The truth was, Mary had found out from her doctor that she had lung cancer, and only had
a year left to live.
She came to Pleasure Island knowing she would die soon. She figured she may as well go
out partying.
It was night, and from her coughing, she knew she'd never see another sunrise.
She sat by herself, on a bench smoking weed.
At that moment, a woman appeared to her. She looked 30 or less, had long black hair,
black lips and eyeshadow, and red eyes with slit pupils. She wore a backless black dress,
long black gloves, and a skull necklace. What got Mary's attention was that the woman had
long, pointy ears, and big black butterfly wings on her back.
She grinned cruelly at Mary, showing her sharp fangs.
"Enjoying your last puff, Mary?" she asked, her voice sounding like a 3-year-old girl's.
"Who are you?" Mary asked "And how do you know my name?"
"How rude of me." she said, still sounding 3 "Allow me to introduce myself: I'm Mordicia,
the Black Fairy. No doubt you've heard of my more famous sister - the Blue Fairy. And I
know more than just your name - I know your whole life! Your parents were druggies, and
you got addicted at the early age of ten, which if memory serves, is the same year you got
all those piercings. You have lung cancer, and you'll die tonight! I always know when
people are going to die. I've seen your case hundreds of times - I'm never wrong about
these things. You literally smoked your life away, and now you're paying for it."
With that, Mordicia put her left hand on Mary's heart. "What are you doing?" she asked.
"You were about to die, Mary." she said "I'm keeping your heart beating so that you can
hear what I have to say." "What's that?" Mary asked "My sister helps wayward people find
their way in life. I'm sure you know the story of Pinochio, right? How this island turns
people into donkeys and other things. People smoke themselves silly, and get what they
deserve. I feel sorry for you though, so I'm willing to make a deal with you. I'll purge your
body of cancer and tar. You'll always have perfect health, you'll also never age or die -
you'll live forever, but there's a catch - it won't be as a normal human girl!"
"What will I be?" Mary asks. "You'll be a donkey-girl, of course." she replies "Don't worry -
you'll keep your brain and your speech. Not only that, but you'll also be able to talk to
donkeys: they'll understand you, and you'll understand them. You'll also be able to make
them stand up on their hind legs while you talk to them. You'll also have a mission: you
must rally an army of half-human-half-donkeys to overthrow the island, and liberate all
the victims-turned-donkey. You will be their queen, and become very beautiful once
crowned - you'll still be a donkey-girl though. You'll then pick a donkey-boy to be your
husband, and he'll live forever with you. So do we have a deal?"
Mary realized she didn't have much of a choice. "Yes," she said "do it and get it over with."
"That's the spirt." Mordicia said happily, and with that, she used her magic to cleanse and
transform Mary. It was all over in an instant. Her ears were long donkey ears, she had a tail
with a black tuft at the end, reverse-jointed legs ending in black hooves, thick black
fingernails, and a short donkey muzzle. Her clothes now fit her new body. She pulled out a
mirror to look at herself. She smiled, revealing big donkey teeth. "I gotta admit," she said
smiling "I look pretty funny with my black lipstick and nose-ring on this face!"
"I'm glad you like it, Mary." Mordicia said "Now I must go. Good luck on your mission -
you'll need it!" and with that, she flew away.
"So what now?" she thought to herself "She never put me on a time-limit, and she never
said I couldn't have a bit of fun first, but I DO feel sorry for all those victims. What should I
do first?"