Kyle fell to the floor as his legs lost feeling. He could only watch helplessly as they shifted, bones cracking and popping into existence as his spine lengthened. His friends sat nearby, not even reacting as he cried and called for their help.
His legs and new pelvis shift ever further, new shoulders popping into place just past his human waist. Tiny forelegs form, quickly putting on mass along with the rest of his lower body. A tail ropes out between his rear legs, pinned up against the wall
Black fur sprouts in fast forward, quickly forming a thick pelt over his body and tail. Twin stripes along his back reveal what his new lower body is. "A skunk? No no no no..." He cries, feeling his ears shift and nose take a slight leathery texture.
He regains feeling all at once, feeling the uncomfortable position the transformation put his large body in. Rolling over, Kyle looks with tearful eyes at his accomplices.
His friends. Wendell and Ellie. The ones who had helped him come up with this stupid revenge plot. They shook their heads, clearing out whatever perception block prevented them from reacting to his change. Kyle whimpers, realizing that they'll only remember him as always having been a skunktaur.
"Dude she really fucking barked! That was crazy!" Wendell laughed, ending the recording he was taking on his phone.
Ellie takes a sip of her soda. "Did you hear how scared she was? Bitch deserved a scare after what she did to you, Kyle." A look of concern crosses her face. "Ky, are you okay? Why're you crying?"
Barely above a whisper, Kyle answers. "...the curse is real. The curse is real and you can't remember..." Standing up, Kyle realizes that he's actually quite a bit shorter than he was as a human. Just... a lot longer. He actually takes up quite a lot of the room with his tail relaxed.
"What are you talking about? Hey Ky, we're your friends, you can tell us anything."
Kyle backs up, knocking something off the coffee table with his tail in the process. "I..." He should tell the truth, even if they'll think he's crazy. "Jennifer. She cursed me, made me into... this!" He gestures broadly at his taur half. He sighs at the confused and worried glance that Wendell and Ellie exchanged.
"Well, you've always been a skunk, so..." Wendell started before being elbowed by Ellie. "I mean you should have the curse again now, according to the stories. Give it to Ellie and she can help you." He gets another elbow to the side, harder this time. "Fine! Or me, you pick."
Kyle doesn't know what to do. Jennifer said trying to fix himself would backfire, but now that his friends know something is wrong it'll be hard to get them to drop it. If he does try, who would he curse? Wendell watches way too much porn for Kyle to be comfortable with him having power over his body, but Ellie has a wild imagination when it comes to furries. Either way, he has no idea what they'll think "helping" looks like.