As Shawn arrived at home, he parked himself in his garage. He reached down to where his crotch was and tried to open his pants. After fumbling around a bit more he looked down to find a way to open them. His pants had no zipper to open them as there was nothing behind them that could need getting out. In fact his pants not only fused with his own skin, but were perfectly fused with the leather of the seat. He looked around his waist to see that it was like this all the way round. "Oh bummer!", he said to himself and gave the mental command to the ring to un-merge him from the motorcycle, and gradually his legs formed from a mass splitting away from his motorcycle. Smiling he reached down to confirm that he was complete again. Unbeknownst to him, the computer of his motorcycle got a new sub-menu with options to merge and un-merge.
He was about to play with himself when suddenly it struck him: He could do something much cooler. In full gear he ran over to his apartment where he kept his pet mouse called Noodles. He was a moderate size gray furred rat, rather tame and usually kept in a cage. Noodles was accustomed to Shawn's appearance, even in full gear, so he wasn't frightened when he was lifted out of his cage, in fact he even nuzzled the gloved hand. Then Shawn when to his bedroom where he had a full-sized mirror. As he made sure he and Noodles could see their reflection he gave the mental command. In moments Noodles dissolved into a blob, running up his glove and seeping in between the glove and the rest of his suit. Gradually parts of his suit started to dissolve. Shawn also felt himself dissolve, but couldn't see much as his helmet was getting opaque. After a few minutes everything started to solidify again, and his visor became clear.
What looked back at him was somewhat different to how he'd been before. His helmet had turned much more triangular, fitting the snout and ears of a rat. Looking down he saw his hands. His fingers had become quite a lot longer than they used to be, and claws came out of holes near the finger tips. He walked a bit as he noticed his boots having changed a lot, too. They now were much higher and had a bent in them, as if he was standing on his toes, which he found himself to be. Only the part that touched the ground had a sole. He then opened his visor and looked into his eyes. They were somewhere in between his normal eyes, and the usually emotionless eyes of a rat. Around them was the gay fur. Then he noticed that out of his back came a long pink and naked tail. He took of his helmet and finally saw his new face. It was fully covered in fur, except for his nose pad on his muzzle which protruded quite a way into the space before him. Between his, now rather large rat-ears, he still had his normal hair. He had turned into a full anthropomorphic rat. Feeling hungry he went to the kitchen, taking a cereal bar he had in the cupboard for months. "Funny, I didn't fancy cereals before, must be Noodles".