Seth was just thinking, Why would I want to change him back? I now have this room all to myself, and if my sister doesn't want a new teddy bear, I'm sure Xerxes could use a new chew toy.
He reached down to pick up Jeremy, and calling, "Here, Xerxes, here boy! Where's my little wolf?" Seth starts to feel dizzy, he looks down and see fuzz starting to grow all over his hands. The fuzz is becoming furry. Seth feels his joints spreading apart, softening, he is filling with stuffing. He thinks in horror that Xerxes will have a couple of new chew toys. He struggles to reach the door, but falls before reaching it. The room is growing bigger. Jeremy's cold button eyes stare shining into Seth's staring glassy eyes. He is shrinking. A distant howl announces Xerxes has started up the staircase three floors down.