I invite you back to my house to have, you can't believe your luck. A beautiful woman like me, interested in boring, bland ole you. I pour some drinks and give you a glass. Anxiously you toss the whole thing back and begin to feel funny all of a sudden. I ask what's wrong, and you realize you can't form words anymore. A muffled, "Woof," comes out of your lips, to your utter confusion. I laugh and say, "Who's a good boy?" You feel your body wagging back and forth involuntarily, look down at what used to be your hands and see paws. My elixir transformed you into a puppy, and now I'm going to ... Show more