Phil made it all of four steps before his changing legs collapsed under him. He stumbled to the ground and gripped at his stomach, which felt like it was on fire!
His body started to expand slowly, tearing out of his clothes. He tore the scraps away and grunted as his chest barreled outward. It took only moments through his pain addled mind to realize that he was turning into a water buffelo himself!
Phil closed his eyes and grunted as his skull changed. To his horror, he could almost feel his mind start to slow down. It was like being drunk in a way, but parts of his life seemed to slip away from him as his muzzle expanded and his head grew heavy. By the time the transformation was done, the new water buffelo was only dimly aware that this was wrong.
The huge bull buffelo had stood guard over the newest member of his herd, and Phil felt odd at his presense. It was only as his scent reached Phils new nose that a realization hit: Phil was a cow buffelo now.
The realization was only a minor one, however. Even as a part of her mind fought against it, she seemed content to join the rest of the herd forever.