Dave protested, "Did you take my truck?" The otter grinned and noted, "Don't worry, you'll get it" and leaned over to Dave whispering a word into his ear, and stepping back.
Suddenly Dave started to grow into a round mass. His head grew enormously in size, covering most of his front. Gradually his muzzle became more and more angular. His fur turned smooth and shiny, but kept its brown color with a pair of stripes running from front to back. His eyes, now very large, turned into windows as his head inflated and became the cabin of a truck. His muzzle turned into a powerful diesel engine and he breathed through the grill in front of it before the rest of his body changed into the rest of the truck which connected itself to the tank again. Inside of him the cabin formed with the cockpit a large steering wheel a shifter and a pair of comfortable seats.
No trace of Dave the badger was to be found as the pair climed into his cabin. As the otter started the ignition, Dave could feel the power of the engine inside himself. Then the fox opened a panel and pulled out some plugs which plunged Dave into darkness, or at least that's what it felt like."I can't see", he cried. "We can't have you know where we are going, at least not yet.", explained the fox, "BTW, my name is Steve" he further explained while making sure both Dave's outside vision and satnav was properly disconnected. "I'm Jeff", the otter introduced himself with few words as he drove the truck to unknown destinations. Dave could feel his captors, sitting in his seats. It felt strangely normal, after all his seats were made for people to sit on. "So, do you both change into things?", he asked. "Well you have seen me as a motorcycle before", said Steve, and Jeff continued with a smile on his face, "And I'm a submarine".