Soon you found yourself at another dead end behind one of the rides. This time the wall activated automatically as you approached, opening up to a staircase leading down.
The stairs took you underneath the park, to a brightly-lit basement level decorated in gaudy colors, the walls plastered with cutesy murals.
Other mascots were milling around the main room and and conversing with one another. Some of them turned and waved politely when
they noticed your arrival.
Now that you were inside, you felt the hypnotic influence fade. You were fully in control of your own body again... as far as you could tell.
You cautiously approached the group of mascots and listened in on their conversations. A monkey mascot dressed in overalls was telling jokes to a clown mascot who giggled with delight at each one. It was eerie how realistic his facial expressions looked as he laughed and laughed again.
You saw a doll-like prince mascot bragging to a butterfly-winged fairy about his popularity with the kids. The fairy girl rolled her eyes at the prince's pompous boasting, but she still seemed somewhat amused by his ego.
Over in the corner, a sleepy-looking dog mascot in a straw hat was playing the banjo for an assorted group of animal mascots who were sitting politely in front of him.
What kind of scene had you walked in on?
A loudspeaker suddenly chimed, "MEAL TIME." and played a short distorted jingle.
Immediately, the mascots began to make their way towards a pair of double-doors at the end of the room. You felt compelled to follow.
In the next room, the mascots all formed an orderly line for a set of machines that lined the far wall. As each mascot approached, the machines dispensed a small object into their hands. The line moved quickly and before long it was your turn.
You held your thick glove-like hands under the dispenser slot and it automatically dropped a brown, brick-shaped cake into your waiting palms. You followed the other mascots out of the room and experimentally took a bite of the cake. It was delicious! You couldn't pin down the flavor. Somehow it was salty and sweet, savory and spicy and sugary all at once. You popped the rest of the thing into your mouth, chewed and swallowed. What an efficient meal!
When everyone else had finished, the loudspeaker sounded again. "BATH TIME." it squawked, as another strange jingle played.
This time the mascots all split up and made their way to multiple doors on either side of the chamber.
You followed suit and found yourself in a tiled room full of curtained shower stalls.
Stepping into the nearest one, you instinctively lifted your arms above your head.
A pair of thin mechanical arms shot out of the wall and pulled your dress up over your head, then retreated back into the wall with it.
Another pair latched onto your frilly white panties and pulled them down, pausing for you to step out of them. This repeated with your stripy socks and shoes.
Now that your clothing was removed, a series of nozzles emerged and sprayed your whole body with water from every angle.
This brought your attention down to your body. As you had previously surmised, you now had a thick, pudgy, doll-like figure. Your body had no suggestion of breasts, no nipples, no navel, and between your legs you found no genitals, just smooth flesh.
And it was definitely flesh. The pleasurable sensation of the hot water against your skin made it clear that this was no suit. You had somehow been transformed into a living mascot. This didn't panic you as much as it probably should, for some reason your shower seemed more important. You moved your hands over your smooth body, spreading the soapy water around and rubbing it into your skin. You couldn't help but feel disappointed when the water stopped.
The nozzles retracted and the shower wall opened to dispense a warm towel.
After you had dried your body and hair (which seemed to be permanently tied into pigtails) the mechanical arms appeared again, first pulling a fresh pair of stripy socks over your feet, then placing a pair of plastic shoes on the floor for you to step into.
Next came a fresh pair of panties, pulled up snugly over your featureless crotch.
Finally, you raised your arms in the air again as the arms pulled a freshly cleaned and dried dress over your body.
With that, the hypnotic daze faded entirely and you were able to rejoin the mascots in the main chamber.
The loudspeaker squawked once more, "FREE ACTIVITY TIME. BEDTIME IN FOUR HOURS."