"Hm, as much as I enjoy your company, I'd much rather have my paws back," the red fox says as he holds your head up.
Suddenly, the fox begins to lick your face with its rubber tongue. You only are confused for a second before realizing that your face shouldn't be so squeaky.
The fox was turning your head into rubber!
"Please," you protest, "I don't want to be a pa-"
The rest of your sentence is cut off as the fox's tongue passes over your mouth, sealing it in beige rubber. You can only lie there as the fox's tongue rubs against your entire head, first your face, then your temples and scalp, until your entire head has turned to rubber.
You feel an even stranger sensation as the tip of your head begins to split into 5 black digits, topped with a small, yet still sharp rubber claw.
"Ahh, much better!" the fox says smugly as he moves his new digits around.