Beth looked back over her shoulder feeling rather giddy. She was finally getting to change and do what she had signed up to do. And as she looked back she felt something push out of her spine just above her butt. And as Beth looked, she could see the skirt she was wearing seeming to raise up in the back as what would be her tail continued to grow behind her.
"I'm changing!" Beth exclaimed with a smile, even while her panties began to feel tight around her waist.
"Yes, you are," she heard the ringmaster replied, his voice taking a slight growling edge to it, "You must be proud of that."
"I'd need at least a male with me to have a pride," Beth answered and then gave a grunt as a tawny gold tail finally grew long enough that her underwear snapped and fell to her feet. It was tipped with a blackish brown tassel of longer fur, "Will you be my male? Give me cubs?"
Beth wasn't bothered by speaking in animal terms. As claws burst from her fingertips and then pulled into protective sheaths she then looked towards her front and down at herself and marveled at her changes. She had come here deliberately and had looked to change. Pleasure Island made for a great escape and Beth had seen the stories of people coming back feeling rather pleased and with reservations to go back the next summer, and there were some cases where someone stated they never wanted to leave and wanted to work on Pleasure Island, so long as they could keep experiencing what they experienced while on vacation. And now Beth was getting her chance to be part of that. It was all she wanted. Her reverie was soon broken by something else. It was a scent, a powerful scent. It was the scent of a male lion, and the scent made her feel wet.
"Oh yes..." Beth said slowly and smiled, feeling her teeth change, growing longer and sharper, designed to fit the muzzle of lion. Her own skull briefly snapped and cracked and Beth even watched as a leonine muzzle pushed out in front of her eyes, but she found herself too aroused to care, "You better give me a roaring good time."
"I promise you my dear, I will give you all you want and more," she heard the ringmaster reply, "and I will defend you until the end of my days."
"Good," Beth answered and moved her increasingly paw-like hands to her blouse and physically ripped it off, revealing a pair of growing furry breasts that were a lighter shade of tawny brown than her sides and shoulders were, "because I'm ready to carry cubs..."
Then, despite her arousal, Beth felt surprisingly cramped in her body. It felt like she was too small and her body seemed to respond. She slowly began to walk back toward the table that she and Clarissa had been seated at. As she did so, she felt her feet lengthen with each step. As they lengthened, Beth seemed to feel herself growing taller and taller. As she did so, her musculature grew larger and more powerful to suit the frame she was now carrying. The more lion-like she became the more excited she felt. Her jealousy at being the last to change also vanished. She wasn't human any more, and soon she would be mating just as furiously as all the other animal-like people were. As she passed the couch where Clarissa and Bill where mating, each giving out loud growls and roars as Bill thrust into Clarissa.
"Hey Clarissa, I got a bet for you," Beth called to her friend.
"Unnnnrrrrggggghhhh," Clarissa grunted back, "Hu..."
Beth watched as her friend paused her mating and turned her head to look toward her.
"Lioness... I'm... uuuunnnnnnnnrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh... busy," Clarissa grunted.
"Having fun?" Beth asked, feeling her nipples poke through the fur on her chest, knowing that the ringmaster was following her.
"God... yes!" Clarissa replied.
"See?" Beth gave a smile, "Anyway... bet I roar louder than you when I cum..."
"Then... yooooouuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrd... beeeeeeeeeeetttttttttuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... get... staaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrttttttttted," Clarissa moaned out and redoubled her efforts to mate with Bill, with Beth's ears only picking up the growls and grunts of two bears.
Beth only smiled and moved over to the table she'd been at before and began to lean over it, her tail raised and with it's tassel twitching happily. Beth then looked back again to see the ringmaster moving toward her. Like everyone else in the bar, he'd become a creature that was part human and part animal, but what made Beth drool in lust was his exact species. He'd become a magnificent male lion-person. His head and shoulders were surrounded by a thick black mane and he was covered in tan brown fur, and between his legs was a very large erection. Not as large as the male elephant's, but then lions were smaller than elephants, so it was okay. His muscles were also perfect... perfect for defending her... perfect for defending her cubs...perfect for defending their territory.
"Okay, buddy, my bet has been made," Beth said to him and presented herself with her genitals dripping in anticipation, "let's join all the others..."
"Yes," the ringmaster nodded, "Let's roar, my dear."
"Oooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Beth moaned and gripped the table tightly in her paws as she then felt the ringmaster's member entered her from behind, and soon the both of them joined the others in giving out their cries of passion.