"Now what to do...to you." The Madame let out a small laugh as she looked him over, trying to decide.
"Make him super muscular! I want to see him burst out of his clothes!" yelled an Audience member. Nate watched a smile cross Madame Illusia's face and immediately got worried.
"Relax and try to enjoy it." said the Madame. She began chanting in her native language, none of which anyone there understood.
Nate felt every muscle in his body tense up. Something was defiantly happening. He started to feel itchy all over. He looked down at his arms and noticed small black hairs growing out. He looked up at the Madam, panicked.
"What did you do to me?" he exclaimed.
"Relax. It's all going to be okay."
Nate turned back to the audience, wondering how he got into this. The itchiness intensified as the hairs continued to grow. His skin was getting darker and more leathery. His muscles swelled as his shirt and pants tightened. He could feel his feet growing within his shoes and looked down, watching them tear apart, revealing two large, black hooves. Nate had to admit, part of him was enjoying this. He just hoped that if he was a good sport, the Madame would turn him back. He held up his arms and saw his fingers grow larger, darkening with the same leathery skin. His hands and arms were covered with shaggy black fur. He felt a dull pain on either side of his head and let out a grunt. He reached up and felt two horns growing out of his head. He now knew he was becoming a Minotaur. He decided he should hide his excitement, making gutteral cries out. "No, please..."
Nate could see the audience eating it up and they watched as the stitching on his shirt gave out, ripping away, revealing his huge, muscular and hairy chest. His pants likewise ripped apart, revealing his furry and bovine-esque legs, leaving just enough to cover his now decidedly larger private parts.. He let out one last bellow as his face pushed out into a bovine snout. The Madame walked back out, showing off her latest transformation.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Nate, the Minotaur!"
Stephan walked over and led Nate off the stage as the Madame carried on with the show. Stephan and Nate walked out of the tent and towards the Madame's trailer. He opened the door and gestured for the Minotaur to enter. Stephan followed him in. Nate sat down on the sofa and Stephan sat in the chair across from him.
"Admit it, you enjoyed your transformation."
Nate, unable to speak, nodded.
"I knew it. My mother has a proposition for you. She needs a ringer. Someone who she can transform into something impressive night after night, just to spice things up. Is that something you'd be interested in?"
Nate thought about it for a minute. He then nodded.
"Excellent. Wait here until after the show and the Madame will come back and discuss the details with you." replied Stephan.
Nate watched as Stephan exited the trailer and walked back to the tent. Transformed again and again. This was almost too good to be true. He looked over his transformed self and imagined being transformed into something every night there was a show. It would be awesome, he thought.