The girls stand huddled together, they had expected to find their street clothes where they took them off, in that room. Oddly, when they entered the room, not a stitch of their clothing was there, they checked the closet, but it too was bare.
"We cannot go out into public looking like this!" Krissie grumbled, and just as she did the lights in the room flickered out. They stood there stunned for a moment, scared of what night happen next, as from the ceiling then flashed on some purple ultraviolet lights.
The luminescent lighting was similar to that outside in the bar; where they were witness to all the crowd changing then into donkeys.
Suzie, she the tougher girl of the four, was the leader that seemed to be alert more often, foreseeing problems before they got into trouble. It happened as they stood nervously waiting, that Suzie made a moaning sound, something so worrisome her friends thought she might be getting sick.
Beckie reached a friendly hand to touch the shoulder of Suzie, but upon laying her hand down, the feeling of a thickening pelt of coarse fur seemed sprouting at that moment.
"Golly Suzie, what is all over you?" Beckie asked, as she turning did look at her friends and took note how they too had broad patches of growing fur beginning to cover their nudity.
"You ready in here, nope not yet, give it about fifteen more minutes, by then you should be able to travel." Said that woman who they thought was the dance manager,.
The intensity of the purple lighting kept getting brighter, soon so enlightening that one friend saw the other, they all having long furry ears, furry bodies, and from being nervous as they stood waiting, their donkey tails swished side to side.
Suzie darted to the room door, finding it locked from the other side, she beat her fists on it, screaming as her voice changed, becoming raspy and coarse, coarse like the fur rapidly covering her whole body.