“I choose Sam to transform into…” Brad said.
“A…” he turned is head to one of the skunkesses (he couldn’t tell which girl was which at this point, “can I do a full transformation?” Brad whispered. Sam’s face took on a confused expression, as he was trying to guess what Brad was saying. Sam ran his hand through his dirty blond-ish brownish hair, ruffling it. He was a pretty muscly guy, and wore tank tops often to show off his muscles. They also however revealed that he was a bit of a hairy teenage boy, and as he lifted his arm, his unbuttoned flannel slid put of the way, revealing his bushy grove of thick armpit hair.
“I don’t know,” she replied, looking at Sam. “You can try.”
Brad looked at Sam’s hairy pits, bringing something furry to mind.
“Hmmmm…” Brad wondered. What if he turned Sam into something small and embarrassing as a prank.
A drop of sweat dribbled down Sam’s forehead. It was probably just the nerves from all this transformation and magic or whatever. Sam was always a well mannered (and also very handsome) man, and liked to keep it cool with the ladies, so he always made sure he never stunk, always wore extra deodorant and some cologne and he made sure to use mints often to help with breath, so he hated sweat.
“I think I’ll fully transform Sam into, a…” Brad said. Sam always was boastful about his 6’1” height. Why not something small, embarrassing, furry, and make it bad mannered and stinky for a change. Oh, that’s a prank Sam would be utterly humiliated by.
Now, with a rodent coming to mind, Brad spoke, “I think I’ll fully transform Sam into, a…