As you were now wearing a dress, your boxers became a pair of female lingerie, while your socks, and shoes began to fall apart, and you were now barefoot as your feet developed pawpads. Just then, you felt a hand grab onto your shoulder, as you began to panic, and turn around hoping that it wasn't security.
You turn around to find a female skunk anthro woman with white hair, was wearing a striped tank-top, and shorts. "Hey, you're suppose to be that guy who was eating those acorn cookies, right?" she asks. You answer by shaking your head, up, and down to scared of saying anything else. "It's me, the lady who drank that skunk cola stuff," she explains. "I didn't actually think that the soda would do that to me, but hey, I guess you can be what you drink, or eat. Come on, let's head to the studio."