The wheel jolted to a halt, and Tyler felt his muscles lock up. He stared in horror as his balls shrank and got sucked into his body, leaving only a smooth patch of skin where they'd been. And then, a weird little pink hole popped out, winking at him like it had a mind of its own. Before he could even begin to get his head around what was happening, something hard and round started pushing out from inside him.
"What the hell is this?!" Tyler yelled, but another sensation cut his words off. His new hole was stretching like he was giving birth to a watermelon. And then, out came an egg – huge and speckled. It dropped onto the stage floor with a sickening splat, and Tyler couldn't believe his eyes.
The crowd just gawked, some looking like they'd seen a ghost, others with that look in their eyes like they were getting turned on. Tyler looked down at his body in shock, trying to get his head around the fact he'd just laid an egg.
And it wasn't over. His body kept wriggling and squishing as more eggs tried to push their way out. It was like giving birth, but with his dick gone and this egg thing happening instead. It hurt so bad, but it was also weirdly hot. The crowd was eating it up, some looking like they couldn't believe it, others getting off the sheer craziness of it all.
Ashely was freaking out too. "Madame Illusia, make it stop!" she begged. "You've had your fun, let him go!" She'd just gone through her wild ride with this transformation crap, and she didn't want to see Tyler go through it too.
But the old hag just held up a hand to hush her. "Ah, but the wheel has spoken," she said, sounding like she was enjoying this way too much. "And it seems your boyfriend here has a new role." She nodded at the wheel, where it was clear as day that it had landed on 'bird's cloaca'. "This is a rare gift, one I'm sure the two of you will come to appreciate."
Tyler felt another egg trying to squeeze out of him, and he was losing his mind. He screamed, his whole body tightening up as it forced its way through. It was the weirdest, most fucked up feeling he'd ever had – scary and kind of a turn-on at the same time.
Ashely couldn't look away. She was horrified, sure, but there was something about watching Tyler's body do this that was... mesmerizing. Maybe it was because she'd just turned into a fucking horse-girl, but she couldn't ignore the heat building in her gut.
The crowd was getting into it now, whispering and pointing as Tyler's body kept changing. Some guys were getting hard watching him lay eggs like it was the best show they'd ever seen.
He tried to stop, but his body had a mind. Egg after egg kept coming, and the pain was off the charts. His dick had shrunken to nothing and all he could do was lay eggs like some sick, twisted chicken.
He even began squatting like one, allowing the eggs to land intact. He was in so much pain, but there was something... primal about it that he couldn't ignore. His human brain was freaking out, but deep down, he felt this weird arousal building.
The crowd was getting restless; some were obviously into it, and others looked like they might pass out. But the eggs kept coming, and Tyler had to sit down, the pile around him growing.
"Madame Illusia, I can't take anymore," Tyler begged, his voice raw from all the screaming.
"But the wheel isn't done with you yet," she said, smiling like the devil herself. "If you want to go back to normal, you'll have to spin again."
With his body still trembling, Tyler managed to get back into the audience, his eyes never leaving the eggs he'd just laid. He didn't know what was happening to him, but he knew he didn't want any more of it.
The wheel was calling out to Ashely now, and she couldn't resist. She pushed it, watching the wheel spin until it stopped on lions mane' Her heart was racing as she felt her body start to change again.
Her hair grew longer and thicker, turning into this golden mane down to her chest. She roared like a lioness, and the crowd lost it. Some of them were scared, some were totally into it, but no one was bored.
The feeling that came with it was like nothing she'd ever felt before – powerful like she could take on the world. And then she had the most intense orgasm of her life, cum spurting out of her like she was a fountain. It was messy, and it was wild, and it was so, so hot.
Madame Illusia strutted over, looking smug as hell. "You see, my friends, this isn't just about tricks. It's about the power that lives inside us all." She looked at the eggs and Tyler, who looked like he'd seen a ghost. "But remember, with great power comes great responsibility. And if you want to play with fate, the wheel's always ready."
The carnival outside kept going, all those laughs and screams, no idea what was happening in here. The air was thick with the smell of change and lust, something that didn't go away even when the show was over.
Ashely looked down at her new body, still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her dick was still hard, and she realized that her new mane was just part of the deal.
"Ready for another round?" the woman asked, her voice low and teasing.