"Haha, Legs and Chicken!"
"He's got chicken legs!" shouted a kid in the front row pointing.
Tyler looked down and practically shrieked. His feet were huge yellow bird's feet, and his legs were pink above the feet with weird looking stubble. They itched terribly, as he watched the stubble pushed out, but instead of hairs, long rust colored feathers pushed out.
"Rhode Island Red by the look of it," commented a poultry farmer in the back. "Does he lay or is he a rooster?"
"Good question. That depends on whether our young friend is willing to spin again. He still has his human genitalia, just chicken legs. He may get lucky and win back human legs or he may end up all animal or some sort of weird chimera. Well, Ty, what will it be?"
"What? You mean, I go home with chicken legs or spin and end up with something worse?"
"Or better? Are you a gambling man?"
Tyler licked his lips, and shuffled his chicken feet awkwardly.