"Good boy," Jake said, in a deep voice. "Want another?"
Mike tried to respond, but found all that came out was an enthusiastic bark.
Jake tossed another morsel, and Mike jumped to catch it, chomping on it happily. "That's enough of that," Jake said. "Remember, that's a special treat." He was continuing to grow taller, or was Mike still shrinking, he wasn't sure. A human type nose has completely replaced dog one, and Jake's muzzle had retreated into his face.
To Mike's surprise...he didn't look like Mike had...he had black hair, as opposed to Mike's brown. He finished making his sandwich, the hair all over his body vanishing, replaced by....clothes, while at the same time, Mike himself was growing a thick pelt.