"What did she say? Transform or what?" Scott asked as he and his partner Frank rolled to their feet, going for their guns.
"Dare, I think." Frank answered.
Kaylee gave a wolfly grin. "Transform into a fat, delicious pig." she told Scott, remembering her mate's earlier expressed desire for a pork dinner.
Scott suddenly felt himself drowning in a sea of fat. He fell back to the ground, and felt his gun slip from his hand as his fingers fused into a cloven hoof. "What's going on?" he tried to ask, but what came out was something between words, grunts and squeals as his vocal organs were actively reshaping themselves. His uniform was ripping to shreds as his bulk continued to increase while his body changed shape into a barrel-like pig's body. His nose pulled forward into a snout while hair sprang forth all over his new, thick porcine skin.
"And I dare you" said Kaylee, turning to Frank "to turn around, forget that you ever came here or that you ever had a partner, and go back to your job."
Scott's new pig senses and new pig instincts were combined in shrieking "danger" into his new pig mind. The scent of the wolf was terrifying, and Scott turned and trotted away as fast as his new legs could move his heavy body.
Frank, with a blank expression, turned around and went back to the patrol car.