The goo splatters across your front from the opening before you can move away, startling you. You instantly try to reach for it, but it melts into your chest before you can attempt to pull it off. The goo swallows your hands, holding them against your chest as you try to pull them free and end up falling to the floor.
You're unbalanced, nearly tipping over further as the ooze greedily spreads over your body. You feel your legs change even before the goop reaches them, fur sprouting across your shoulders. A tail squelches from your spine, a horn already growing from your head, quickly joined by some sort of fluffy, more animalistic ear. You manage to pull a hand free, even if it's now some sort of paw, but your face is pulled forward into some sort of muzzle.
Your new tail twists as you pant, fluffy body strange and alien feeling, yet not unpleasant. Simply something you suppose you'll have to get used to...