Toni and Gabrielle shivered with excitement as they checked into the Transformation Resort. They were so excited to try out the new Clown Wing. Gabrielle had wanted to be a clown since she was three, and Toni's mother had been a circus acrobat. Clowns were a big part of both girls' lives and had strengthened their relationship. They'd been pretty low-key until now about having such a silly fetish, but they'd lately realized that if they were out-and-proud lesbians, they should be out-and-proud coulrophiles as well. Life shouldn't be lived with a single ounce of shame.
Samantha, a Clown Wing attendant watched as two women approached her. One was tall with spiky brunette hair and tattoos dressed in ripped jeans, a tank top, and sneakers. The other was short with long blonde locks and a face full of immaculate makeup dressed in a frilly pink top, skinny lavender jeans, and open-toe heels. Going by the way they were holding hands, they were probably dating.
"Hello!" Samantha chirped. "Welcome to the Transformation Resort's Clown Wing! I'm Samantha, and I'm here to check you in. Do you guys have a reservation?"
"Yeah," said the girl with the spiky hair and tattoos. "I'm Toni McCoy, and this is my girlfriend Gabrielle Lyons."
Samantha checked the list of reservations on her laptop. "Ah, there you are, very good... oh."
"'Oh' what?" Toni asked.
"It seems that when you booked your reservation, you didn't specify what kind of clown you wanted to be. We can't begin your transformation until we know which clown type to make you. Here, take a look at this."
"What is it?" asked Gabrielle.
Samantha handed the couple a clipboard. "It's a list of all the types of clown we offer. Just choose what you like, and I'll finish booking you two." Samantha smiled winningly. "And then the fun begins!"