Tom decided to click 'Edit' next to his own name.
"There has to be more to this thing..." Tom murmured to himself.
He chose 'Species' and typed in 'Dog' for himself as well.
For breed he decided to type in "Greyhound"
"This thing is dumb, it doesn't even seem to do anything."
Next was intelligence...
"Maybe if I put in something besides a 1 for human mind....maybe like a 3." He said to himself.
Intelligence: 3 (Some instincts)
For duration he pushed 1 hour.
"Maybe I should change some more options and see what happens."
He selected Additional options and picked gender and he set it to Female.
"I bet this does nothing at all..." He said as he clicked 'Commit changes to Tom(Self)'
He again got a pop up about females getting pregnant and quickly ignored it and then clicked Continue.
Almost immediately something felt wrong! The progress bar came up and Tom's world started spinning.
His muscles started to spasm and bones ached. He lost control of his body and he fell from his computer chair onto the floor. He felt like he had noddles poking him all over his body as small grey hairs started to push through. His bones cracked and bent in unnatural ways as his arms and legs lost their nice tone muscles he worked so hard on. He felt his face start to push out and his tongue expand as he watched a muzzle form in front of his eyes.
His fingers and toes grew shorted and developed pads as they changed into paws. His spine pressed from his rear and formed a slender tail. Next was the pressure in his groin, as Tom could only imagine was his balls and penis being pulled up into his body as they formed the reproductive organs of a bitch.
Tom tried to cry for help but all that came out was a small whine and bark. Before he even knew it, he was finished transforming into a greyhound.....a bitch greyhound.
Tom laid on the ground in shock. He was a dog. A greyhound. His breathing was heavy and fast as the situation started to make him panic.
He slowly tried to stand up, awkwardly. He found himself stuck in his baggy human clothes and had to pull himself out of them.
Once free from the confines of his clothing he was able to get a better look at himself. He moved his head side to side and inspected his slender greyhound frame. He went from a lean fit human male around 170pounds down to a fit greyhound bitch who was maybe 50pounds.
Tom felt so scared and he started to shake. He lowered his tail instinctively between his legs and started to whine. He felt some small and weak now. He felt the void between his legs and an emptiness he wasn't familiar with.
'Why did I have to put female?!' he thought to himself.
'I have to find a way to undo this. I can't be d og for an hour.' That's when he realized his mistake. 'If this worked on me, that means that Samantha is a....' Tom darted to the door of his office, slipping on the hardwood floor and slamming into the door frame.
"Yelp!" He cried in pain, but quickly got up and ran to the sliding glass door that was thankfully left open when his wife ran outside after Max.
As he came closer to the door he could hear what sounded like barks and growls coming from the back yard. Once he was outside and on the deck the site in front of him froze him in his tracks....