Senility is a cruel thing.

You can feel your bones crack and bend, your teeth extend, and your nose twitch. You are a weregerbil. Unable to talk, you give the witch a look and a dissaproving chitter. "What? not good enough for you? Fine!" She continues chanting, and the result is a werecockroach. You give here a what-an-idiot look. She again chants, ending in a weremuskrat. Having a more human-like hand, you sign language "You are not very good at this, are you?" "Shut up!" She chants once more...

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