Most stories about the Infinite Improbability Gun are about how a normal human's life was drastically destroyed by random changes, making them less human.
My story is just as improbable as all those others but before I was shot, I was a domestic housecat. Now I'm about the same size I was before, but from the scruff down I have a human-shaped body and with it, a human-level intelligence.
I still wear my old collar, but now I wear it to remember that I'll never again be someone's property.
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