L: Ooh, I’ll take this one!
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Mm, it kinda tastes like honey… I wonder why… Eep, m-my legs are tingling! And my head! H-hehe, it tickles!
His black hair is turning curlier, white-furred ears flopping out to either side of his head. Black wool puffs up his pants and sprouts from his neck, and a tiny tail wiggles behind him…
Aaaaahh so soft!! Oh, I should take my boots off!
To his surprise, his feet had already changed into somewhat stubby hooves, too blunt and cutesy to tear through even his socks!
Huh, that’s a little odd… Aah! H-horns! Wait, they’re done? They’re so small…!
His eyes go wide as wool rapidly grows from his chest and upper back, completely surrounding the top half of his torso! Finally, two fluffy locks of gray wool grow out of his hair, hanging down on either side of his face. Locrian relaxes as the changes conclude.
Ooohhhhhh, I get it… Sevens, you dork, I think you messed up the potion a little bit! I’m not quite a sheep satyr… I’m a Wooloo satyr! And a shiny one, too! I mean, it’s close enough, and I still love it, but make sure the samples you’re using come from the creatures you think they do! :P