silk , having seen to many movies  and documentaries I knew better than to touch the webbing out of fear of whatever made them. seeing no direction looking better than any other I chose the one with the lease webs and started walking.
	The further I jogged the more dark and foreboding the forest became deepening my sense of fear. I finally stopped for a breather and looked around at my surroundings, the scenery hadn't changed much. Still surrounded by dead web covered trees, I then immediately looked around myself as a soft hissing sound vibrated ominously through the air. Above me I spotted it a giant spider the size of a sedan sitting in its web staring at me, at its next meal.
	I stood frozen in fear, my arachnophobia still seated deep in me despite my new body. I could only watch and tremble as it began to move, its fangs dripping small green drops of venom each fang large as my forearm, with small rows of red spikes along its shiny black body and legs.  Legs as long as I was tall and there just in barely  visible sight a large red hourglass mark. It was with another loud his from the creature that I finally managed to get my control beck to an extent and turned only to find that the initial hiss was more than just delight at a meal, it was a dinner bell. Smaller spiders had surrounded me all of them tiny versions of the big one. Each dripping tiny green droplets from its fangs as they skittered ever so slowly as though savoring the moment before the kill. 
	They slowly approached me and just as I thought it was all over one of them hissed in a high pitched shrike as it was pierced by a arrow. The remaining spiders seemingly surprised skittered around confused before one collected itself and jumped at me only to be pierced by another arrow and pinned to a tree curling  its legs over on itself, most of the baby the spiders then took into the trees disheartening into the webbing as the mother hissed moving with terrifying speed toward the unseen attacker. The remaining two babies immediately leaped through the air at me, one like is sibling was shot by an arrow while the other landed on me sinking its fangs into my shoulder, the pain was excruciating as it was hit and knocked off me by a new assailant from another direction. My vision blurred as I manages to get to my hands and knees and look up to see two vanara standing next to me and looking down at me and then a silver back gorilla wielding a spear approached and much to my surprise spoke. 
	"Will he live? Or are we too late?" he said. "I think we arrived just in time gallin, the antitoxin is working through his system now but he wont be able to move." replied the blond furred vanara. "We need to leave now Gallin! They will be returning soon with far more than this poor chap wandered up too" the green furred vanara tensely said was wall I heard before every thing spun and went black once more. "your right ill carry him back to the camp" decided gallin, he then looked as his companions and issued his orders to the blond one first fallowed by the green one. "Telon your the fastest go to the elder and tell him what transpired here" he said, and Telon immediately took off into the forest. "Calaban you shadow us, if any spiders attack me and our new friend here I will need you to help me protect him." gallin said looking at Calaban. a confidant nod and "yes, sir" was Calaban's response before quickly disappearing into the trees shadows. Gallin then looked at my unconscious form in his powerful muscular arms and spoke softly to himself. "I really hope your "the one" because there isn't another vanara that's anything like you." And with that h took off into the woods after Telon with Calaban stealthily fallowing close behind.
	As ordered Telon used his speed and athletic prowess to return to the Vanara camp before Gallin and Calaban. The camp itself being a small collection of huts surrounding a large tree that still brimmed with life, with a make shift wall of wooden spikes around the outside of the perimeter. His return is met with surprise and concern as he rushes through the camp to the large hut at the base of the tree and kneels speaking loudly, “Elder! Elder Velk come quickly, we found a new vanara in the forest!”. An elderly vanara with a long beard and thin gray body fur comes our from the hut relying heavily on his staff to move. ”Calm yourself Telon, what of this vanara you found? And where is Gallin and Calaban?” the elder inquired. “They are on their way here now elder, the vanara we found was being attacked by one of the clan mothers and her new spawn. Calaban spotted him as he wandered naked into her lair, his fur is black and he has an odd thing on his head. Is he the one foretold in the prophesy for our people elder? !” reported Telon. The elder stands silently and strokes his beard for several minutes in deep thought.,“he may well be, is he safe young Telon?”  “he was bit by one of the spider-ling but we gave him the antitoxin only a few moments later so he should survive, and Gallin and Calaban understand the significance he may hold. They wont allow any thing to happened to him” replied Telon. “then for now we can only wait for them to arrive with out new found hope, go rest and eat Telon if the time of prophesy has finally come you will need your strength” the elder then turns to face the tree and speaks softly “the new comer will bring the vanara's hearts to bear and awaken you once more oh god of the forest Ho'le'vast”

	Gallin breathed hard but kept his running pace moving as fast as he could while carrying me, he could hear the spiders closing in and stopped as two dropped from the trees in the path ahead and charged at him “CRAP!” he yelled and skidded in the dirt bringing his spear to bear and impaling one as several arrows pierced and slew the second spider with Calaban dropping from a branch “are you hurt?!” he asked through winded breaths. “no we are fine but that was to close.” He says removing his spear from the dead spider. “we have to run now Gallin I saw more and more spider from different clans moving through the upper webs this way!” said Calaban, a curt nod was Gallin's only response as they took off running again. Both smiles relieved when they spotted the markers signifying the forest gods protection and pressed their run to reach them. They stopped after passing the stones and looked back as a spider tried to fallow only to have a razor sharp root burst from the ground stabbing through and killing it. “were safe now” Gallin said with a relaxed sigh. “we should hurry to the village none the less , there is no time to lose” replied Calaban and began at a slightly more relaxed run with Gallin fallowing close behind.