"You can't do this to me!" protested (understandably) a distraught James.
Not too long ago he was a perfectly normal young man. Now he was naked, with a tail of ears of a dog. More reminiscent of a short long-haired breed and they were white.
"Oh, silence, you," said Hilda. "You can help us cook and set the table. And do the dishes too, afterwards."
"No! You must be kidding! I've been humiliated enough! I won't go around naked and like a dog! I want to leave! This is ridiculous enough! I won't be a plaything for you four! Especially for three hags and an old fool in a bathrobe!Change me back and give me back my clothes before I go to the police and tell them something horrendous about you so you get arrested!"
Magnus decided to step in. His eyes were filled with anger an d even though James did feel fear into the pits of his body and soul both, he still knew he had a right to protest.
"Your impoliteness has crossed limits, young mortal man. If your nakedness is such a problem for you, we can solve this easily."
A wave of his staff made James see his privates covered by a thick diaper, decorated by teddy bears in pink ballerina tutus and shoes and with a huge plastic safety pin as further decoration.
"Let's change your new attributes a but more to fit with your new garments, shall we?" laughed Magnus.
With another series of little movements of his staff, James felt tiny changes on his ears and tail. Tiny, but changes nevertheless and with transformations, even minuscule alterations could be very, very impactful. He could feel more air upon his tail and things slithering around his new appendages. Were those snakes? He turned around, panicked but his relief was short-lived. No snakes but it wasn't much better. His white tail had been shaved, leaving only a white ball of hair at the tip, with a bright pink bow tied at the base. He touched his ears and they had become longer and with curly hair. There too, he could feel bows attached and try as he might, he could not untie or rip them off. A look in a nearby mirror only confirmed his worst expectations. The nasty wizard had made him a stereotypical poodle ears and tails! With that girly diaper, it was much worse than before! He screamed in anger and shame. But Magnus was not finished. His eyes sparkled evilly again. He wielded his staff again.
"Now let's do a bit more, shall we?" he smirked nastily.
In the background, the three witches were gasping, snickering and laughing, going on about how much more adorable James was now.