You figure it’s best not to let these items go to waste, so get up and grab them, showing them to your patient girlfriend. “Here’s a little something for tonight, drink as much as you want.” You hand her the bottle of green liquid and she straight up chugs it. She stifles a deep belch, a bit embarrassed at how unladylike that was of her. She looked at you with a visible blush over her cheeks, “Was it supposed to do that?” You simply giggle, “You know you can’t wear those colors and not produce a scent yourself. I’m down for a skunk girlfriend, but she can’t just be a girl with fur, you get it?” Her fur started to turn pink as she started to liquefy, a strange smell developing around her. You grab her tail and blow into it like a balloon as she inflated, her belly, arms, legs, and thighs swelling as if she had put on 50 lbs. Seems the green liquid that you left sitting out has turned your skunk girlfriend into a skunk slime, but you weren’t quite finished with her yet. You put the leather collar around her neck as her eyes change. She gives you a blank expression, she is completely under your control.