Taunted along by Melanie to come and see something really neat or more maybe than strange, Ken followed her like a lamb. It was the sound coming from a lineup of eager students all wanting their turn in the changing room.
One by one they entered only to never come out again. The light above the changing room door glowed red as someone entered. A flashing sign to the right of the door's knob said, "Ocupied" but this did not stop the students from going in when the light went out.
Melanie stopped at a large bin filled to the top with clear plastic bags filled of a black suit.
Ken asked of what this was, he picked one up taking note each had a tag. The tag clipped to every bag suggested the size, and or gender, Calf, Bull, Steer, Cow.
Melanie smiled, telling Ken of Greek myths and the Minotaur she showed him a complete packaged costume. A wide range of colors were there, some suggesting the size as those packages showing Bull or Cow were larger than Calf or Steer. Each sealed tightly in a vacuum package, he could only look at the range of colors.
A sly suggestion of his needing to try one on before leaving seemed to his boggled mind as a good suggestion. Reaching into the bin he worked around till clutching onto a package of red and white markings. The kinky idea of seeing himself as a cow was the strangest of thoughts he'd had in a long while.
Melanie pointed Ken toward a curtain and telling him of another dressing room where he could try it on in pure delight and comfort.
Caught in the moment of sensual delights, Ken was willing to do as Melanie said. Walking toward the curtain he was stopped by the wretchid scream of one young female student. She like her friends were in line waiting their turn in the changing room. She was taunting her girlfriend to hurry up and come out wanting to see her model the items choosen.
As she was wishing the friend to hurry, the door being closed was not locked to the changing room. In the heat of anxious fustration she opened the door and peeked inside.
Screaming commenced alerting that something was terribly wrong. Those other in line thought she was just jealous at first. They made rude comment for her to be quiet and wait her turn.
She having looked inside was with her friend suddenly pulled into the small room as her screams mingled with those of one now scared too.
The door slowly closed the screaming girl inside with her friend. It was a moment later the sounds of their screams died away into soft sounds like two lesbians flurting.
Ken had one hand on the curtain as he was about to enter the dressing room and try on his Minotaur costume.
"Say What, what the hell am I doing!" he said showing a renewed alertness of his possible doom.
Turning to Melanie her smirking grin was enough to remind Ken that as with animal parts tried on they became real. Those fool enough to enter that changing room never coming out or being seen again by friends, it only suggested his fears were for real. Standing there with his package tucked under one arm, Ken had a moment of rational thought.
"Forget them, they will all be just fine!" urged Melanie.
"Fine, fine, they will become as what they try on and never come back out! I saw two already as the door opened and allowing one to enter the previous tenant was led outside into a corral, he was a donkey! Now you would have me enter a dressing room, me and my Minotaur cow costume. Per-say, once fitted into the sexy suit will it have the same prospect, will I then become in reality a Minotaur cow?" asked Ken his eye flared wide with the thought of just how callus Melanie was to the patrons of their shop.
Tossing the package to the floor Ken made his way quickly toward the front door to the shop. Aunt Josey tried to stop him from leaving as she reach a hand past her cash register.
Grasping the half sleeve of Ken's shirt she held him in the doorway.
"No thanks, I've seen enough to know your plans, not me, no thanks!" said Ken as he tried to pull his shirt sleeve out of Auntie's grip.
As her cash register was rarely used since those of wild delight went to try on their thrill only to never return and pay, Auntie had a trick up her sleeve.
Ken looking at her wrinkled face was not watching her other hand. Around it came holding a small aerosal can, she let loose a silvery white mist into Ken's face. A thick cloud of mist tingled his skin and paniced then by the happening, he took a quick breath.
The mist shot into his nostrils, filling his sinus with it properties, making Ken as like the can's label stated, "Totally Horney!"