(Hey, I don't think the first-person approach worked for me too well in that last chapter so I'm abandoning it.)
You look at yourself, your body is covered in thick, white hair. Your hands, or what used to be your hands, are small with short, stubby fingers and no thumb that you can see and looking back you see a long tail swish back and forth.
You try to say something but all that comes out is "meow."
"Don't worry." The man tells you. "I was only using that as a demonstration."
You look around and notice that you are on your own two feet again and sigh.
"Now, hold on. You aren't out of the woods yet." The man tells you and you gulp slightly.