Marcia looks at her new long ears and laughs. “That is so weird,” Marcia smiles and takes a long sip of beer. Pamela pulls on her shirt and gestures to continue through the hall of mirrors.
Pamela and Marcia catch up with Carrie and Savannah by a large water slide. “Time to get wet,” Savannah laughs and flashes her tongue devilishly. She chugs her beer and tosses the cup into a pile of discarded cups. Going head first, she throws herself down the slide.
Carrie, Pamela, and Marcia all follow her lead, but aren’t as brave. They go feet first and slide down the wicked twists and turns until they are finally spilled out into the large pool. They all laugh and wade their way through the four feet of water to the stairs. They climb out, totally drenched and their clothes clinging to the bodies. “Good thing I came prepared,” Savannah smiles and lifts up her shirt. Underneath, she’s wearing a bikini top, but that’s not all. A small patch of fur has formed in between her breasts and trails all the way down to her shorts.
She wrings out her shirt and ties it around her waist. Carrie did the same, but was not as prepared. She just had her bra, but also a long thick trail of fur down her back, forming a large cluster around the top of her butt and going all the way up into her full neck of hair.
Pamela does the same, but has no fur growing on her body, but on her neck and face. Marcia, not wanting to be unpopular, removed her shirt and exposed her bra. She couldn’t see any fur growing on her, which almost disappointed her.
The girls continued through the funhouse to a chamber filled with shaking bridges. They moved left and right, up and down, back and forth. “Oh man,” Carrie says, “I think I’m gonna be sick.” The other girls quickly move away from her and race down the bridge. On the other said, Carrie makes it across. “Okay, that was close,” Carrie groans, “are we almost out of here?”
The girls look up to a set of stairs leading out, however, the stars are foam rubber and are squashed by their weight. They make their way carefully up them to the outside, only to find the exterior 2nd floor railing leading across the length of the funhouse.
Carrie sighed in frustration and the girls walked along the railing looking at silly bulging mirrors. Marcia looked down into the crowd of girls. They were all looking rather beastly. Long ears, tails, muzzles, and fur everywhere. “I guess we’re all making asses out of ourselves,” Marcia says laughing, “HA HA HA HEEEEEE HAWWWW.”
The other girls look over at Marcia, very curiously. Marcia looks back at them for a moment, and then smiles spread across their faces. They all break out into laughter. “Wow Marcia, you sound like a donkey,” Savannah laughs, “HEE HAW HEE HAW.” Carrie laughs at Savannah, “so do you!” They all laugh some more.
Savannah’s ears turned dark brown as fur spread across them, and fur grew down the back of her legs. Carrie’s ears stretched up higher and the tips of her shoes ripped open slightly. Pamela’s laughs were becoming more labored as her face stretched slightly. Her tail flourished with a tassel and the hair on her neck started to form into a mane.
Marcia wiped the tears of laughter from her eyes and looked at the patches of fur growing up her arms. She looked at one of the bulgy mirrors and saw her ears were longer and that she now had a long piece of flesh dangling behind her.
Then…