George took a big breath of fresh air to clear his head, then he set off down the path away from their cabin. After about a minute of walking, he realized he was walking straight toward the obstacle course where him and Todd were supposed to be stationed.
“Damn it, what the hell’s wrong with me?” he said, grabbing one of his big bunny ear and tugging on it to try to focus himself. He spun around and started running toward the parking lot as fast as he could, but as he ran he could feel his thighs and butt start to thicken and grow plump, until by the time he stopped at the parking lot he had a perfect bubble butt, topped by an adorable little blond cottontail.
“Shit, shit, shit…!” he started to swear frantically as he realized how much he had changed in such a short time. “I’ve gotta get outta here right now!”
He looked all around, but saw no sign of their car, nor of any vehicle whatsoever. No cars, trucks, buses, motorcycles… not even a bike that he could make his escape on. Taking a breath, George turned toward the front gates of the camp and started to make his way there, deciding that he’d walk home if he had to.
“Wouldn’t do that if I were you,” George heard a voice from behind him say, and he spun around to see Alex the badger head counselor sitting at a bench, snacking on a granola bar.
“Yeah, or what? I’m getting out of this fucked up place, and there’s nothing you can do about it!” George said.
“It’s not me that’s going to do anything,” Alex said calmly, keeping his friendly smile. “This camp… it’s a powerful place. Wise, too, but stubborn. It knows what kind of person it needs, and it knows what you need to learn while you’re here. We all try to fight it at first, but the smart ones of us learn that it’s best to… just let things happen and have a good time. You’ve been having a good time here, haven’t you?”
George narrowed his eyes at that. “And the ones who aren’t smart? What about them?” he asked, glancing back at the gates and weighing his chances of making it out.
“…They have a bad time. Look, I don’t want to sound like I’m threatening you. I’m not that kind of guy. I’m just saying, go with the flow and do what you need to do while you’re here, and you’ll walk out of here a better person than you came in,” Alex said, finishing up his granola bar and standing up. “Besides, just think of the kiddos. Their reason for being here is to relax and remember how to have fun, and they need a responsible counselor looking out for them. Todd can’t handle them on their own, you know.”
Alex turned around and started walking back to the front offices of the camp, leaving George to his fate. George stood there, tapping his big bunny feet nervously, trying to take in what he’d just heard. He didn’t want to believe it, but he knew he was taking a big risk trying to defy what the camp wanted out of him…