“Um, I guess the funhouse sounds okay,” Marcia says. Pamela smiles a big toothy grin and claps, “Yay!” Savannah and Carrie roll their eyes as they head toward the Funhouse
The building is decorated with bright lights, but also a lot of images of donkeys. Girls are running in laughing. Just outside the funhouse was a large set of beer taps where girls were filling up before they enter.
“Wow, that’s convenient,” Savannah laughs and leads the girls to the tap. “Hey, wait,” Marcia stops her, “I think we’ve all had enough, don’t you.” The girls all look at Marica and then to each other. They breakout laughing. “OMG Marcia, you almost had me. You looked so serious,” Carrie laughs.
“Uh, yeah,” Marcia fake laughs, “I got you.” Marcia frowns as the girls fill up tall cups of beer and start to drink them down immediately. “Here Marcia,” Pamela smiles handing her a cup, “I got it for you since you voted for my idea.” Marcia half smiles and the girls start walking the ramp up into the funhouse.
The first thing they encounter is a massive spinning tunnel. They are careful not to fall as they cross, and spill their beers. After the tunnel, is an eerily lit corridor filled with the echoes of girls scream with delight at the funhouse.
Marcia can hardly see, but stays close to the bodies in front of her. They emerge over a large pool with a rope bridge going across and the first bit of light since the outside. Marcia’s heart starts to race as she looks at her friends in the new light.
Savannah’s ears have gotten longer and are now tall above her head. Not only that, but her fingers have swollen up and her nails darkened. Pamela’s nostrils have turned dark as well, and her lips have swollen. Sticking out of the back of her short skirt, was a long fleshy tail, swinging back and forth. Carrie’s tail had blossomed a thick tassel at the end and her ears had grown long and pointed.
Marcia couldn’t even speak as she watched the girls inspect the bridge. “Be careful ladies,” Savannah laughs and takes a long swing of her beer. She starts across with Pamela and Carrie behind her.
Marcia steps onto the bridge and looks down. About five feet down was a large swimming pool with several girls splashing around. Another girl comes screaming out of a tube on the wall and falls in.
On the other side of the bridge, Marcia leans up against the wall, her head spinning. She takes a long swig of her beer and swallows, but only then realizes what she just did. She threw the cup to the ground and cough and spit the rest out of her mouth.
“Come on Marcia, hurry up,” Pamela calls as the girls turn a corner. Marcia, was not determined to tell them what was happening, “you guys, you have to listen to me. You… you…” Marcia puts her hands to her head and feels dizzy. A warm feeling comes over her, the beer giving her a slight buzz once more.
She takes a deep breath and smiles. She runs to catch up to the girls who are heading through a hall of mirrors. They bump into each other and the walls and watch the reflections of themselves bouncing all around. Marcia bumps into Pamela and laughs. “Sorry,” Pamela laughs, but her voice is slightly hoarse, “where’s your beer?” Marcia looks at her hands, “aw man, I lost it somewhere.” Pamela smiles, “here have some of mine.”
Marcia graciously accepts the beer and is about to take long sip when she looks at her own reflection in the mirror. Her ears have started to grow, they pulled up her earrings and stopped just below the top of her head….