There's only one exit from the room with the pile of fur, and when you go through it you immediately find yourself in another room with white-painted walls and a spinning hypno wheel at one end. Before you can locate the way out of this room, though, your eyes are drawn to the rotating, mesmeric spiral and unconsciously you start walking towards it, mouth parted slightly.
As you do, a man's voice comes from a speaker built into the wheel...
"Looking good, dude," it says admiringly. "Do you *feel* good?" The voice is low and husky, hypnotic in itself.
"Yes," you murmur, eyes still glued to the spiral. "Terrific."
"And are you enjoying yourself?"
"Oh yes!" Your ears twitch excitedly. "Can't wait to see what's next."
"That's good. That's what we want to hear." The voice chuckles softly. "Now move a bit closer. Come on..."
Smiling, you do as he asks, unaware that as you move forward the fur that's stuck to your clothes has started to moving too. Like iron filings drawn by a magnet, it migrates to the parts of your skin that haven't been covered by fur, filling in the gaps, until your arms and legs are completely coated in hair. Only your neck and face remain free of the stuff, though the hair on your head feels longer now, particularly at the back.
Idly you reach up to stroke it as the voice from the speaker continues to address you.
"Now, there's something I'd like you to do for me," it says slowly and seductively. "Something I think you'll really enjoy."
"Oh yeah?" you say, curious, though your voice sounds faraway to your ears.
"Mmmm. And I want you to do it right now..."
Eyes glazed, you stare at the still-spinning hypno wheel as the unseen speaker asks you to...