Yes, Time To Run

You heed the man's advice and take flight, but the moment he's out of sight you feel a dull impact at the base of your skull and immediately blackout.

When you come to, you find yourself strapped to a table and stripped of your clothing. The room's fairly dark, but you can see two cages, one with a large anthropomorphic yellow duck and the other with an anthropomorphic blue rat. The rat immediately begins squeaking unintelligibly at you as soon as it sees that you're awake, and at first you wonder why. It's not until you see the familiar look of desperation in his eyes that you realize this is... WAS the man you rescued before. It would seem your captor's already reached all of you, and with the others already changed only you remain.

Almost on cue, the wolf walks into the room. In one of his paw-like hands, he holds a bucket filled with what looks like pink latex body paint (though you know better) and in the other, he holds a rather plain brush. The brush is small, maybe big enough to paint your palm in one swipe, but definitely small enough to ensure that this'll be a long process. The vicious grin he now wears on his face makes it clear that he WANTS this to be long, that he wants you to watch as he slowly paints away your very humanity.

With a low growl of satisfaction, the wolfman dips his brush into the latex "paint", and with a smooth stroke of it, he begins his work.