Strange dreams drifted across Timothy's mind as he slept. In his dreams he was home, alone, and bored again. He was watching TV, something he did a lot, though he'd rarely admit it. It distracted him from his music far too often.
He was watching an old Looney Tunes cartoon, with Pepe LePew. In his dream it seemed he was watching all of them, some kind of marathon. Then after a moment as he was watching he was PePe LePew.
He saw the cat that had been stripped that PePe was chasing, though the cat was male and to him, looked strangely like Vasile. He was not in control of his own body as he followed the cat, the whole time the cat running away from the smell that he, as PePe, never seemed to smell.
The scene ended with one cartoon that he he had seen where the skunk got de-stinked and the cat got stinky. Where he was the one trying to pull away from the agressive lover.
Timothy awoke near the entrance to the burrow he and Lauren had discovered. He found it safer and warmer than a lot of the island, though he stayed near the entrance so he wouldn't get lost. He felt the pain in his body and wondered for a second if he hadn't run into some kind of dangerous insect down here, like a scorpion or something.
He'd found a lot of insects here, in fact he'd eaten them to stay healthy, they weren't so bad, when you got used to it. As the itching intesified he pulled himself into the light and watched as the fur spread across his body.
"Not again..." he mumbled to himself and whined.
He watched the fur spread across his body as he felt a cramping in the area that was near his stomach. Suddenly his eyes watered (more) as he caught whiff of a smell, one that he did know from driving down the road on occasion. It was skunk musk, though he'd never smelled it this close. He was lying on his back too so it had gotten on him, it wasn't that the smell was horribly unpleasent to him as much as the musk did what it was supposed to, irritate senses and made his eyes water.
Timothy felt his nose push out as the smell only got worse. It clogged his senses completely "Jeez... my god..." was all he could get out as he attemped to cover his nose. He felt the tail push out, as the musked sprayed right on it, assuring that this wouldn't be comming out easily.
As he held his nose he felt a burning in the tips of his fingers as he watched his claws extend and poke into his nose. Pulling them away he once again got a strong whiff of the smell.
As the transformation ended, Timothy sighed loudly, his eyes hurting too much to see for a bit. He wept as he laid there, for a time, in his own skunk musk.
