You're bearded, robed, uncle enters the room to check on you. He spots you with your new body and pauses, a loud chuckle escapes his mouth. "I knew you were into some weird furry stuff...But I didn't predict it was this bad," Uncle Jack says, observing you as you ignore him, electing to continue to roll on the floor, playing with yourself. "Well...it's a good thing that the mirror makes it pretty easy changing you back to normal, Uncle Jack says while snapping his fingers. In an instant you're back to your 15 year old self, except much dirtier, with much less clothing. You give Uncle Jack a dirty look. "Well I can't fix everything for you, and you're not staying, a shit-eating Hyena-Man, go run up to the shower and get cleaned up," your uncle instructs. You hike up the diaper, now far too large for your teenage body and run to the bathroom. "And dump all that shit down the toilet," your Uncle calls out after you. You drop the shit filled brief onto the floor and just stare at it. It's WereHyena shit, it has to be still infectious, and it's not from the mirror this time around, maybe Uncle Jack won't be able to change you back, you can go back to your never ending fantasy. You plot for a monent and decide to...