Baldhead make an abrupt inhumane scream, then fell on his side. He instinctively pulled his own now fully formed tail to himself in and curled around himself. He started to sob, tears running down his now scaly cheeks. The pain was unbearable at this point. God, he wished he just died already! Not because of the pain, he was suffering long before this surreal sudden change. The physical pain he was going through was nothing in comparison to harm he was causing to all people he murdered. He becam...