"If y'all can turn me into a dog, that'd be my first choice. Preferably a bloodhound, but any medium- to large-breed animal will do. But even a chihuahua would be preferable to not bein' a dog at all."
Most of the animals stared at you with their mouths open in amazement. The hyenas burst out laughing. The snake just smiled and flicked her tongue out seductively. The wolf seemed personally insulted.
"Seriously, a dog?" he asks in his thick Cockney accent. "Like bow-wow, go-fetch an' all that? You slink your way into a magical zoo at closin' time, could be any wild beast from the whole wide world, and you wanna be a fuckin' bloodound? Wot da bloody 'ell, mate?"
The snake hisses in annoyance at him. You cross your arms and double down.
"Fuck yeah homie. Dawgs be my favorite animal, and if you be lettin me choose then that's my choice. So what's it gonna be, bruh? A happy hound, a reluctant wild animal, or pissed-off human that you've just totally dissed who might spill the beans?"
"I still say we eat 'im," said a hyena.
"Come on guys, let's just do it," said the otter. "It's not every day that someone actually WANTS to be an animal with us. And we can make him into any animal regardless, so why NOT a bloodhound?"
"I think a dog man could be ssssssekssssee," hissed the snake.
"You think everything's sexy, Selena," quipped the tiger. "But yeah, we might as well do it."
"Ugh, fine, wo'eva," the wolf rolled his eyes. The huddle together and start up some kind of magical chant. A fiery pink glow forms around them, and then around you also. Your clothes dissolve into the smokeless fire, while an electric tingle seeps into your skin. You watch with less trepidation this time as your hand turns back into a paw. You kind of like the modest claws and thick black pads that are forming there. They kind of remind you of the hounds on your uncle's farm in northeast Texas. Everyone who thinks you shouldn't be a dog can suck it. They're the ones who are forcing you to become animal anyway, after all.
You feel something thick and firm surging its way out from your behind; you look back and find a long brown tail dangling from your bottom. You feel it tensing up and starting to bend, and you see it lifting up and moving around like a proper hound's tail. Soon your wagging it as if you'd been born with it. Black fur starts spreading over most of your torso, while brown fur forms on your chest, shoulders, arms and legs. It feels good to rub your hands over your short but thorough covering, and you decide you might have a really fun time being a dog, especially if you can spend some of your time as a weird hybrid creature like the other zoo animals can.
Your ears swell wide and start to sag at the ends, and then they lengthen far down over the sides of your face. You grasp and hold your fuzzy, flexible ears in deep interest, impressed that they feel just like floppy hound ears. Your tail wags harder when you scratch behind them. Your dick gets swallowed up by some sort of furry sack against your belly, and you feel it shifting and hardening inside there. You kind of want to know what's happening in there, but you don't want to be seen grabbing yourself like that in front of the others. Maybe it would be okay, since everyone is naked, but you resist. You decide you'll have plenty of time to explore down there later.
Your nose starts to twitch, grow, and moisten. The bridge of your nose creaks and marches forward. Your jawbone cracks and starts to move as well. Before much longer, your staring down a wide, brown muzzle at a dark, wet nose. It snorts and wiggles as you draw in the night air, taking in scents from all over the zoo. You can very clearly pinpoint the scents of every one of the humanoid animals in front of you, and you can smell lots of other mammal, bird, and reptile smells wafting in from all over the zoo. The number of human smells is somewhat overwhelming, since apparently the zoo does get a lot of visitors when they aren't about the close up for the night. You knew bloodhounds have great senses, and you always sort of wished you could find out what it was like.
The pink glow fades away, from yourself and from the other animals. They break their circle and spread out a bit to look at your new form.
"Well, we did it. The bloke's a fuckin' Puget," scoffs the wolf.
"Aren't you glad guysssss glad you lisssssssened to me?" hissed the snake. "I sssssssaid he'd be a sssssexy, didn't I?"
"Well, at least he's one of us, now," said the tiger. "Yo, otter dude, show our new hound to the kennels."
"Aye aye, ma man." The otter trots up next to you with a wide grin and grabs your paw. It's time to start your new life at the zoo.