"Must have been black," Ms. Tomlin says.
She mixes the two vials, walks over, and hands you the bottle. "Drink up then, my boy. Not all of it, though. Save some for your classmates."
You take the bottle and take a swig of the potion, making yourself swallow the thick liquid. It tastes weird, really fiery and you wonder what is in the concoction. You set the bottle down on the desk and stumble backwards, not feeling so good. You begin to feel itchy all over and start scratching furiously. The transformation was beginning. You look down at your arms, surprised to see orange fur covering your them as your fingernails grow out into claws. You feel pawpaws forming on your palms and fingers, as your hands morph into dainty paws. You can feel your teeth growing out into fangs as your ears grow to points and become covered in orange fur, your hair also turning into fur. Your feel like you have too many teeth for your mouth, until your mouth and nose push out into a vulpine snout, while your nose turns into a doggish nose. Fur covers your face as well, orange mostly, but also white below your jaw. You decide to struggle out of your shirt, as the fur is starting to grow over it, white on your chest, and orange elsewhere. You hear a tearing sound and look down as your feet stretch and transform into digitigrade paws and your legs crack as they reform. The seat of your jeans tears open as your waist reforms and a large, bushy tail grows out, fur covering everywhere. Your body begins to make dramatic reformations as you fall forward onto what are now your front paws. Your clothes rip and tear as your body reforms. You shake off the tattered remains as the last of your changes takes place, becoming a normal, if slightly larger than average fox.
You walk around the room a bit, getting used to walking on all fours. You walk over to a guy named Ben, who smiles and scratches you lightly behind the ears, which feels amazingly good.
"Now then, would anyone else care to volunteer?" asked Ms. Tomlin.