Tyler watched the markings on the wheel change once more, sealing his fate. All he could read of the new letters were "ll he-d". Tyler was able to come to the horrid conclusion that his head was going to be transformed. But into what?
The transformation began. Two lumps on the sides of his head began to emerge. They grew longer, and then shot straight up. Once they reached their full length they became pure white. The tips were blunt, like someone had shaved them down. Beneath his new horns, Tyler felt something tugging at his ears. But nothing was tugging, they were simply growing. Short dark brown hairs grew from his ears, which pulled sharply to the sides.
The fur spread from his ears down the sides of his face. For a moment it looked like Tyler had really thick sideburns. But the hair fanned out and over the rest of his head. His human hair fell out, and was replaced by coarse fur. Tyler didn't want to admit the truth, but deep down inside knew what was happening. He was turning into a bull. Well, at least his head was.
His nose swelled and fused with his upper lip. Then stretched forward until Tyler had a crude muzzle. He prodded his snout with his human hands, surprised to find it was leathery and wet. His tongue then went out to lick his nose. It was enormous, twice the size of his human tongue. Tyler could lick half way up his snout. He could taste so many different things. Including his own arousal.
Madame Illusia and the crowd applauded Tyler once more. And this time the Madame made Tyler bow. The curtain was drawn, and Tyler wondered if that was the end of the show. Would he be turned back now?
"Oh please," he thought, "Make me normal again."
Madame Illusia turned and smiled at Tyler. His head was that of a bull's, his legs belonged to a canine, and he had a scaly, green tail behind him. Tyler was far from done with his changes.