"Oh god, oh god, oh god" you say to yourself as you huddle next to the dumpster. Your hands are trembling visibly and your breathing is rapid. YOu try to calm down by taking deeper breaths and holding them for 10 seconds. That helps as you assess what happened.
Standing back up, you run your fingers through your hair. You feel something that's not quiet right with your ears, but you figure its just your nerves playing tricks on you.
Walking back to the street and intending to discretley go back and search for Becky, you begin to feel a strange pulling sensation in your pants. Reaching down with a hand you rub the area and find a slight buldge. It seems to move and in a way that can't be discribed, you seem to be able to control how this now small appendage moves. However, before you can fully absorb this, a furry hand grabs your hand and spins you around.
It's the man that you bit when he tried to block you. This shakes you up in and of itself, but even more so when you notice he has what appears to be German Shepard ears and fur on the hand that has grabbed you. "What the hell did you do to me, bitch! I said what is this. Answer me, damnit!" he shouts.
You try to break away, but his grip is strong. Horrified, you watch as his face visibly changes. A muzzel is forming, replacing his otherwise handsome features.
With his other hand, he begins to scratch his stomache. Then, looking perplexed, he lifts his shirt up. A this coat of fur now covers his midsection.
"What the...arf!...it can't be, this isn't real!" He looks at you in horror, anger and with a hint of animal wildness. He lets his shirt fall and rips open your shirt. You scream, and then gasp. Fur is beginning to form on you as well, although not as much as his.