At 17:26:37.9, you detect a young couple (a taller 20-year-old boy and a shorter 21-year-old girl) entering while playfully teasing each other about their appearances and attire, such as the girl's earrings and the boy's T-shirt. That's probably why they are entering this booth: to use you as basically their tailor. Although this is quite underwhelming compared to the wishes of your previous customers, you don't really mind, so long as they pay up. It's even cheaper than a real tailor — you cannot help but stand amazed by their ingenuity. They sat on the bench while the boy inserted some bills into the slot.
"Honey, what do you want to become?"
"It's a surprise and I don't want to spoil the fun. Close your eyes until I say otherwise…"
You receive the input from the man… "Harlequin Great Dane taur"…? That definitely wasn't what you expected given their conversation. And what is a taur anyway?
Desperate, you search the internet for references to such a concept. The images returned resemble centaurs, except that instead of having a human upper body and a horse below the waist, both parts belong to the same species, most commonly the red fox. It then came to you that all the taurs labelled "Great Dane" have a similar art style: the artist must be the male! You tried to use your customer identification system and voilŕ, the social media accounts returned show drawings in the exact same style.
One of them is a reference of Sacha the Great Dane taur (white coat with black splotches — so that's what he meant by "Harlequin"), which would surely make things easier. Maybe it's better to hold on until his partner has entered his choice as well.
"Open your eyes, sweetie. Nothing happened yet, but it ejected me back to the input screen. Maybe it's trying to say that it's your turn. Don't worry: this time, my eyes will close."
The feedback is "Cohenni"… Great, time to do another search, you sarcastically groan to yourself. The results returned from her galleries predominantly consisted of a beagle, with two arms and four legs that you instantly recognized as components of a taur, as the main character, with one being a reference sheet for Cohenni the Beagle taur.
Goodness. Isn't it dramatically ironic that both partners secretly wanted to be dog taurs this whole time but had no idea that each other shared the same desire? A match made in heaven that they might never realize?
…Until now. It's time to work your magic.
"Let's close our eyes together, sweetie."
"I can't wait to see what you chose, honey!" Just you wait and see.
Both of them felt their bodies elongate as the first change; then two nubs began to grow from their midsections that gradually lengthened while the remainder of their bodies began to resemble the canine form: their original pairs of legs began to reshape into canine hindlegs that bent slightly forward and stood on the toes, while their rumps bent to make the legs shred perpendicularly to the lower torso, a change that shredded his jeans but not her dress; their hands reshaped into a blend between dog paws and human hands that retain their ability to grasp (like Outback Mack); their ears migrated to the top of their heads and flattened into floppy shapes, though his ears were pointed while hers were long and ended roundly. Her earrings fell from her reshaping ears, and her bracelet from her slimming arm. Once the forelegs and lower torsos are fully formed, you retract your bench, allowing them more space to accommodate their newfound lower halves. Both grew muzzles and white fur as the base coat colour; however, his coat consisted of irregular black splotches over both torsos, while she developed orange-brown blobs instead; his muzzle was much longer than hers. Their overall heights (as measured vertically from toes of forelegs to head) did not change much, though, thanks to the upper torsos.
Their newly developed noses and hence acute senses of smell each detected the faint scent of… two… dogs? As soon as they opened their eyes, each of them looked down and saw the front half of their doggy selves, then turned their heads towards each other and…
"Heavens!" both of them shrieked simultaneously.
"I didn't know you want to be like this too, honey."
"Guess we are really meant for each other, huh."
"Come over here," as they rotate their bodies to face each other, unaware that their rumps and hind legs are sticking out of the curtains on each side of the booth; then lick each other's muzzle while hugging each other, their tails quickly wagging.
"Honey, I never knew you're this cute."
"Aww, my strong, muscular darling. Y'know, a Great Dane fits you sooooo well."
32.7 seconds later, the male makes a U-turn and exits from the same side of the booth and frolics across the mall (not the best place given the pairs of eyes laid on him, but whatever), while her partner tries to follow his way out, but steps on her bracelet. "Hold on, Dane, I need to pick up my stuff!" As a taur, she has to rotate herself such that her lower torso and legs do not block her from bending down and picking up the pieces of jewellery. "Wait for me!" Once she catches up, they sauntered together, holding hands, out of the mall. Who knows where they are heading to; hopefully somewhere dog-friendly. (Even their houses might not count for this, you ponder.)
There you go. Two exotic wishes that you nevertheless managed to fulfill, and in the process you even brought a pair of lovebirds much closer to each other. The previous two customers doubted their transformations, so this satisfactory result managed to bring your spirits up.