Like a puppet, Tyler clopped over to the wheel on his hooves, gave it a hard tug with one of his tentacles, and watched it spin.
He didn't want this "one more change" the Madame was insisting on. He wanted to be human again soon, if he could. More immediately, though, Tyler wanted to jack off. His new tentacles felt great against his massive equine cock, and practically everything felt absurdly sensual against his tentacles. And the Madame had interrupted him before his mismatched parts could finish what they started.
Tyler was about to find out what sort of head he was going to live with for the rest of his life. It sailed past mantis, parrot and duck. It slowed down across tiger, gecko and deer. It inched past yak and nearly stopped on iguana before finally landing on elephant.
Tyler felt his ears and then his nose start to twitch. His mouth was quickly forced open by his top two teeth, which were growing out of his mouth. Soon his ears were wide enough that Tyler felt a breeze when they flapped, and his nose was sticking out several inches in front of his face and pointing in different directions at random. The teeth grew out under his chin and started to curve and thicken, while Tyler's hair fell out and his facial skin fell gray. The nose grew longer and Tyler learned to control which direction it pointed in. By the time it was almost two feet long, Tyler could bend and curl it as well. The tusks were sticking out freakishly far at this point, and Tyler was wrapping a tentacle around each of them to savor the sensation (taste, even) of their strange ivory.
When it was all over, Tyler had horse legs, bull testicles, a donkey penis, two octopus tentacles, and a whole elephant head. Madame Illusia proudly presented him as a monstrosity to her audience for a round of applause. Tyler was unbearably ashamed, but he was even more unbearably horny.