The next morning, the alarm went off at 6:45 and everyone quickly got out of bed. Jake rubbed the sleep from his eyes and looked
across at Fennec. He yelped in surprise.
"What's wrong, Bane?" the fox asked.
"Your...Your...Ears!"
Fennec no longer had human ears, and the animal ones on his head were no longer on a headband but attached to his head and
moving. Fennec laughed and flicked his tail, which was now attached as well.
"Oh, it's okay," he said reassuringly, "It's just part of the job. Look at yourself."
Jake reached up and found that he too was missing his human ears and that the ones from his uniform were responding to his
thoughts. He then tried to flick his tail and found that the thick appendage was attached as well.
"What the heck?!" Jake said, frightened, "No one said anything about this."
"Didn't the owner of the island tell you on the boat?" Fennec asked.
"Uh..."
"Were you paying attention?" Fennec gave him a stern look.
"No," Jake admitted.
"What's wrong down there?" Lago asked and poked his head down between the beds.
"Lutro didn't pay attention to the Pleasure Island owner on the ride over," Fennec explained.
"You didn't think it might be important to listen about your new job on a place called Pleasure Island?" Onca asked, stepping down from
the bed's ladder.
"Okay, well, I'll explain," Lago sighed. "You're here now, so there's no going back. Pleasure Island is an adult amusement park. They
use state of the art science mixed with pure magic to fulfill the fantasies of their visitors."
"Magic?" Jake asked disbelievingly.
"Have you looked at your ears?" Lago explained, shutting Jake up. "Anyway, being selected for Club Merah requires that you be young
and appealing. Notice that we're all in shape, handsome, and fairly well endowed? That's because this is a furry gay bar. The people
who come in here are literally animals. Anthromorphic ones, but still animals. You were transformed for your job to be part animal, it will
wear off once you leave the island. You may be a waiter like me or a dancer like Onca and Fennec. Either way, you'll probably be
required to have sex with the customers."
"What?!" Jake yelped again, "But we're underage!"
"Anything's legal on Pleasure Island."
"I'm not gay!"
"That potion you took last night not only made you part animal, but it's a special aphrodisiac. If anything slightly sexual occurs, you'll
want to do it. Besides, you signed the contract when you came here, remember?"
So that's what that form on the boat was, Jake thought to himself. Well, you're screwed now. Probably literally, too.
"So in a nutshell, I've been transformed into a part animal sex-craving whore at a gay bar for half-man half-animal adults."
"Pretty much," Lago said.
"What kind of messed up place is this?! Who would make kids turn into animals and have gay sex?! And why would you guys come
back?!"
"I'm actually gay," Lago said.
"I need the money," Fennec answered.
"I just wanted to get away from home and do something I knew my parents would hate," Onca replied, "But this wasn't exactly what I'd
had in mind either. Like Fennec said, though, $9,000 sure talks. Plus tips and service fees."
"Besides," Lago went on, "There are rules. You have to agree to the sex part, though the potion makes you more likely to. And there's
guards everywhere. Nothing will happen if you really don't want it to."
"Come on, guys, it's almost 7:00," Fennec said.
"Everything else will be explained by Ozzy," Lago told Jake and they left for the bar room.
The bar room wasn't open yet, but all the workers were there. The ones Lago had told Jake about yesterday were there. The anthro
bear at the bar, Brer. The guards, Chuck and Clint, an anthro tiger and anthro lion at the door. And Ozzy, an anthro otter, ready to
explain to the kids what their jobs were.
"Okay, all the new guys up here," he said, "Return employees go to your stations."
Four boys stepped up to the otter while the rest either went to the bar or the stage. Jake looked at the other Three: a wolf, a weasel,
and a raccoon. Jake was surprised to see that the raccoon was Dean. Dean noticed him as well and nodded in recognition.
"I'll bet you're all a little worried about your new jobs?" Ozzy asked. He had a kind face and seemed like he really cared. "You all were
given the choice to stay or go, so I'll assume you're alright with what's asked of you?"
The wolf nodded excitedly, but the weasel did so reluctantly. Dean and Jake didn't know what to do, so they both just shrugged.
"Okay, then," Ozzy seemed slightly confused, but also seemed as though he had seen these reactions before. "Well, I'll assign your
jobs, and then we'll go over them. I have your real names here, but let's learn your nicknames. So I'll point and you tell."
"Varg," the wolf answered when pointed to.
"Wes," the weasel boy responded.
"Bandit," Dean answered.
"Lutro," Jake told him.
"Okay, Varg, Wes, Bandit, and Lutro. Well, Varg, you'll be a dancer." The wolf boy did a fist pump and went over to the stage. "Wes,
you'll be a waiter." The weasel acknowledged the decision sullenly. "Bandit, you'll be a waiter as well." Dean showed his acceptance
and followed Wes to the bar. "And Lutro, you'll be..."