You stagger passed the now unadorned pedestal and down the path. A squirrel darts across your path, stops and stares at you. It's holding an acorn in its front paws.
Your entire being shudders, your skin feels itchy as if ants are swarming over you, and strangely your entire body feels a pressure pushing down and inward on your flesh and bones. Grey brown fur begins to sprout on your skin, and you begin to shrink. Your clothing becomes loose and baggy as you shrink inside it. Your mouth feels odd, your teeth seem to be growing at the same time they're shrinking. The same weird sensation of growth and shrinking is noticed at the base of your spine as a tail manages to rip the seam on your jeans before shrinking back inside the ballooning jeans. Your finger nails are growing into sharp black claws. Your ears are migrating up the side of your head to the top and get really furry and pointy.
You stare at the squirrel as it stares and watches you. You start to feel an odd lust for the squirrel. You ask yourself, "How do you tell whether a squirrel is male or female?"
A sudden twinge from your loins gives you a hint. But the you're not quite sure.
You scamper out of your obsolete clothing - it will never fit you again - and you inhale the rich musk coming from the squirrel in front of you. You lick your lips nervously, and tentatively approach the other squirrel.