Micheal's mind was racing. What kind of canine had he last seen? Then it hit him like a ton of bricks:
It was on the newspaper as It was a particularly arousing picture of wolves that he stumbled upon while looking for something fun on it, but now it was coming back to haunt him. they looked to be about 2 years old, with shaggy gray and brown fur (which matched on her ears and tail). they looked like they were playing in the picture that you wanted to join them with doubts.
A wolf are to be considered a canine, even if they look a little young that Micheal had his thoughts. That was, until suddenly, a strong, strange tingling sensation fell down his spine. while the changes started to occur that Micheal was confuse - "This can't be happening, but, could This be even possible!" he squelched as his voice grew deeper that He ran to a bathroom mirror to watch his predicament unfold, but as he entered the bathroom he slipped on a wet tile and hit his head on the floor as Micheal was then knocked out cold.
It was a long time before he came to that The transformation had exhausted his body to the limit, leaving him feeling sore. His eyes fluttered open at last as he tried to comprehend what had happened as Questions raced through his mind.
"that was wired, what happened to me?"
" Was it all just a dream?".
"then Why am I in the bathroom? On the floor?".
"How did the room get bigger?".
"What's are these strange feelings I'm having?".
Micheal climbed to his feet, but almost fell back down again as he felt all wobbly, and off-balance for some reason. He grabbed onto the bathroom sink as he fell and pulled himself up again. As he did though, he caught a glimpse of his new and improved reflection in the toilet water.
He was aghast, speachless, stuck for words. The proverbial cat had his tounge as it hang out. Staring back at him in the water has a bizarre mix of himself, his mother, and the wolves off of the papers. he looked about 2 years old.
he was endowed with all of this features of the original - not huge features, but certainly very canine that he was wearing what Micheal was wearing before, but it fit like a tent over his new slender frame. wolf ears protruded from the top of his head, a fluffy tail sitting idly behind him. Both shared the same colors as his new hairs - a brilliant mix of brown and gray colors - which felt thick on his fur back like a waterfall to just hit below your shoulders.
Micheal decided to take a look down at himself to see if this wolf in the water was actually him that he was looking back behind him to see a tail waging confirmed his fears. "yelp!" was all that could escape his mouth for the moment as Micheal was shocked to hear his new voice - a voice that complemented his new body look well.
"This can't be happening!" he squealed, but comes out as howls and growls that he then ran out of the room. He was racing around the house, checking to see if every mirror in the house gave him the same result. which They did as it confirmed Micheal's fears.
Micheal then plonked himself onto the coach. He was having trouble comprehending all that was happening, but it seemed to him to finally calm himself done a bit. He asked himself "Micheal, you've been turned into a wolf, what do you do now?".