Groaning, Joel finally managed to lever himself up into a sitting position, his new shaft flopping over his legs as it slowly retracted into his sheath. As his cock finally retreated fully into his sheath, Joel grasped the edge of the sink and heaved himself to his feet.
Now that he wasn't panicking over the changes or managing his libido, he was more amazed at what the vials could do more than anything. Looking through the box, Joel quickly came upon two vials marked as "Human, Male" and "Human, Female," with the standard male and female silhouettes pasted on them. Grabbing the male vial, he carefully took a sip, only just as much as he took of the Stag vial - which, when he looked at it, had refilled.
He felt the liquid settle in his stomach, before a rapid, tingling, burning sensation began. It wasn't exactly pleasant, but it didn't hurt either. It sort of felt like a minor case of when a limb falls asleep.
The tingling quickly concentrated on his crotch, the fur starting to recede, and his package shrinking, sheath going back to foreskin, and his sack moving back to its starting position.
Within moments, Joel was looking at his familiar package once more. Smiling, he gently placed the human male vial back in the box, before taking the box into his room and stuffing it under his bed.
Finally finished with the morning craziness, Joel started to get ready to go to work in an hour.