"Uh..." Terry said, looking at the card. "Kind of hard to pick. I wish there were a more attractive choice."
As he said this, the card shimmered, the words changing to this:
Oh how attractive you can be
when you change, become all three:
lady, dog, and also tree!
Terry felt a jolt go through him, and then suddenly his feet ripped through his shoes, sprouting deep roots and sinking through the floor as his body lignified, turning to wood as bark covered his skin and his arms raised up, turning into branches as did his head, leaves sprouting everwhere, along with huge beautiful white blossom.
A moment later, he, or rather she, stepped forward out of her trunk, the beautiful wood nymph of the flowering dogwood tree growing in the middle of the room. Her gown of leaves low cut and revealing, like Mother Nature going to the Oscars.
"Oh," Terry trilled in her new melifluous voice. "Oh, this is seriously fucked...."