I was dazed by my face completely changing, which had managed to keep my glasses intact. I looked over at David, who also had a wolf-like head with a spiky mane of hair trailing down it and large jagged teeth lining his mouth. I noticed that my own fangs felt noticeably bigger, as well as the fact that my fur had darkened considerably that I didn’t even recognize my own arms as I looked down at them. Is that what I was turning into? Why was he…enjoying this? But then, a new sensation rippled into my chest and sent it pitching forward with my shoulders reeling back. I watched in horror as a large tuft of fur thrust against my button up shirt, straining the top button until it popped and flew off the cloth. Oh no! My favorite shirt?! It grew tighter as additional chest fluff stretched against it, the buttons barely containing it. No, no, please no, echoed my panicked mind as ripping sounds filled my ears and the bottom rose up over my stomach, the sleeves coming apart as fur spilled out of holes in them. My protests were fruitless as my bare chest and stomach exploded out from it, a large plume of lighter fur blossoming out and sending the rest of the buttons sailing.