Danor had to do a doubletake upon seeing his reflection within the water's surface.
The visage within the puddle reflected the face of a shocked wolf beastman. Not only that, but Danor could also see a slowly moving wave of light traveling down his neckline, leaving grey fur in their wake akin to a field of dried grass set ablaze.
"Wh... what is this?!" Shocked, Danor dropped the gem as if it was searing, an onslaught of fear and self-preservation filling his mind with the instinct of flight or fight. "Stop this at once!"
His pleads went unheeded as the wave of light traveled over his arms, leaving his appendages a little bit thicker than what was formerly his own. It was probably because of the thick grey fur, but it did seem thicker.
As the light went further below his chest, Danor could feel as his upper body expand, his torso and waist filling up more of his comfortable wool clothing. What was an article of comfortably loose clothing now fit tight on his fur-covered body.
He looked on in shock as his hands completed its transformation, leaving what could be discerned as claws instead of fingers. Still possessing five individual fingers on each hand, Danor's fear gradually weaned off as wonder began to overtake it. He flexed his new claws on longer fingers in curiosity, wincing when creating a fist caused one of the claws to stab at the newly discovered pads on his hands.
Danor felt as the light traveled downwards, abs popped into place on his flat stomach. His waist widened a bit, enough that he'd look proportionate to his torso. He rubbed his cobbled abs underneath the skin-tight clothing, feeling it's grooved contours.
Suppressing a shudder as he felt the area below his beltline change, Danor looked down to see his pants beginning to tighten. The seams of his pants began to rip, fur escaping the weak cloth as his thighs and buttocks grow to a masculine, strong form. He yelped when pain assaulted a part above his buttocks where his tailbone end, scrambling to lower the hem of his pants.
A bushy wolven tail popped out, waving and flicking away with a mind of its own. Danor took it in his hands and affirmed that it is indeed real. The fur felt nice and smooth.
Danor wobbled on unsteady legs as his form toppled to the ground, his legs unresponsive to his heeds. Soon the light passed through and left digitigrade legs instead of the normal, human legs. Testing it, they now respond to his will.
He looked on in wonder as the wave of light completed its travel, leaving his legs full of grey fur. Each of his now big toes sported tipped and sharp claws able to tear through flesh. The thick padding provided protection and left the area insensitive to texture.
As one final act, another light wave washed over him, suddenly finding his clothing now comfortably loose, his tail passing through a hole in his pants while his shoes remained missing.
"A...a... astounding." Danor couldn't believe his eyes. This isn't a mere illusion, this seems to be a direct change of his entire being! His body had been completely changed to his very core!
He could feel the rapid beats of his new bestial heart, pumping blood all over his new, muscular form. A sort of adrenaline high hit him and he found himself drooling through his teeth and maw.
Standing up, he found himself able to stand with no problem as if he had been this way since the day he walked.
Danor looked in the puddle to see yellow irises staring back, he opened his muzzle, inspecting the sharp canines and teeth that had replaced his own, slick with drool and glistening white.
Making faces in the reflection, he tried to express himself. Smiles, stares, snarls that came out as growls, shocking him. The facial expressions were limited and everything ended up intimidating. Only through sheer force of will that he was able to form a friendly face on the face of the beast.
He perked up upon hearing something and realized. The reason why the gem made him into a wolf beastman was that they are natural hunters. Being part wolf now, Danor had better eyesight at night, a greater sense of smell, stronger hearing and a capable body.
With this, it would be a breeze to reach the city.
A growling from his stomach signaled him to something quite important. The drooling increased and Danor found himself craving fresh meat. His hunting instincts reared its head to potential prey, but he refrained.
Danor looked to the Glamour Gem, picked it up and contemplated.