Suddenly, all I wanted to do was create chaos. It must've been the ring itself, or my growing hatred of the world in recent years. I felt no pity for Ava whatsoever. I wished for her to transform into a dog.
Ava watched in terror as a furry tail sprouted above her ass. She fell on her four legs as they could not support her anymore. A muzzle grew from her face and a thick coat of fur from her skin. Ava's ears grew until she they became full-fledged dog ears. What was once Ava stood a whimpering Golden Retriever.
I spent no extra moment on her, and hightailed it out of there. A crowd of people had witnessed the whole transformation, so it was no surprise that they were screaming and calling 911.
(What happens next?)