Jill sobs as the terror of her private moment alone with Bill is shattered by his changing demeanor. As she struggles to stand the sex cream tube falls from her crimping hand. Holding onto some wooden shipping cases her legs wobble from change and fear.
"Bill I'm sorry, I'm so sorry honey! I thought the man was very helpful and friendly when I purchased that stuff. Hell I bought it from the Island Apothacary! A moan from the darkness behind the crate sends Jill into a fit of sobs.
The sound in the background of people coming in a rush to save lives or aid those who for a poor reason now reside inside the park.
The men push the big crates to one side in an effort to light the area of tragedy. On the floor of the warehouse lays a young man in his late thirties. Signs of a oncoming beastial exsistance is made lasting marks on his body. Moaning the feeling of burning pains he strives to cover his privates with shortening arms and very small hands.
A stretcher is laid aside the man and he is slid onto the canvas. Smiles of known reactions cover the faces of the highly paid Rescue Team. Bill is strapped down and four men carry him to a waiting vehicle for a short ride to the Pleasure Island Research Farm.
A screaming and totally out of control lady pleads for them to take her to where her love and husband has gone. The humor of that moment is not seen in her eyes as the men laugh while her clothes are cut from off her body. Naked she lay as course hairs spread and sprout from many pores in her changing skin.
The men are careful not to touch her hide as the change might spread to their body as well. Laytex gloves that run almost to the shoulder cover exposed skin from a terrible fate. Jill touches her once smooth and soft skin as it toughens and covers over with course two inch long hairs.
A vehicle has pulled up close to a side dorr away from the busy boardwalk filled with peering and questionable eyes. A man holding her under each arm she escorted from the warehouse to a waiting livery vehicle. Jill's screams renew with ugency at the sight of a vehicle expressly made to haul livestock. In her mind she well understood what the cream had started and now her marriage and future were in ruins.
One Rescue worker looks at her with a evil grin and says, "Best not waste this expensive stuff!" As then he squeezed the bulk of the cream tube and with gloves smeared her face and neck with the oily cream.
A burning sensation from Hell itself began as Jill screamed of searing pain. Tied into the rear of the vehicle she could not even touch her rapidly changing face and neck. Scrambling about her body bulged where once was slim and trim. Her nice pouty breasts dwindled to a almost flat brown nipple as they took their place next to six more.
Fingers and toes cramped over into tight stiff knobs. The bouncing from bumps hit by the vehicle made her aches worse. Straining to focus her changing eyes she saw what appeared to be a tail sprouting from off her butt. This reaization brought renewed screams of horro as she thought about becoming an animal.
At last the ride came to an end as the men stepped down from the vehicles cab and walking to the vehicles rear gate yelled, " Hey slim we got a real nice breeder for the sow pens!"