You grab your tail and tug on it. It’s real! You run in the direction the other boys were heading, back to the main boardwalk.
All around you, boys are running with different changes on them. Some boys haven’t started changing yet and they just watch and laugh. You look up as the roller coaster races overhead, many of the riders now nearly donkeys. Boys collapse into the street and succumb to their changes, their clothes tearing and ripping as their bodies grow.
You wince and look behind you. Some drunk boy has your tail and yanks it again. “Nice tail freak,” he laughs at you. You turn around and punch him in the face, knocking him to the ground. “Big mistake,” he looks behind him and several other boys come your way. You try to run, but he trips you. You grunt trying to get back up and then you feel soreness in your ears. You reach up and feel them as they grow longer and move up your skull.
The boy kicks you in the side knocking you onto your back. “Ears to match,” the boy smirks, “see what happens if you make an ass out of yourself. Ha ha ha ha HEE HAW HEE HAW.” The boy grabs his stomach and falls to the ground. “Wha whaw HEE HAW HEE.” A tail rips out of his pants and his posse backs up.
Then one of the posse screams as his hands fold up into hooves. Another boy starts to grow a donkey muzzle and brays. The rest run for it as you get to your feet. You watch the kid bray and change very quickly, but you don’t stick around.