Charles just laughed at the idea of him in a child's seat. Truly that would be pretty great. He would love to ride around in the back of a car carefree. Then again he'd really love it if somebody would drive him around so he could stick his head out the window and have the wind blow through his hears and on his face. His mother constantly requested he stop acting so much like a damn dog and act more like a wolf. Charles didn't care though. He loved car rides.
Charles had finished pulling off his socks when Gen went on her rant about how they were married and it wasn't the first time she'd see him. Of course it wasn't but it was still something he wanted to check with her about. Respect and all. He wasn't surprised though at what happened next. Down went his pants.
He laughed out loud, as he kicked his jeans off. Gen was never one to be shy after all. At least, she didn't seem to be. He loved that about her. He loved her, really. "Okay one final bit of clothing..." He teased her as he tugged them off with a flourish and then stood there, naked and proud. The man was confident in his body, what could he say? He gave her a good look and then turned around and gave her a good look from that end before chuckling and turning sideways. He needed a bit of room.
The process wasn't really painful, not anymore really, though it wasn't butterfly kisses either. It started with his body, fur suddenly growing his form starting to change, his legs becoming smaller, and weaker, not to support him on just two, and he dropped down quickly, as his arms became stronger. His head began to shift too and suddenly his face elongated and his ears growing up and shifting. The process took less than a minute and the last thing to come about was a long, soft tail off his back. He gave his body a full shake before turning to look at her sitting on his hind quarters. He let out a small whine, looking at Gen for approval.