Chad thinks the spray smells good. He applies more coats. His skin is glistening. He doesn't notice that his body hairs are falling out. The floor around his feet is covered with tiny hairs. He sprays his hair, and it falls out as he shakes his head. He is intoxicated with the spray. He is unaware that he is hairless, and his skin is becoming scaly. A small tail grows from the base of his spine. More spray, and the tail grows longer.
Unseen, Chad's secret admirer watches on an iPhone, as the hidden wireless cameras in the locker room transmit his transformation. The admirer had gotten the idea from Karen Sinclair's comment as to why she didn't give Chad a shot. She said, "He's such a "Lounge Lizard". The admirer glanced at the huge lizard in his glass terrarium. Chad would be the perfect mate. The retro virus in the spray can was working overtime to reprogram Chad's DNA. Too bad, Chad hadn't waited until he was in the field house. The unheated field house would have put the big lizard into a dormant state, but in the heated locker room. The admirer sighed. Apparently, lizard wrangling would be in order.
Chad's now long lizard tail lashed, and dented the nearby bank of lockers. The noise interrupted Chad's revelry. He blinked with his two sets of eyelids, and saw his clawed hands, the dented lockers, and his new tail. He dropped to all fours and scampered away from the noise. Someone might have heard, come to investigate, and he couldn't be seen like this. He had to hide.