You have a postcard-sized blot of thick, grayish-white fur on your chest, right between your nipples. You stare at the mirror in shock as it more fur grows into existence, heading slowly up towards your neck and down your chest towards your stomach. Sweating, you run your fingers through it and find it to be very thick and coarse, although it is a little soft. Softish fur... white and gray... what kind of animal freak has the aliens programmed you to turn into?
While thinking madly through all the animals whose fur fits yours, it speeds up, zooming down your entire chest and stomach and down into your wrinkled jeans. It arcs over your shoulders and heads down your arms and back. It even starts crawling up your neck. Shaking with terror, you snap open your medicine cabinet and grab a can of shaving cream and a disposable razor. When you close it and your head and neck come back into view in the mirror, you cry out in shock. Your lower face, nose and mouth have pushed out about two inches. Fine white fur has started growing on the beginnings of your muzzle, and your nose feels leathery as it turns jet black and reformers into a canine looking one.
Meanwhile, the fur has come all the way down your arms, reaching your fingers, which begin to lengthen. You hold it up to the bathroom light and watch as your fingers grow black claws where your fingernails used to be. Your hand becomes slightly stubby, resembling a pawish hand. The same thing happens to your other hand. Lifting the shaving cream can in your clumsy new paws (which are still digitigrade) and shake it up. Your muzzle pushes out another two inches and you can feel your teeth growing sharp in your mouth.
Your pants have suddenly started to feel tight. Putting this into the back of your mind, you spray the cream onto your hairy neck. You toss the can into the sink and grab the razor and hurriedly shave off a huge swath, which falls into the sink on top of the can. You look with your yellowing eyes at the shaved off spot in hope and whine (whine?) out in terror as the fur simply grows back within seconds. Tears come out of your now yellow eyes and run down your muzzle, which has pushed out another inch and is covered with the thick fur and a few whiskers. You never asked for this...
Your pants are incredibly tight now, and you look down in horror as your thighs, now huge slabs of muscle, bulge outward tearing the pants to shreds. The shreds reveal your legs are huge and muscular and covered in the thick white and gray fur. Your feet have lengthened and your toes have shortened and grown black claws, resembling wolf paws. Your new legs add a foot and half to your height. Yo feel your ears become furry and round as they move to the top sides of your head. Your hair falls out as the fur spreads rapidly up the back of your head and down you face, which is looking very wolfish. Your entire head is now covered into the fur, and you whine in terror and realize you have the head of a wolf.
You look down past your muzzle and see your stomach muscles becoming more defined, pushing out into a six pack under your fur. Your pecks bloat out, becoming very muscular. Your neck bulges with muscle and your back cracks a little, sending your head down slightly as your back bends. The last of the fur grows in and you grow to have the body of a very large, muscular anthro wolf. A sharp prick forms at the base of your spine and huge, thick wolf tail bursts from your rear and hangs down between your muscular thighs. You wave it back and forth in sadness. You're as muscular as the pig and the tiger, and your clothes lay in tatters on the ground, the last remaining bit of your humanity.
You howl in despair at your new body. "How did this happen?" you say to yourself in a low, thick voice that almost sounds like a growl. Your tail swaying behind you, you walk out to the living room and plop down on the couch as it creaks under your increased weight. You yelp and jump to your feet and realize you've sat on your tail. You sit back down and hang your wolf head in your pawish hands and feel very sorry for yourself.
You don't leave the house for the rest of the day. Instead, you shave more and more, filling the sink with fur, only for it to grow back immediately. Around noon you get hungry and look in disgust at your fridge, which is full of yogurt and fruit. Pulling open the meat drawer, you find a raw steak and hungrily wolf it down (you chuckle at your joke). You flip through TV channels for the rest of the day, crying out in shame when a documentary on wolves comes on and you see you have an erection.
It is night before you know it. You flick on the lamp and sit on your couch, feeling miserable, when there is a knock at the door. You jump to your feet and whine in fear. You can't let anyone see you like this! You run into your kitchen and peak around the corner. The knocking continues for a while and you turn back around the corner, breathing heavily, as you hear the door click open and someone enter.