The troughs had started coming out in the dining room. Many of the customers had finished up their starter bowls and were on to greater quantities of food in troughs. And their animal forms started taking on shape. The human waiters had retreated into the back while the gorilla servants started hosting the show.
Mike and his friends were entranced by the salad they had been given as it changed their forms. Mike's face was starting to stretch out, much like his three cow counterparts. Less was having his own transformation, his ears growing long much like his front teeth.
Underneath the table, more change was happening. The three female cattle had a set of udder developing under their shirts. The beginnings of more bestial feet were present underneath everyone's shoes.
Through his transformation, Mike was able to recognize the need to relieve himself, "I'm gonna go toOOO the washrooOOOOm, before I piss myself." His friends didn't react as he got up from his seat and tried to stand on his semi-bovine legs. He took one step and then looked back at his trough, not desiring to be anymore than an arm's length away from it, picked it up and walked shakingly around, looking for the restrooms and gobbling his salad.