We spent the rest of the day gorging ourselves on the food, ridding the rides over and over, and visiting the parks other attractions. Tayler showed me how to shoot at the pistol range. We also spent an hour or so cruising around on some ATV's at the dirt track.
Later that evening, it seemed as if things were winding down in the park as fewer and fewer boys and girls were visible on the midway. We were the only two teens left in the pool hall at the park's largest tavern and had one of the tables set up for eight ball.
"So," I said while reaching into the fridge case, "you think all the other guys have gone home?"
"Naw, I'm sure there's still plenty of them around somewhere, 'sides what do you care? You 'fraid something's gonna happen to us if we stay to long, Ha!" he said as he lined up his next shot at the table.
I just chuckled as I grabbed a cue and handed him a beer.
"Shit no, I'm not scared. I just don't feel comfortable without anybody else around."
My shot sailed wide and I scratched the cue ball so I went back to the bar and jumped up on a stool as Tayler prepared to shoot.
"Relax, sweetheart. I feel great and I've never had so much fun," he said as he leaned back against the table.
I started to take a swig from my beer but found myself nearly choking on it instead. As I sat there and watched, Tayler reached a hand up to scratch at something behind his ear and just as he finished and dropped the hand away his ear actually began to stretch and grow. Before I could even blink he had long pointed ears extending almost a foot above his head. Tayler was still looking at me as he began to yawn and I almost did a double take as those large brown furred ears twitched and rotated slightly.
"Baby! Are you ok?" I stammered.
"Of course. Just a little worn out is all," he said nonchalantly as he turned back to the table.
"But...but Tayler, your..."
"Wait, honey. I'm trying to shoot here," He shouted over his shoulder.
This time I came close to falling off the stool I was on. Tayler was leaning far over the table to shoot and a large bulge began expanding underneath the seat of his pants. If continued to push and swell, then suddenly with an almost inaudible rip of the fabric a dark brown fur covered tail shot out from just above his ass. It stood straight out to its full three feet before falling gently to the floor.
Tayler hadn't even noticed as he turned to me and the tail flicked about behind him.
"Hey sweetheart, you ok? You look all pale all of a sudden."
"I'm fine but you don't look quite right yourself."
I didn't really find it funny, but either the giddiness caused by the beer or the strange situation started me laughing uncontrollably and with out warning a loud 'Haaaw heee haaaawww' escaped my mouth. My eyes went wide and I clamped my hands down over my lips.
Tayler was laughing at me know, "Whoa honey! Nice one ... you laugh like a donkey!"
I've started to laugh again but instead, the braying call of a donkey was all that Tayler produced.
I stopped instantly and I saw a dumbfounded look spreading across his face.
"Hey ... that wasn't ... that didn't come out of me ... did it?"
I nodded my head, "Yes, and, umm ... that's not all that came out," I said pointing at the mirror that lined the far wall.
Tayler suspiciously walked over to the mirror and gazed in.