My ears. What's wrong with my ears. Gawd, they itch!
Jeremy scratched feverishly, not knowing that a very disgruntled farmer was coming closer.
THEY'RE GETTING BIGGER! MY EARS ARE GETTING BIGGER! OH GOD I ACHE ALL OVER!
His clothes bound him tight. He frantically ripped them off and made another discover. He had a tail.
I hope you're having a better time with this Ryan!
His hands became black and stubby. His naked body grew hair all over. His face grew longer. He was forced onto all fours.
I don't know why I'm going to try to talk. I know what's going to happen.
"Duckman you bespecticled toilet brush!"
...the hell?
Whatever cosmic boo-boo had just occured was quickly rectified when Jeremy let out a bray.
"Heeeeeaaawww! Heeeaw..."
I'm a donkey! I'm a donkey! Well, at least I'm not quoting "Dukman" anymore.
The poor transformed lad turned around to make contact with his brother and rectify this embarassing mistake. At least he would have if he wasn't stung with a tranquilizer dart from behind.
(Feel free to add a morph to this chapter)