The bow of that ferry stood crowded, all wishing to catch the first glimpse of what to all as well was a place that held an aura of fantasy dreams and hope of discovering wild like delights.
Tom and Jake stood at the rail, both peering out into the morning misty fog that by the advertised fliers they both read, made mention of this as if a curtain to keep away unwanted and prying eyes.
Eyes mostly of governmental sorts, but for the reality of it, Pleasure Island Amusement Park was of its self completely autonomous, being an independent governing state, a country small in size, but hosting the wealth equal to those much its greater.
"There, look I can see the top half of the ferris wheel!" Jake yelled out to all, he sounding as excited as those crowded tightly around him and Tom.
All eye were on the seeing more of the Park, all there except for someone with a staying hand. A hand that while everyone pressed Jake and Tom tighter to the side railing of the ferry; a curious hand slipped down the pants of Tom and began to give a friendly massage to his privates.
"Hey, oh hey, oh, oh..." Tom moaned, the massage did something to him, he first felt outrage at its coming, but this faded, and a quelling passive desire fell over him, he suddenly changed his mind about wanting to take rides, and then felt a desire to seek out things more lurid and sadistic.
As Jake stood watching and with almost all there had their eyes sent for seeing more of the Park and its attractions; Tom with his masseuse of molding pleasures did work his way out of the crowd and soon stood with his newest good friend near to the ferry cabin.
"You like the touching and the feeling, don't you my young friend? You are tense with anticipation for coming to Pleasure Island, but forget those silly rides, seek out and venture to the clubs, or those lessor places of ill repute that like me can give and mold you into something more, being ever so different, and granting to you a completely new look at life." This so said by that which appeared as if a young lad, but spoke softly as if a woman of knowing intent to disavow Tom from all his hopes and personal values.
Coaxing of Tom into a private cabin had little trouble, as with the warm hand massaging his maleness he swooned for more of the till then a strange sensation.
Once inside the private world of this young looking man, Tom found himself the epedemy of what this man wanted, he doing all sorts of things to Tom. The strangest of them all was when Tom stood undressed and showing off his best, the other with him took from a jar and brush in hand, began painting Tom black.
When standing coated in the black and oily feeling slime, the slightest of sea breeze coming into that cabin did assault Tom and force his maleness to rise and feel aroused.
He stood aroused physically, but as well mentally longing for more of what lurid and or perverted play his new found friend wished to offer.
Greased with sticky black oily slime, Tom watched as with well trained hands his new friend did cup over the rigid end of an aroused male shaft a small flat ended cannister with blink red and yellow lights.
Suddenly, the burning sensation came from the end to his blessed young tool. It seared like a hot iron, making the thrill he had felt so enveloped by, begin to turn to something of fear, horror, and wondering.
"Oh, oh, oh...," Tom moaned, the sudden pain and heat struck and faded, as then a friendly hand removed the cannister, showing to Tom and his surprise the end to his shaft held not a sign of ever having had a circumcision.
The shaft had to it a flared but flattened end, the glands changed to be a thick ring around that dull end to what felt more exciting and offer Tom a new want to feel and use it more.
Tom looked up from his wild eyed stare at how he had just lost his physical association with being born to a Christian home. At first, his thoughts fell to thinking of this as something of a physical dishonoring, but that thought faded as more happened to his youthful self.
"How every nice, and quite proper too, as soon, when this ferry docks at the Island, you shall disembark first, walking off the ferry with all of those foolhardy boys, men, and various fewer girls, walking to your rear, giving you a place of honor for all to be witness." The female voiced male youth so said, offering to a weakening Tom the thought of some new sort of grandeurs to come.
This made Tom as more willing to place his body and future into the knowledgeable hands of this new found friend.
"Do with me what yopu wish, I am yours to make as you see fit, let me become so sensual that all who see me shall swoon!" Tom said, beckoning on whatever this friend had in mind for such as was Tom.
Smiling with a form of menacing maniacal glee at hearing Tom expound his willingness to be as anything offered; that new found friend did then take from his bag of tricks, something that Tom thought was an oversize bicycle pump.
Held up and pointed toward a wide eyed and surprised face, the new friend did work the plunger, pumping it, and spewing forth upon the still sticky slime covering Tom, a fuzzy coating of reddish color.
Instantly as the flocking touched the slime, each and every thousands of tiny seedling hairs did attach and spike into the skin of Tom.
Feeling as if assaulted by a host of pin sticking into his skin, Tom begged his friend to stop. asking then to return to the side of his forgotten friend, Jake.
"Too late for such as he, you are prepared for my Mistress and when we disembark from this ferry, a fine red roan pony stallion shall you be and prance with an eagerness to try that new shaft, delving it deeply into a wanting mare, and being for all to see as a stud sex crazy animal!" So said this so thought of then as a friend turned wizard, witch, and or worse.
Tom wanted to run, but one look downward had him aghast at the sight of seeing how his toes by the blackening slime had fused together, becoming as obvious to anyone, as a horse hoof.
"No...this is not real," Tom bemoaned, groaning as he behest his change of self and a future of being some sex crazed beast for the delight of perverse people.
The fuzz sprang up, coating and covering the previously lightly tanned skin of one just about outside his time of puberty.
Tom stroked a changing hand across what became as his black horse hide skin with a smooth thick coating of short furry hairs.
He stood in such aw of his new furry hide he forgot to watch his new found friend. A stabbing pain at the peak of his rump and to the end of his spine brought Tom back to what was his new reality.
"One injection of the "Reformation Formula," set here at the end of the spine begin the radical transitions from being human, to becoming equine!' Announced the young man, he taking both hands and gripping hard at his face, did then rip away the mask, showing then the face of a young woman with golden colored eyes.
Seeing this made Tom feel true fear for his self and he turned to run out of that cabin, but tripped, and fell on his face to the wood floor.
Just then his legs felt racked with horrid cramping pains, he squealed with agony, as human leg muscles felt the onslaught of the full effect caused by the "Reformation Formula."
Jerking from the shocking strikes of harsh pain, Tom could but lay there and groaning, watched as his human legs conformed so quickly, becoming in total as if he were born with legs, feet, and hoof as of a colt.
Shaking then with muscular convulsions running in waves up and surrounding his torso, Tom felt his insides rendering to change, be knew he would be as what the young woman wished of him, he was to be soon a stallion pony, a stud breeder, and the prime item in some staged sex show at Pleasure Island, a lurid amusement park made for the very foolhardy.