Marcia looks over at Savannah and has to blink her eyes to make sure. Savannah’s ears were growing. They grew into tall points, her earrings shifting up from her lobes into the length. Marcia smiles and looks down at her cup of beer, “wow, this is some serious stuff,” she laughs.
“What’d you say Marcia,” Pamela asks. Marcia turns, “I said this is some…” Marcia can’t finish her thought when she looks at her. Pamela’s nose was wide across her face with her nostrils flared outward. She smiles at Marcia, with large blocky teeth. Marcia looks over at Carrie who was talking to Savannah. She looked fine, except for the long piece of flesh dangling from her shorts.
“Are you guys feeling okay,” Marcia asks. Savannah and Carrie turn and look. “Yeah,” Savannah shrugs. Carrie and Pamela just nod. Marcia just snickered and then went white. She thought about herself for a moment and her heart started to race. Marcia ran from the group to a nearby restroom and made straight for the mirror.
She looked herself over up and down, front and back… nothing. Everything was normal. The same could not be said of many of the other girls in the bathroom. One had long ears like Savannah, others had fleshy tails, broad noses, and one was barefoot with thick dark nails on her feet.
“What’s going on here,” she thought, “what’s happening to them.” She looked at herself in the mirror, “is it going to happen to me, too?”
“Hey Marcia? Are you through in there, we wanna check out a few more places,” Savannah called from outside. “uh… yeah, just a second,” Marcia stammered and splashed some cold water on her face.
Marcia walks out to where the girls are standing, but couldn’t take her eyes off their changes. “So, I was thinking the funhouse,” Pamela started. “No way, so lame,” Carrie interrupts, “I say we hit another roller coaster.” Savannah points across to a club, “I wanna hit the clubs.”
Everyone looks at Marcia. “Well,” Savannah asks impatiently…