You think it over for several moments, before nodding. "If that's the only way for me to get home, I'll do it."
The prince smiles. "Wise choice, human. Now, go with my head servant here." He motions to a nearby coon. "He will help you change."
You feel hesitant, but go with the servant, knowing this may be your only way home.
He leads you to a room down the hall, and motions you inside. He enters behind you, and locks the door. "Remove your clothes, human. You won't need them for the change, and they may be destroyed during your transformation."
In a few short moments, you are in your birthday suit, your clothes neatly on the bed. You face the coon, who is now standing behind you.
"Brace yourself." He mutters, and pulls out a vial.
"Brace? Why?" You ask.
"Because this stuff hurts like hell during transformations." He replies, as he removes the stopper, and pours it over your head.
For a moment or two, you feel nothing but an odd sensation, as the liquid slowly drips down over your body, covering it entirely, which surprises you, since it was a small vial.
Then, out of nowhere, your body suddenly feels like it's on fire. You try to cry out, but nothing emerges. Your body feels like it's being twisted in every direction.
Fur bursts through your skin, as your mouth and nose are stretched outward and join. Your nose turns black. Sharp fangs replace your teeth. A long tail bursts just above your rear, with fur and black rings on it. Your hands and feet become digitgrade paws.
Then, as soon as it started, the pain ceases. You stand up, and look yourself over. You are an anthro raccoon!