All the new information made your head spin, and you'd also rather not find out which other attractions have transformations that can affect your clothes, now that you finally have something normal to wear again, so you decide to leave for today, even though you were looking forward to messing around a bit more - you can always come back tomorrow anyway, it's not like they'll leave right after arriving after all.
As you make your way towards the exit, you notice people staring at you again, but their looks are noticeably different - more taken aback instead of delighted, and with a decent part of them also showing either pity, incredulity or disgust at your form.
You didn't notice any of that even before your clothes got changed into the fancier version Roy is probably taking readings of right now, so your only guess is that people mistook you for a performer before, while it's rather clear now that you're a regular person that just happens to be a fox-girl with an exaggerated hourglass figure.
Come to think of it, depending on how exactly the other carnies decide to go about things, there might frequently be an option to turn back, or at least pick what you're going to look like, which would explain why some of the guests show disgust at seeing you - they believe you to be a pervert that chose to look like this!
Not exactly a comforting thought, but it's not like you can change things right now, so you just walk faster to get back home sooner.
Once you're out of the carnival, you still draw lots of looks, but since nobody has any reason to believe you're a real fox-person, they seem to think you're a mascot character or a fursuiter instead - and you're not planning to go out of your way to change that impression, even if it is tempting to run and jump through the crowd and whatever else is in your way to get back home faster - traffic lights are just way too slow...
You almost make it all the way back to the building your apartment is in, when someone roughly pulls you aside into a side alley.
You feel your assailant's breath on your shoulder as they start talking in an almost stereotypically lecherous voice: "Well, well, well, sweetie - you're looking mighty fine, how about you show me if you feel as great as you look, and I'll let you leave unharmed - wouldn't want to ruffle that gorgeous coat of yours, now would we?"
You freeze in fear, and he keeps talking about his plans for you, but you soon notice that he doesn't seem to have any weapons - he probably expected to simply overpower you, not knowing about the drastically improved reflexes or endurance you've shown after your transformation.
His arrogance enrages you, and before he's even done talking, you start applying the few self-defense techniques you've learned along with whatever knowledge remains of the martial arts course you visited years ago to get out of the hold, and turn the tables on him - stomping on his foot, trying to break his nose with the back of your head, an elbow to the gut, and his grip loosens, allowing you to spin around and knee him in the nuts, making him bend over in pain, finally letting go of you completely.
You're still angry though, and start berating him while punching and clawing at whatever's in reach: "What the fuck is wrong with you - do you have no brain, or any decency? What the heck makes you believe that this is something you can do, get out of my sight, you disgusting pig!"
You've already felt pretty warm from all the adrenaline coursing through your body, but at your last few words you feel something hot course through your body, and with a bright flash, the guy in front of you vanishes, and in his place is a very confused-looking pig standing in the shredded remains of his clothes.
Unlike the other transformations you've seen today though, you were looking at an actual animal this time, which squeals at you before running away.
While you could've looted his clothes for anything useful, you only care about the fact that he's gone, and you really want to get back home after all this madness, so you just leave.
On the way to the apartment building, your adrenaline starts dropping down to more normal levels, and once you enter, you start to feel tired and exhausted - good thing you're only an elevator ride away from home now, because you're barely keeping yourself standing by now.
You somehow manage to unlock your door, slam it closed behind you, and stagger into your bedroom, where you collapse on top of your blankets, falling asleep within seconds.