"I... I..." Tim turned to Madame Illusia. "I can't do it."
The crowd booed and hissed. Some began to throw popcorn before the Madame calmed them.
"You can't or you won't? There is a vast difference, young man." She spoke to him as a mother would.
"I..." Tim looked back at James who, while ravishing, still had those doe eyes. "won't." The crowd groaned.
"I see." Tim thought she would be disappointed but she seemed to simply shrug it off. "Well gentlemen, we have to respect his wishes, I suppose." Tim felt awkward, his dick began to lose its stiffness and James breathed a sigh of relief.
"Of course," a chill went down Tim's spine, "I said that coming up here did bring with it certain risks." She grinned at the crowd whose mood turned from disappointment to one of anticipation. "If you won't take a woman then maybe you should join him."
More clapping and Tim began to have it dawn on him that on stage was not the place to be. He was about to escape when the stomp of the Madame's foot stopped him dead in his tracks.
"I don't think so." Growled out of her mouth. "Get over here and get on your hands and knees."
Tim's mind was ready to run out of the tent, pantless, and not stop until he was miles away and breathless. His body was not his own. It came about and did as she commanded. On his knees, he set his hands upon the stage and started to cry. He looked up at her, at this woman, and wanted to plead for mercy but the words wouldn't come.
"Because you wouldn't seize the opportunity I will let someone else but first I think I'll prep another girl." Tim knew what was coming. As much as he delighted, secretly, in James' transformation he was not eager to join him.
"I don't want to be a girl or an animal." He was able to say as he sucked up the snot oozing from his nose.
"But deary, you'll be both." She looked at him curiously. Like a child deciding what to craft some putty into. "You're a meek one, aren't you?" Tim's face began to twitch. "You want to know what animal I think of when I think of meek?" Tim could feel something all over his body. Something ready to take him. "A mouse."
The Madame stepped back and let it happen. She saved herself the enjoyment from James' transformation and decided to make this a bit quicker but no less dramatic.
His short black hair began to turn auburn and then red as it lengthened over his face. From beneath the hair grew furry mouse ears that allowed him to, unfortunately, hear the men in the crowd.
"Oh fuck yes, a mouse girl." Said one man. Tim's nose twitched smaller and pinker.
"Hope this one has some big tits too." Another. Tim's button down shirt felt the strain of a growing pair of tits.
"Little prick didn't deserve that coon anyway." Chided yet another. Tim's dick shrunk and shrunk as a new pussy slit opened and sucked his maleness away.
"Where is that damn tail? Love those things." That man's words charmed it out like a snake. The tail went form small little appendage to full flung mouse tail in 10 seconds flat.
Tim could feel the fur covering him even as his feet lengthened and his sharper nails scrapped the wooden stage. A small muzzle pushed through the red hair of Tim's obscured face and he couldn't help but let out a squeak. A button from his shirt popped off and bounced off the stage floor; his bust was too much for it.
Panting, the changes slowed and Tim began to calm down. Not to leave him any moment to rest, the Madame came over and pulled the hair out of his face, revealing the very feminine mouse girl to the world. The crowd went wild, even as Tim looked like a dear, er, mouse in headlights. Madame pulled him up his his paws and tore his shirt open. His new breasts popped out and, if the crowd wasn't mad enough, they went a bit crazier.
Tim was 5'3" now, with an hourglass shape, white fur, red hair and a quivering lip.
"Can the Madame cook or can she cook?" Madame Illusia presented her latest work like a finely prepared meal.
James, happy to be out of the spotlight, had taken the weakening hold of Illusia as a moment to shut his legs and try and hide as much of himself as he could. He still couldn't bring himself to leave the stage though and as he looked at the back of Tim's new body, he felt a bit of pity for him.
"Now that I have two lovely anthro girls up here I guess I need two, REAL men to truly welcome them into womanhood."