That's right. Standing just ahead, no more than 3 feet tall, is a very small (and very cute) black latex elephant. You feel relieved - another of those wolves and your bowels would have let loose, but a tiny elephant, that's something you can handle. That's what you think, at least, up until its trunk shoots at you like a frog's tongue and covers your mouth and nose.
You try to yell for help, but it's muffled almost completely. You try to pull off the trunk, but it's stuck tight. Giving up, you wait for a coat of latex to be pumped onto your face, introducing you to life with a muzzle. Surpisingly, you instead feel the trunk tighten against your face and understand what the elephant is doing as you look back to it. Before your eyes, it slowly melts slightly as a rather large lump begins to creep up the trunk. It's too much to fit on the covered part of your face, which leaves only on reason for travelling to your nose and mouth: it's trying to get inside you!
You try again to pull away from the trunk, and this time it seems to work. However, as you do you see parts of your face remaining attached as they're stretched by your pulling, clearly forming a trunk of your own. You quickly stop pulling and bring your face back to the elephant's trunk, relieved that your own seems to shrink back as you do but mortified to see that the latex trunk is now attached solely to the ground with the now fully melted lump of elephant in the middle and sliding closer to your face by the minute. Looks like you have a choice: leave with a flesh-and-blood elephant trunk on the outside, or let a latex elephant inside.