Chad staggered and gasped as a strangeness washed over him like an unexpectedly large wave. His tongue flicked out impossibly far. He was it flash yellow in the air. It was forked, and he could "taste" the air. Maybe taste wasn't the best word, it that was how it seemed to him. He tasted the pig and its fear 100 feet away in a glass box.
"What's ss sappening?" Chad hissed in a raspy voice.
His tongue darted around in the air. Someone was here earlier. He could taste and smell them. But he wasn't sure who they were. He would know them when saw/tasted/smelled them again. His hand splayed involuntarily. He stared. It was brownish green but was getting greyer? Sharp claws grew from his fingertips.He felt his knees buckling as his spine pushed a tail down the back on his thighs. He lay on his naked belly and realized that he should be in pain having fallen on his own erection. But there was no pain, at least not that kind of pain. He felt his balls migrate up his own anus. His velvety boner slid against the underside of his heavy leathery tail, as it followed his balls into his anus. Chad fancifully imagined a devil laughing and pointing as it cackled, "MVP! Posted valued pussy! Chad just tucked himself."
Yeah, thought Chad, I am so fucked. His hands were now clawed feet. The bracelet glowed on his wrist. If only he had removed it when he had opposable thumbs. He shook his claw trying to get the bracelet off. His head hurt.
The stranger smell taste intensified. He hadn't heard the male come in, but he tasted him in the air now.
A voice spoke. "Here let me help you with that. It doesn't belong on your wrist," he said stooping down and pressing Chad's class together, then he pulled the bracelet off. He held it in front of Chad it no longer glowed. Then the human hand slid it over Chad's mouth and nose securing it on his neck against his shoulders. He continued, "There, now your collar is where it belongs. If course, your human head was to fat for it to fit over, you didn't need to put it on your wrist. Just holding and reading the inscription bonded it to you. Now when anyone reads the inscription, the bracelet will change you into my Komodo dragon. Of course, as long as the collar is in place around your neck you won't become human." He clipped a leash to the collar, and tugged. Chad followed. From his perspective with his eyes 12 inches off the ground, he wasn't sure who the guy was yet.
"I bet after transforming, Chad, you're cold and hungry. Let's get you a nice warm meal and heated terrarium to sleep in, my pet."
He led Chad to the ramp up to the terrarium where the terrified pig squealed madly, as he saw and smelled his log shaped death approaching.
Chad was confused. He was hungry and cold, but he was nobody's pet - or was he?