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“Uh, dude? I don’t feel so right.” Jack was well into his photoshoot on the rocks of a mysterious island with a fortressed carnival in its center.

“Don’t worry about it, Jack,” his photographer said. “You’re doing great. Now, unbutton your shirt for me.” Jack did as he was told, and his suspicions that something was amiss was confirmed. Although he already had a healthy dusting of chest hair, but he now noticed that it was much thicker and darker.

“No, man. Something’s wrong. I don’t have this much hair,” Jack objected.

“Shut up and pose,” the photographer ordered, suddenly much sterner. Despite his misgivings, Jack obeyed, striking a sensual pose on the rock he sat on. And as the photographer raised his camera to snap the photo, he smiled sinisterly.

Jack’s changes had begun. Not only had his body hair thickened and grown in places it hadn’t been before, but his nose had started to brown and twist upwards, his ears had grown pointed and flopped forward and upward, also growing a thick coating of hair. The middle digits on his hands had fused together and were slowly pulling the outer fingers in as well. Where his fingernails used to be was now the beginnings of a hard, black hoof. And from his ass, clearly visible in the photo the photographer was taking, a ropey tail had erupted, swishing back and forth.

“Good,” the photographer said, breaking Jack’s trance. “These are good.”

Jack noticed the changes that had become of him. “What the hell?” he shouted. “What’s going on? What is this place?”

The photographer smirked at him before saying, “Pleasure Island.”