A young man, no older than 30 stands up, with his arm raised. Somewhat overweight, with short, dirty blond hair, he wore jeans, sneakers and a white t-shirt.
"If it's alright with everyone else, I'd like to go next," he said.
"What makes you suddenly wish to volunteer?" asks the Madam.
"Well, I've always wanted to be transformed like we've seen tonight and I figured if I volunteered, I'd get a chance to have a hand in what I get turned into," he replied.
"What's your name, young man?" she asked.
"Nate," he replied.
"Scotty, Jack, do you mind if he goes next?" asked the Madam.
Both boys quickly shook their heads no, both unsure of what they wanted to be transformed into. The Madam nodded and motioned for Nate to come on stage. Nate quickly ran up to the front of the stage and joined the Madam and Stephen on stage.
"So, what is it that you wish to become?" she asked.
"Well, I have a proposition. I've always wanted to become a mythical creature, but they all sound cool to me, so I figured I'd leave it up to the audience to decide what I get turned into. My only stipulations is that I keep my own gender and for me to be able to turn back to my human self at will," replied Nate.
"That sounds like a bit of fun for our audience. What shall it be folks? What do we want to see this strapping young man become? A satyr? A Minotaur? A Merman? A centaur? A Dragon perhaps? A werewolf, transformed under the glow of the full moon that hangs over this tent now? You get to decide, by a show of hands..."
Nate watched, anxious and excited to see what he would become...