A small bald man with thick glasses holding a clipboard walked into mall shop The Wizard's store was that day. He was wearing a business suit.
"Can I help you Mr... Mr..." This was alarming, the Wizard could not sense the little man's name. He was wearing a name tag that only read The Inspector.
"Sir, are you the proprietor and manager of this establishment?" The Inspector said in a nasal voice.
"... As a matter of fact I am. Is there a problem?"
"It has come to our attention that you have been giving out a large number of Body Swap rings to your customers."
"And?"
"It has come to our attention you haven't sold a single cursed costume, wishing stone, love doll/mannequin transformation lotion, or other such transformative items in some time and have focused exclusively on body swap rings."
"Well, I give my customers what they want."
"Body Swap according to the recent Convention Of Wizards, Imps, Genies, And Ambiguous Acts Of Deities, are not formally recognize as 'transformation.' If you do not by the end this month, show that you have sold actual transformative items of sufficient number of mortal. Your mysterious-mobile-plot-device-business-license will be revoked, and you will have to close shop, and your remaining stock and property will be confiscated. Have a nice day." The Inspector vanished into thin air.
The Wizard felt a chill go down his spine.
"Nathan!" A wolf trotted from behind the counter.
The wizard took out a wand that looked like it could have been found at a party store and waved it at the wolf, who then became a humanoid canine.
"I know your contract is to have you be a wolf during business, but I'm bending the rules a little. We need to work with some customers and fast!"
Nathan wasn't complaining, he hadn't been humanoid in this place except for Halloween for years. Looking back on it, maybe he still would have bought that wolf costume from the old man, at least the pay was good.