You see that you are no longer wearing clothes, though this doesn't matter too much because you are now covered in coarse black fur. You feel stronger and you notice that your body is many times taller and more muscular than you had been. Your feet are now cloven hooves and your fingernails have been replaced with lethal claws. You see your reflection in a storefront window and find a truly horrifying creature staring back at you. A wolf-like head with a mane of fur like a lion and two spiked horns sprouting above your ears. Your eyes are red and feline and your canines extend out of your mouth just enough to always show themselves. A long, cat-like tail flicks back and forth behind you and between your legs hangs a massive set of genitals.
Most of the townspeople flee in fear, screaming and crying out various curses and prayers. The marketplace empties quickly and you are left alone and confused. You hear the sound of metal scraping stone and look to see a garrison of knights charging toward you. You want to tell them that you aren't a threat, but you realize they are unlikely to listen. A voice inside your head tells you to run, so you do, scrambling down an alley to get away from them.
Your new size is apparent now, as your shoulders brush against both sides of the nearly six-foot corridor. The knights are right behind you as you turn another corner and another, trying to lose them in the web of streets and alleys. Every time you pop out on another main road, you send crowds of people scattering in fear. You finally find yourself back in the marketplace and turn back down the alley you first went through only to find more knights blocking the way. The original group soon shows up behind you and you are now boxed in.
What do you do now, you ask yourself? Can you fight them? Can you run? Can you try to talk to them? They begin closing in, their weapons drawn, and you must make a decision. Then, you hear the voice again.