dog." You finished. Everyone likes dogs! Who doesn’t? The employee nods. "Any preference on the breed, madam?" He asks. You think it over for a moment. "How about an Afghan Hound." You decided.
You’ve seen these dogs before. With their slender, elegant build. And their long lucious fur trailing all the way down their bodies, flowing all around as they walked or ran. They’re such a beautiful breed.
“Great choice.” The employee nods and gives you a vial containing a latte-colored liquid. "Here you are, ma’am. One vial of Afghan Hound," He says. "Just step on in here, and be sure to remove your clothes before drinking it." He points to a door. "Thank you." You say before going in.
You enter one of the stalls, quickly strip, and down the whole bottle. The changes begin instantly.
Your sense of hearing begins to heighten as the ears stretch and flop down. You could feel your hair turning into long silky fur that flowed down your head. More fur grows on the back of your earlobes.
Your eyesight sharpens when your irises formed glimmering gold flecks inside them.
The long hairs of the hound began to grow all over your body until it completely covers it. At this point, you looked more like a Sasquatch than a human or canine! When you move your arms, these long hairs trail in the breeze.
You suddenly fall on all fours as your bones shift to fit the posture of a dog. Your legs move up a bit higher on your widening hips. This was a breed built for speed and traversing the uneven terrain of their land of origin. Your arms grow longer to be better proportionate to your legs. You look at your hands. The fingers were shrinking, the nails extending into black claws. Your thumb is pulled back along with your elongated palm, becoming a vestigial dewclaw. A similar thing happened to your heels and ankles when the feet turned into hind paws.
You feel a growing pressure on your tailbone as a long tail with the fibrous hairs unfurl behind you.
Your skull stretches out, mouth and nose pushing together into a sleek snout. Your teeth sharpen within your slender nuzzle. Your nose becomes black, leathery, and wet.
With the transformation completed, you briskly trot out of the changing room. You spy a mirror and hurry over to study yourself.
You were an Afghan Hound. With long fur the color of your human hair. A silken curtain hiding your beautiful supple body.
You turn your attention away from admiring yourself towards the door leading to the enclosure. You excitedly run outside and find you’re in an enclosure designed to look like a city. Many animals walk, fly, and crawl around, others swam in a nearby lake and climbed trees. All of them also having been transformed humans like yourself.
Your tail wagged as you take in the sights. You can tell this will be an experience you won’t soon forget.