The smell of the perfume is incredibly strong. Just like your girlfriend, you gasp for fresh air and try to wave the smell away from your face. Abruptly, the smell is gone and you can breathe normally, though you have a sinking feeling about what’s undoubtedly happening. You reach up and feel that your face is covered with fur and starting to reshape. You watch your hands as the fur reaches them and they reshape. As the fur moves down your chest, you get an even bigger shock as you see twin bulges expand outward. You always enjoyed your girlfriend’s figure, but find having a comparable one of your own much less enjoyable. The fabric of your shirt is strained slightly. Your hips and waist reshape, and you don’t want to think about what else is happening down there. A ripping sound announces the formation of your own tail. You manage to snap out of it enough to kick your shoes off before the fur reaches your feet. Your girlfriend has taken a step to the side, allowing you to see the mirror, and you stare in shock at the skunk-girl looking back at you. Your girlfriend looks back and forth between you and her reflection a few times, giggles, and says, “You know, I think you make an even cuter skunk-girl than me.”