Conrad starts to paw at his shirt, "this doesn't feel right."
"Of course not," Jake says, starting to pull the shirt from Conrad's body, "kangaroo's don't wear clothing."
"No," Conrad says, "not just the shirt, something else."
Jake smiles and uses her claws to rip the shirt from Conrad's body, exposing his still human torso. A shiver went through Jake as she looked over Conrad's body; powerful kangaroo legs and feet with a beautiful kangaroo tail. The fur tapered off just above his waist, exposing a bare human belly and chest. Conrad looked dazed, so Jake took the time to do a walk around. Jake smiled as she saw Conrad's still bare back had a long strip of fur starting at his tail and tapering around mid-back.
Conrad's hands were pretty much kangaroo paws, and fur reached about halfway up his forearms. Jake came back around her mate's front and looked at his kangaroo head.
"You're so handsome," Jake said as she leaned in closer.
Conrad blinked a few times, "I still feel funny."
"I can fix that," Jake said.