On the screen, Lampwick’s body is taking on more of an equine shape. He walks hunched over and his torso is becoming thicker. Pinocchio just watches and occasionally laughs at the sight of his hairy friend, but one of his laughs comes out as a bray. Lampwick looks at Pinocchio and laughs back, “you don’t just look like a donkey, you sound like one too. Hahahaha HEE HAW HEE HAW.” Lampwick puts his hardening hands to his mouth.
At the same moment, a boy in front of you does the same thing. You gasp as the boy’s face cracks and stretches out slowly, inches at a time. Then his hands tremble as his fingers crunch together and form into a hoof. The few boys left, many of them half naked, are pounding on the doors to the theater. “Let us out of here,” one boy yells, “someone help us,” cries another.
You can’t reach the door through the crowd. You look back at the theater where several angry donkeys are braying and kicking the seats and getting remains of clothing off their bodies. You look back up at the screen and see the beastly Lampwick pleading with Pinocchio for help. As he paws at Pinocchio, his hands start to shake and turn dark. He groans as his fingers fuse together and curl.
Then you feel intense pain in your own hands. “Oh, no, no no,” you yell and look at your hands. Your fingers have started to swell and you can’t spread them or open them as wide as you should. Another boy beside you screams and falls to the ground. He’s only wearing his underwear, but they quickly rip off as his ass swells and a tail stretches out from his lower back.
Your stomach starts to ache, and sweat pours from your body. While the other boys bang and pound on the door, you lean your head against the wall of the theater. Your hands keep trembling as your fingers gnarl and fur starts to grow on your arm. You breathe erratically, your mouth wide open. You start to drool.
Then, your stomach tenses up. At first you grunt and then you let out a labored moan. Another deep breath and moan again, this time your jaw stretches outward and your lips thicken.
You pound your new hooves against the wall of the theater in frustration.