"...cutesy French poodles, as your men have shown to be all bark and no bite." Beth waved her hand towards the guards, whose skin color promptly seemed to fade but was actually being covered with gray and white fur. They dropped their weapons as their fingers melted together into little gray paws with manicured claws, the same thing happening to their feet. At their wrists and ankles, puffs of curly white fur developed. They gained small, pointy muzzles with short sharp teeth and their ears seemed to stretch downwards all across their faces. Their ears and head now also gained puffs of fur. Thin, naked tails grew out of their spines and stayed naked, except for a ball of fluff at the end. Their body fur now showed intricate cuts, being completely naked in some places and puffed up in others. The biggest surprise for them, however, came as they shrank out of their clothes to a fraction of their size until nothing remained of the former guards but a few small French poodles who were angrily yipping at Belle. "Aw, how cute...the only thing they haven't lost yet is their bark, it seems. But we'll soon fix that. Beth, make them obedient to me." Beth waved her hand again, and the dogs became quiet. Experimentally, Belle said "sit!" and they immediately sat as instructed. "Good. Now, as for you, Beth..."