You slip on a patch of the red slime, falling onto your face and getting a face full of slime. You try to spit it out, but it's already too late, not to mention you're already covered from your fall. It's warm and heavy against your skin, squishing between your fingers as you try to push yourself back up. Something tingles near the back of your face, sprouting out with a squelch.
Your legs bend more than they should, even if there's no pain, turning to something more animalistic. You groan as a tail unfurls from your body, a fin of some sort emerging from it. Your face lengthens into a short muzzle of some sort, and your hands change to webbed limbs as you paw at the goop covered ground. Well, you suppose your journey is over now, and a new one begun... Starting with how to stand without falling.