You recall that you saw a tv show once about a werehyena, and werewolves. It was on that Darkside tv series. Something about a werewolf's daughter hooking up with a werehyena. Racial prejudice was probably the intent of the story. Werehyena were considered scavengers not fit to sit at the table with true carnivores.
Are you going to turn into a scavenger, digging up corpses like a ghoul or maybe just dig around in trash cans like a stray dog?
You have another horrible thought, what if you were to change into a werehyena laughing at a joke or show? How do you kill a werehyena? A silver bullet? Or would it be like in Roger Rabbit, could a werehyena laugh itself to death?
The tickling becomes more incessant, and you are soon howling with laughter. Literally, howling with laughter. The hyena is now rolling around in its cage laughing. You cannot stop laughing. You hear your clothing ripping, and you find your situation so comic, you cannot help but writhe around on the ground outside the cage as fur sprouts all over your body. The fur tickles you as it sprouts making you laugh harder. You become less ticklish as the fangs erupt from your gums. You manage to get to your four paws and realize the shredded rags on the floor around you are all that remains of your clothing.
You could almost cry, but you don't want to be found naked in the zoo. You sniff the air, and prepare to bolt for the exit.