"Ah, man," Brad yells from inside the stall.
"What is it?" Jake asked, still petting the skunk.
"Damn skunk just sprayed me." Brad pushed the door open, releasing a smell into the restroom. The smell hit Jake's nose, but it wasn't unpleasant. In fact, it was rather nice.
Jake turned his attention back to the female skunk in front of him. As his eyes settled on her, he realized she looked a lot cuter than he thought she was when he first saw her.
Jake moved to the side of the creature and started to run his hands through her furry flanks. "She's so soft" Jake spoke more to himself than to Brad.
"Dude," Brad spoke from behind Jake, "you're fondling a damn skunk."
Jake wasn't really listening, he had already moved on to the creature's tail, admiring how fluffy and soft it was. He was now behind the skunk, and heard an odd hissing sound as the skunk sprayed him. Rather than try to get out of the way, he inhaled as much of the pleasurable smell as he could.
"What's happening to you?" Brad asked, looking at Jake. The boy was now standing in a cloud of skunk spray, inhaling deeply.
"It smells so good," Jake said, still unaware of his changes. His ears were now rounded and furry, his whiskers had reached past his face, and his hair had gone white.
Brad shook his head and looked from his friend to the mirror. He did a double take as he noticed his own changes from being sprayed; his hair was much lighter than it had been, and he had his own set of whiskers.
"Jake," Brad looked back at his friend, noticing his changes, "something weird is happening to us."
Jake had shoved his face into the skunk's tail, fully lost in the sensation as his changes continued.