You aren't entirely sure what goo caught up to you, but you find yourself on the floor all the same, slime dripping from you, covering you, and slowly becoming one with your body. Your head hurts, probably from falling, but a small light keeps catching your eye, even as your slimy body twists and changes. A long tail sprouts from your tailbone, swaying as you watch, and a pair of triangular ears perk on your head.
You barely notice the fur sprouting across your body, nor your hands becoming paws, pads squishing against the concrete. No, all that has your attention is the light slowly going back and forth, and the rising desire in your now fluffy chest to chase after.