Amy gasps and tries to push herself back up, but as she shifts her weight, her legs seem to shorten and her arms get longer until they're the same length. Amy cries out as her hands shift completely into paws.
Amy hears Lina laugh behind her, "much better, doesn't it feel good?"
Amy had to admit, it was feeling better. She shook her head to get the feelings out of her head. "No," she cried out, trying to get herself to two legs again, "I don't want to be a skunk."
Lina moved to stand in front of Amy. Amy noticed her friend had removed the last shreds of her clothing, and now resembled a giant skunk.
"Lina, are you still in there?" Amy asked, afraid for her friend as fur flowed warmly over her body. Amy knew that she would soon be a happy skunk like her friend. She felt her body tense up as her fur pressed against her pants. She had a growing desire to be rid of her clothing, but knew that doing so would commit her to being a skunk. She had to fight her desire to be a happy skunk. She was a human, "I'm human," she cried out.