As Jessica stepped into the big top for her first time, she knew what followed would count among the worst experiences of her life. The circus'
first stop was a small county fair in the somewhere in the southern United States. The audience looked to be a bunch of overweight rednecks and
hicks. As Jessica moved to the center ring, she was catcalled by men in the audience, clearly the tight red dress that hugged her curves was doing
its job.
"Ladies and gentleman, who among you would like to make a request for, or perhaps join in on, Jessica's impending animalhood?" screamed the
ringmaster, whose name had still not been divulged to Jessica. Hands shot throughout the audience, the ringmaster honed in on one: "You sir,
come on down!"
As an extremely overweight young man with short blond hair lumbered down to the center ring, Jessica could already tell that this was going to be
bad transformation. "What is your name young man? And will you be joining young Jessica on her journey today, or just watching?" inquired the
ringmaster.
"I'm Zeke" laughed the man in a deep southern accent, "and I think I'll ve coming along for the ride."
The ringmaster waved his had and Jessica suddenly was compeled to play her part in the performance. She strutted over to Zeke, threw her arms
around his shoulders, and cooed in a seductive voice: "Well then Zeke, just what will we be turing into today?"