Madame wasted little time getting to work. With strength you wouldn't normally find in a woman of her body-type, she ripped away Doug's clothes, leaving him exposed and embarrassed.
When he went to cover his manhood, she grabbed his hands and pushed them into the waiting grasp of two stagehands. Their grips were firm and after some initial tugs, Doug knew it was no good trying to break out. The Madame knelt down in front of him.
"Well, well, well, Doug. You've got some nice equipment down here," she commented while running her finger down the flaccid shaft.
Normally, the feeling of being touched like this would be right up Doug's alley but with the crowd and circumstances as they were, he hardly stirred.
"Shame you'll be more inclined to receive that give soon." And just like that she took him in her hand and folding the penis back past his balls and towards his taint. Rather than stop, a opening drew the equipment in and by the time she withdrew her hand, Doug was gasping at the sensation. Madame took her finger out slowly from him and traced a line over his clit and up to his belly button, leaving a trail of white hairs in her wake.
Doug could hardly believe that it was all over his manhood just like that. He knew by going for species that he would have likely faced such a change but thinking about it and actually going through it are two vastly different matters.
"Now," Madame said, rising to just inches away from Doug, "give momma some sugar."
Taking him firmly by the back of the head, she pulled him in for a tight kiss. It was wet and her tongue was writhing around his mouth before he had time to think. Not only that, her other hand was down on his ass, giving it a less that endearing squeeze. The longer the kiss went on, the more hoots came from the crowd and the less will Doug had to try and pull himself away. Also, as people began to notice, Doug's body was beginning the rest of its changes.
Doug's hair, a short tussle before, began to grow and change from root to tip from its previous dirty brown to a shining auburn hue. His cheeks looked almost to suck in with the powerful kiss but they remained high set and his lashed also gained length and his features softened. Some in the crowd even thought they saw his nose turn up and turn a lighter shade of pink but their faces were so close it was hard to be sure.
The stagehands, on some prearranged cue from the Madame, behind to turn Doug around until his back faced the crowd. It could now be seen that the Madame's grasping hand on Doug's butt had been working more magic. Gone was the pale, formless ass of a twenty-something male and in its place a taught, firm female butt of a nineteen year-old yoga instructor. The changes also extended down his legs which were now more "her" legs. There was even that lovely gap present between thighs and butt which was glorious indeed.
While everything got smaller, tighter, Doug's feet did not seem to follow suit. When he moved to the balls of his feet, finding the kiss more to his liking now for whatever reason, the audience saw they were feet larger and fatter with pads at the bottom. Some men started to suspect but the next act removed all doubt.
The Madame pulled away from Doug's lips, leaving them full and pouting, moist, front teeth a bit bigger, nose squared and pink, and whiskers poking out. Lest Doug regain some senses, the Madame didn't let Doug catch his breath. Moving her hand from his ass, she began to massage his clit slowly. He leaned on her, his legs quivering too much to stand on his own. She put her head on his shoulder and gave a wink to the crowd before giving a surprised look down his slim, firm back to just above his butt. A small wiggle could be seen which quickly budded into a squat tail most commonly seen on,
"A bunny!" Cried a man in the audience. The Madame grinned that they had finally grasped it.
"That's right," she began, taking either of Doug's ears in hand and pulling them up his head, through his long hair, and up and out into large, floppy rabbit ears.
An off-white fur began to spread from his tail, ears and crotch. With a nod to either man, Madame had the stagehands release Doug's reshaped, feminine arms which quickly went to Madame's sides for balance.
"I present to you, the new, improved Doug."
And she whirled him around like you would someone who went through a new makeover. In a lot of ways, this was true for Doug though not in the usual sense. The fur was just going up his stomach and covering his newly formed breasts. Easily in the DD range and quite perky, they made the bunny girl quite curvy and, judging by the number of camera flashes, quite popular.
Doug tried to cover himself but found his hands not up to the task; his boobs were too big and required both hands for proper concealment but that left his wetness clearly exposed. Doug instead moved closer to the Madame, somehow expecting protection. She put her arm around him and, for a moment, he somehow thought things would be alright.
"So," she squeezed Doug closer, "who wants a blowjob from my newest creation?"
Doug's worries were back and almost every hand in the audience shot up.