You arrive at pleasure Island along with the other boys on the ship and you get off of it, there are many different things here like houses that look like Carrots, Easter Eggs, There are also fields that have Easter Baskets and Easter Eggs spread over them and all those other Easter goodies. You and the other boys do not know where to start.
Eventually you decide to make this be your first move. You always hated how you were raised to be a good boy by your parents, you always wanted to be free of who you REALLY wanted to be, but you being forced to be good always suppressed this TRUE side of you, well no more. This Island was advertised to be one with no Adult or Parent Supervision, no moral guardians to push you around by telling you what to do. This is why you signed up for this place in the first place. Here you are free to be who you REALLY want to be.
The first thing that you do is that you grab some Easter Eggs from the Easter Baskets and the Fields, and you throw them at the Easter Egg and Carrot houses, you pelt and splatter them with egg yolks and all those other stuff eggs are made out of. The other boys are horrified by what you are doing and they think that you are going too far so they go somewhere else where you are not and you are all alone. “That’s fine” you think to yourself, you never really had many friends all your life so you were ok with being all alone. Little did you know this was going to be the end of your male human life and the beginning of your new female rabbit life.
The magic of the island detects your destructive sin and it affects you by making your human tailhole and the area just above it feel weird, it feels like your tailbone is deciding to unfuse and some extra vertebrae are coming out of it, they do and they pop out of your butt just above your butthole. Then on that tail vertebrae and bones grows a layer of nerves, fat, muscle, and skin. And on that skin grows fuzzy fur. The tail is Teardrop shaped like a rabbit’s. However you are not worried right now, you think this is a trick it has to be “right?” Boy could you not be any more wrong.