Apparently unaware of the aura of light around him, John continued, "I am going to report this to the Better Business..B.. B.." he stuttered. It was as if his voice was stuck. He tried again to speak but was shocked to hear himself bark. Once again, and once again with the same result. The old man smiled, crossed his arms, and watched John. The fun - for the old man - was just starting.
John turned his stricken face to Katie. Stricken, he started to howl. He leaned against the help desk, and saw his hands grow hairy and his finger shorten. He could feel his ears growing taller; he could not tell that they were also hairier and pointed, although Katie's horrified reaction told him that SOMETHING was going on. He started to pant. He could feel pressure behind him and then a POP as a tail emerged behind him, pushing the waistband of his pants down. His bone structure, and specifically his hips, changed as well, and soon they were no longer a good match to pants. His pants fell down around what used to be his ankles. He was too overwhelmed with his changes to be embarrassed at being half-naked in front of his female friend and a stranger. He was not too overwhelmed to notice that he had changed in other fundamental ways below the waist.
Finally, the changes stopped, and in front of Katie and the old man was what appeared to be a half-clothed and obviously very male German Shepherd.
"John?" said Katie, unbelieving. John barked. The old man turned to her and said, "Perhaps the repair worked after all. But perhaps I need another test. Do YOU have a complaint?"