Formula for one hefty hairy skunk slob: Take one specially scented paw-rolled cigar, place it in front of one unsuspecting human, and the pull of curiosity take its course;3

Mel didn't know what it was that made him pick up and smoke that strangely rolled cigar he found lying on his front doorstep. There was something about that scent that was just so intoxicating...

As he took a long smooth drag from the stogie, a strange itchiness slowly spread across his body. He cringed in pain as something inside of him began to grow, something in that smoke was changing him... changing him into a more relaxed and leisurly form.

As he reached down to try and sate the sensation that struck every inch of skin, he suddenly felt constricted. His clothing began to grow tighter as he saw his stomach begin to swell and grow from beneath his shirt.

The smoke lingered and wafted across his form, causing his bones to shift and his shape to swell. His clothes began to split and shred as dark fur began to grow from his chest and rapidly proceeded to spread into a thick happy trail which covered his stomach.

As he let out a deep grunt of exertion, a new feeling of comfort and satisfaction began to come over him. Somehow, this new fat and gruff body felt right. He growled deeply, spread his legs and pressed his belly out causing all his clothing to burst off his form at once. The last bits of humanity now shedded from his new hefty, powerful, and rather musky form...