... a lion's tail of golden and brown fur.
Paul would have cursed aloud, but he instantly was nauseous and not a word came out of his mouth.
As the coaster rode down a depression, and began shooting up another hill. Paul could feel his legs being pulled down by the velocity. He leaned forward a bit to see his feet shooting up in front of him. But they weren't his, but lion's feet, a shoe hanging off the tip of one. He gasped in cold silence.
His legs had transfigured into lion's. He turned numb. He almost had forgotten about the ride just as the car passed over another hill.