"Well,", the man continued, "you are here because we have customers interested in tranformees that may not be purchased on the official market. This can mean all sort of things. Some may want a special pet for their kids, others like to know where their meat comes from and still others may end up a expensive sex companions." All this came in a freindly, casual way, but the murmuring in the room showed that the girls slowly realized the full extent of what had been said. They were to exchange their former lives for some freakish existence and maybe even premature death. But the man did not seem to care a bit, instead, he began to make a tour of the room, followed by two young male assistants that looked much like apprentice-thugs. He came to the first bed, leaning her head as much as her current restraints allowed, Leonie could see it was a very young, slim blond girl. The man carefully touched her, felt her and there and then turned to his assistants. "Difficult case. Any suggestions?" "Dunno, maybe a little bunny?", the first said, only to be interrupted by the second: "Not cury enough, I reckon. To me she looks like a cat." "Good idea!", their master tuned in. "We indeed have a customer looking for a kitty. Lucky you, I'd say!", he addressed the girl. Lucky indeed, considering the alternatives, Leonie thought to herself. The men, meanwhile, had already moved on to a rather chubby black girl. "Gosh, I wonder who got us this little fatty here.", the master commented, ignroring the girls sobs while he poked her belly and breasts. "Make her a hog. Maybe one of the arabs is gonna take her, they like this sort of fat meat." The girl burst in tears until one of the younger men hit her hard across the face and told her to shut up. Number three in the round was a red-haired beauty. Tall with a perfect waste-to-hip ratio as Leonie could see even as the girl was lying. "Oh good. Perfect.", was the masters appreciation. "We have a customer looking for a fox-girl for his private entertainment. You'll much stay as you are, only with a bushy tail and some pointed ears and then it's all sex and fun for you." With that he moved on, leaving the girl between relief and anxious expectation. Now came a dark-haired girl, rather cheap looking and with huge breasts. "Udder like a cow, so that's what you gonna be. mark her up for this farmer who was looking for a prize-winning cow. I'm sure we can get him one, 'Bessy'.", the master advised his assistants. Then he suddenly stood before Vicky, who until now had still felt like in a bad dream, having been hit harder by the knock-out serum than Leonie. But now she forced herself to listen. "Very nice, you two are friends, right?" he, adressed them, including Leonie in his judgment. "You'll be happy to hear that you can stay together. It's a bit unusual, but I have a customer ready to pay a tremendous amount for a pair, so you'll be ..."