"You may be older than all of us here," Paul the stag thought, "But can you please at least keep your promise for ONE time?"
Ezekial had of course had a very bad reputation for forgetting to keep his promises. Something else would pop up and take priority and many people who had wanted to play Transform or Dare with him were left waiting. The jackal in particular had waited a year or so to play transform or dare with the elder.
"Transform or dare?" The Jackal said.
The gorilla looked torn - if he didn't say anything, then he'd have to do both. And there was little to be done with dares as an animal.
"Transform," He said, "And please not a goat again."
"Alright alright," the jackal responded, "I'm not doing that again....You will be transformed until our next meeting. By which you will be an inflatable gorilla."
"...WHAT?!" Ezekial thought as his fur flattened against his leathery skin, and seemed to be taking a rubber sheen.
"You did an inanimate?! Those are dangerous!" A frog croaked to the jackal.
"I'm sorry I also wanted to teach him a lesson," THe jackal said.
"N-No-please no this!" the gorilla stuttered as he felt lighter than air...almost. His skin was thinning out into a rubber-imitation, taking merely lighter shades where it became leather. Ezekial stood on his hind legs to pound the jackal but he found it harder and harder to move by the second. Especially once ethings that looked like stitches formed around his sides.
"What the - HEY! NO INANIMATES!" A human said, looking up from his Nintendo DS lite at the gorilla who was by the second becoming a fake.
By now Ezekial couldn't move his body at all. He tried to look at his hands before his ocular muscles stiffened. All he got before his eyes straightened forward was a clenched inflatable fist, like a pool toy almost. He tried to say something but his changes begun to finalize. His mouth sealed up into a vicious looking growl painted onto him as he stood there....an inflatable version of his previous self.
"...Undo it please, whoever did this to him," The guard with the DS said. He pointed at the inflatable gorilla only for it to start teetering....the old man fell over onto his back, still stuck in his pose like he was about to pounce or pound somebody.
"But you know we have to keep that locked for a month," PAul the stag thought to the Jackal, "That means you're changing me back and there's no meeting until then! Where are we going to keep an inflatable gorilla?!"