On your way to the toilet, you stop to pick up Dad's shoes, socks and pants. Your feet suddenly start to throb, just like Dad's had earlier. You stop and remove your shoes and socks.
You stared at your bare feet. They were growin' slightly bigger, and the toes elongated, as did the nails, which were soon claws!
It felt like the same thing that was happening to Dad was happening to you now!
You reach the toilet, carrying your shoes and socks, as well as Dad's shoes, socks and pants. You go in. The toilet was dank and cold, and the floor was dank and smelly. Upkeep of the restrooms had never been a high priority.
So... uhhh... what next?