Amy turned back to the shopkeeper just in time to get a spray of fur-fume square in the face.
Amy almost gagged and started coughing. Fear grew in her mind as she realized what had just happened. She looked at the shopkeeper as her nose started to twitch and pop. Amy tried to make it to the door, but the coughing fit prevented her from moving and the man quickly closed the door.
"No escaping, my little skunk."
Amy felt her nose and mouth start to grow forward. She watched, cross-eyed, as her face grew into a muzzle. The coughing subsided enough for her to talk again, "why?"
"Very simple really, I like pets. You'll make an adorable pet skunk." The man walked up to the girl, who tried to back away between coughing.
"I don't want to be a pet."
The man smiled and responded...