Before we begin Tiffany's tail, pun intended, you must understand something. One person in the room had a fetish for transformation, although she wouldn't admit it to herself. Her name was Erica. While the others sat back and watched Tiffany frozen, Erica was horrified but slightly jealous.
The tail waved frantically behind Tiffany, who brayed hysterically like a donkey. Her ears were peeled back, and her face became slowly more assinine. Eyes blurred by tears, the girl held up her hands to the stiff audience as they became balckened masses and finally hooves. By that time, the young girl looked perfect- a perfect freaks. But the only freaks aloud on Pleasure Island were part of the show, or someone making a movie for children about a puppet. So forcefully, Tiffany was soon on all fours and looked nothing but a jackass with clothes on.
"Guys! Guys! I dun't wanna be a donkey. HEE HAW! HEE HAW! I don't wanna look this!"
Seeing a talking animal, even one that was a human, would scare anyone but the freaks on Pleasure Island. But you can't be scared of what you don't notice, and no one in the room but Erica did. For you see at that very moment, a ripple of de'ja' vu went through the room as the girl's fate lay in front of them. Donkey.