The room you had rented for the vacation was the Species Room. Your girlfriend Annabelle and yourself were celebrating the year of your turning twenty at this resort and the Species Room looked very promising. You both wanted to try out what being an animal felt like. You wanted to try out most of all the whole sexual experience as an animal, while Annabelle wanted the freedom of flight, swimming and worries being lifted from her mind. You agreed to try out both. So you were led into an empty room where a machine would dispense pills turning you into the animal you desired. You were left alone to discuss your decision together and make your choice. You were assured that as soon as you wanted, the "extraordinary experience" could be halted and you'd be returned to normal. Feeling safe, you both approached the machine.
"What do you want to try first?" you ask.
Annabelle frowned while looking at the different options listed on different columns. You couldn't believe it. There were so many! Good thing you had booked for a few days!
"I don’t know, Greg. There are so many..."
"Oh, you can even select the age of the animal and its gender! How cool is that?!?" you exclaim.
You argue and talk about what you should do before finally selecting each a pill by pressing a few buttons. Alas, what you did not realize was that once an animal, you might be mentally or physically incapable of telling the employees you wished to be human again. Or both. And that the resort was precisely counting on that...