You can't help it, you want his shit in your mouth, you want it so bad you can't even make out words anymore, all you can do is let out a strange high pitched scream. Jack smiles at you, whipping out a new pile of shit from his pants, forcing it into your mouth, as you enjoy the rank nutty taste of each soft turd he shoves in your gullet. You slowly understand less and less as he begins to grow, soon towering over you. He sticks out one of his shit covered fingers and allows you to suck on it.
"I guess you're not aware, when you become a wereskunk you gotta start young and grow up, don't worry you won't need mothers milk, all you need is daddy's scat and you'll be just fine." He says to you, even though you quickly forget what half the words he says even mean. "Go to sleep my little skunklet, daddy has plans for you." You do as your told and drift off into a deep slumber, nestled in your new dad's arms.