There were dozens of other animal creatures inside. Doing everything from reading to cooking, to masturbating in the middle of the room. Some were more human than others. A few were almost entirely animals, save for their bipedal nature and thumbs. Tyler was suddenly glad he still had his human hands and torso.
The place smelled like a barnyard and stale sex. Tyler's sensitive bull snout could smell every aroused male, and a few aroused females. Which confused him at first since everyone looked like a guy. Tyler's nose followed the sweet smell, and found the source. He was perplexed until, upon a closer inspection, Tyler saw that one of men had an obvious cleft beneath his balls. A slit formed where his sack ended and connected to the rest of his body. No, not a slit. A vagina. Tyler almost fell over when he realized what he was staring at wasn't something that a male should have.
The man on top looked like some sort of dog, bird combination. Like Tyler he had canine legs, but his upper half was like that of a hawk. The other was more pig like. But only his ears and the curly tail suggested he wasn't human. Well that and the feminine slit between his ass cheeks.
They weren't the only ones having "fun". There was a complete minotaur sprawled out in the middle of the room. He was lying on the biggest bed Tyler had ever seen in his life. The minotaur was rubbing his massive shaft against his furred pecs. Tyler felt himself get hard just from watching. The minotaur had one hoof-like hand stroking the length of his cock, and the other fondling his bull-balls.
Looking away in shame, and fear of what would happen if he got too aroused, Tyler focused himself back on Madame Illusia and her son. Stephen walked ahead and held open a curtain for his mother and Tyler. The room inside was obviously the Madame's private quarters. It was the only area that didn't smell like musk and sex. Something Tyler was very thankful for.
Madama Illusia had Tyler sit down on the floor. Stephen left the two alone, and Tyler wondered what would happen next. Would she make him like the others? Who were they? Past victims? Experiments gone horribly wrong? Tyler himself looked like some science project that had gone south.
"Relax." Madam Illusia commanded. And Tyler did. The muscles in his body loosened, and Tyler sighed. He felt his bovine ears twitch as the sounds outside became increasingly loud. His heart pounded in his chest despite him feeling more at ease than he'd ever felt.
"You have seen what I am capable of. You have even seen those who have come before you. They chose not to follow my instructions. If you do the same, you'll remain this way for the rest of your life. Or worse," Madame Illusia began, "But if you do EXACTLY as I say, if you do not struggle or protest, you shall return to your original form in a month's time. Until then, you are MINE."
Her hand reached out and touched Tyler's. A cold chill went up his spine. He blinked, then felt something else. Something inside his body begging to be let out. His eyes widened in horror as he saw that his body was changing again.