"Mark?" Tom pleaded, not sure if he was undergoing a seizure or just in a large amount
of pain. What happened next was like something out of a horror movie.
Tom could only watch in disbelief as it appeared that Mark's hands were enlarging, and
thick claws came from the fingertips. Mark looked at his hands, in a state of shock as
well. He looked over at Tom. Tom didn't know what to say.
Mark convulsed again and again, grunting deeply, gritting his teeth in pain, displaying his
lengthening canines. He reached up and ripped his shirt apart. His torso was sprouting
hair, and his chest was increasing in mass. His body rippled and convulsed, growing in
size, ripping his jeans and shoes apart. His legs and feet began to change shape, looking
more like hind legs.
Mark roared loudly, his face pushing forward into a muzzle, his ears becoming pointed.
He looked at Tom, his eyes glowed amber. Growling, twitching, the changes seemed to be
slowing. Tom was frozen in place. In all his years, he had never seen anything so bizarre,
so terrifying.