The changes were supposed to take the rest of the day, so Jeff went to sleep that night, tired but excited for what the next day would bring. Less than an hour into his slumber, he woke up, alert and fully awake. He didn't feel the least bit tired.
He walked downstairs, taking off his shirt as he descended the staircase and dropping his boxers as he walked to the rear door of his house. He was now fully naked, and when he opened the door, the cold air hit him like a rock.
But not for long. As Jeff closed the door and walked out into his backyard, he felt an urge to start running. He did that, and then he felt another urge to climb the tree that separated his house from his neighbor's. When he crossed over into their yard, his ears were already curving into points and his black hair now reached his shoulders, shimmering and gleaming in the light of the moon. His palms felt sticky, and little points appeared on the ends of his toes.
When he went up to the wall of his neighbor's house, he found that his hands stuck to the wall and his feet could now attach themselves like climbing boots. He easily scaled the wall and climbed all the way to the second story balcony, where the window had been left unlocked. Pushing it open, Jeff crawled inside to find himself in a bedroom. Hearing gentle snoring from the bed, he quietly made his way to the door and exited.
Now, he could get to work. First, he went to the kitchen, where he tore open a packet of bread and ate it like a starving wolf, letting crumbs scatter all over the floor before tossing the rest of the package. Then he opened several canned goods, and ate some of the contents while using the rest to finger-paint on the walls. He drank water from a bowl labeled "Dog". And when he felt that his bladder was full, he climbed up onto the dining table, squatted, and began peeing, making sure to turn slowly so his pee got everywhere, on the fridge, the counters, and on the chairs. He then decided to leave a little something extra for the homeowners and rubbed his penis until he got hard, before ejaculating a stream of milky white semen on the beige-colored kitchen door.
Jeff giggled to himself and smiled. He loved making trouble now that he was an elf. He then found another unlocked window and climbed outside, ready to find someone else to terrorize. But before he could complete his escape, he heard yelling.
"There's that nasty little elf boy, Horace!!! Grab him!"