After finishing off the sardines and even licking the plate, the raccoon mad felt energized and ready to try some experiments. He walked into the bathroom. Randy started to follow him, but the raccoon man snarled. "You ever hear of personal boundaries?"
Randy blushed. "Sorry, raccoon dude."
The creature growled and slammed the door. His mood improved at seeing his sexy, furry body in the mirror over the sink. "Now how do I make sure I stay like this?"
He reached down for the jockstrap. Ryan screamed. "Keep your stinking paws off me, you damn dirty raccoon man!"
The raccoon man grabbed Ryan's pouch and effectively shut him up as he removed him. Nothing happened. He placed the jockstrap on the sink.
Suddenly he did begin to change. "My fur!" He cried as he saw his body grow less hairy, much more muscular, and much taller until he stood there a nude doppelganger of Ryan Standish.
The raccoon man admired himself in Ryan's athletic body.
"Not bad. What do you think, jock boy?"
He looked at the jock, surprised as the jock grew furry. The furred jock took on a shape and a pattern as it began to grow and change. In a few seconds, an ordinary raccoon stood on its hind legs and hissed at the doppelganger. At least it looked like an ordinary raccoon.
The doppelganger reacted with shocking speed and determination, grabbing the protesting raccoon by the scruff of its neck.
"Randy," the doppelganger shouted. "Go get Rex's old pet carrier."
Randy opened the door. His brother was back, and the raccoon man had changed into a real raccoon. "Do it," his brother shouted.
While Randy went off in search of the carrier, the doppelganger lifted the squirming, hissing, spitting, growling raccoon for a better look.
"I don't know about you, but I think this is a fine trade," he said and laughed. "I'll have Randy drive you out to the state park and let you loose. That should be far enough to keep you from coming back and irritating me."
The raccoon was still twisting and growling in Ryan's grip when Randy returned with the pet carrier. Ryan opened the door and stuffed the angry raccoon inside.
He then repeated his instructions to his brother. "Let him go near the campground area," he said. "He will find plenty of food there."
"You can't do this to me," the raccoon growled in the language of the masked mammalian bandits. "I'm Ryan Standish!"
He heard the voice of the raccoon man in his head. "Nope. I'm Ryan now, jock boy. Enjoy your new life."
Raccoon Ryan heard the man's laughter as Randy picked up the pet carrier for the drive to the state park.