"Ar, ar!" you say as you regain consciousness. You open your eyes and flop around as you try to get up.
Your legs have fused together into some sort of tail. Your hands are now flippers! You are covered with oily brown fur. You can see whiskers sticking out of your snout.
The steel door on the other side of the room opens. A uniformed sailor enters carrying a bucket. Your stomach rumbles. The door slams. The sailor reaches into the bucket, and pulls out a fish by its tail. He tosses it toward you. You leap forward and instinctively catch the fish in your mouth. It's raw, it's cold, it's bloody, but it tastes great to you.
The sailor throws you another, and says, "Welcome to the other Navy seals program."