Dan noticed something different immediately. It was his hair. His precious bleach-blonde hair that he spent so much time styling each day, in a vague attempt to attract some girls. But it was completely different. First of all, it was now a jet black.
"What, you've dyed my hair? I thought magical powers could do better than that!"
"Oh, this isn't over. In fact, it hasn't even begun."
Dan went over to the mirror. He felt his new hair and, to his surprise, saw a thick white stripe down the middle of it. "Huh?" He felt it. It seemed more thicker than usual hair, more substantial. He turned around. "What are you doing?"
When he turned back to the mirror, he noticed another change. His nose was now flat. And pink. And his upper lip was now swollen... and... 'are those whiskers?' he thought to himself.
He then felt a gripping pain in his stomach, and he keeled over. The back of his trousers ripped, and out came a large black-and-white tail, similiar to his hair. His body became overcome with jet black fur, his fingers clawed and his palms pawed.
"YOU'VE TRANSFORMED ME INTO A SKUNK?!"