She walked down the walkway with your hand cupped around her own. Her eyes strayed to the Donkeys and the crapped confines of their crates. She looked at it darkly. She missed what you said as she slipped her hand lightly from your grasp and made her way over to the donkeys. She knelt down right at the edge of the wharf, her crystal blue eyes intent upon the white snout of the donkey. Their eyes were almost human, like they held secrets there that she would never be able to hear.

She looked back at you then smiled as she took your hand once again, heading towards the park as the hyperactive teenagers rushed forward.

"I don't think so... they wouldn't leave this many teenagers alone, they're not that stupid."

She then grinned.

"But maybe they are."

Her eyes widen as the large doors creaked open. She followed the contours of the wood even as she walked. Her head snapped back as the door closed. She rolled her eyes, did they really think that doors would keep her locked up here for the holiday. She wanted to experience the beach at night, and she would find a way somehow to get down there.

She hid a smile as you jump, you were so human. That was one of the reasons she liked you. You were so level headed but not to the point where nothing would surprise or shock you. She looked back at the amusement park. There was a large wooden roller coaster known as the Miner rumbling up to the crest of the tracks before it zipped down and flew around in many spirals and turns that had the occupants screaming.

Her smile widened as she breathed.

"Wow..."
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He stands there at your side as he watches as this massive roller coaster known as the miner would twist and turn, people already on it throwing there hands into the air and screaming and shouting and having one hell of a good time with what they are doing, indeed it looks like one hell of a ride something that he is now excited to get onto. Both of them breathe in the air at the same time and walk over to the ride. With the park being so large and there being so many different kinds of rides like this one there is virtually no line here.

Walking right to the ride and literally walking right to the cart we would both sit down on the front cart, all the other carts behind us quickly fill up with other couples and other lads wanting to have a good scream? The safety rails slump down and lock us into are chairs as the carts then shuffle forward. The carts move forward and the ride has started up we go. It is indeed a fast ride, so many thrills, and unexpected turns, your body jilts side to side, you don’t even have the energy to scream or anything and before my hands and your hands are thrown up into the air to scream out loud the ride has already docked and ended.

With a blink of an eye we both exit the cart and stand on the earth once more, blinking my eyes a bit it would seem that indeed I am lost in pleasure and excitement.

“That was awesome!!!!”

His eyes shoot around wondering where to go next, he would then lie eyes upon another young couple who walk right past them, they are smoking and drinking alcohol, his eyes widen and he almost droll, he has always wanted to try that stuff but it is virtually impossible to get your hands on the gear back home. He looks all around him trying to find out where they got that stuff from.

That is where he lies eyes on a massive tend, there are rows and rows of tables that have cigarettes, cigars and alcohol on them, kids are running over and quickly snapping them all up but there is no fear of them running out as there seems to be more than enough for everyone in the park, he would look on at the tent as then his eyes shift and glance back towards you.

“Well do you want to, you only live once?”
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She staggered off the ride laughing that was one hell of a thrill. She can barely feel her legs. She sobered up when she saw the couple carrying alcohol and smokes. It couldn't be possible, serving alcohol here; it was like this place really knew what the teenagers wanted. She looked at you, noticing the same gleam in your eyes.

"Oh yeah!!! Let's go have some fun!"

She grabbed your hand and pulled you over to the tent but it didn't take much effort as you were just as excited as she was to get something illegal and harmful into your body. She slid to a stop as the teenagers there began to thin until there were only a few left choosing their favourite drinks and cigarette brands. She ignored the cigarettes and instead grabbed a handful of cigars. She put them in her pocket and took up another, chopping the end off with specialty clippers and lighting it up with one of the available lighters. She looked over at you with the cigar burning in her mouth.

"My dad smoked all the time, I leant from the best."

She blew a few smoke rings into the air with a sly smile before looking back at the alcohol. Her eyes swept the different brands and types; she was surprised to find that there was everything from wine to Scotch to beer. She frowned, looking between the beers and spirits.

"Which one do you think?"
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He would see what you are doing and he thinks nothing of it, everyone else is like this and so he wants to be as well. His hand would go into his pocket, where you had just recently rammed cigar after cigar into. His fingers wrap lightly around one of them and then he would pull it out, holding it there he would bend down lightly and grab one of the many matches on the table tops, with a quick flick he has lit up his cigar and is now happily smoking away on it.

“Hmmmmmmm just stay with the basic stuff….”

By meaning that he meant beer, it is basic, no need going into brand names and what not because at the end of the day it all tastes the same. He would grab two glasses, handing one to you as well. At the same time we would both take a massive gulp of it, you seem to handle it all to well but him on the other hand, well he just spits it right back up and pokes his tongue out.

“Tastes nasty, got to get used to It quickly.”

With that he would sigh, the taste would get better after some time, so with that he would take a few more drinks of the beer. His eyes just look over where they are, he watches as the children of all ages make idiots out of themselves, we have been here fore more than an hour now and the place looks messy already, there are people running all other the place causing mayhem and damage, but threw all his looking around he can not see anywhere were any of them can stay. Did they expect them just to party all night, how odd indeed.

“Now where then ?”
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She smirks at you and playfully nudges you with her side. Taking up a cold bottle of beer she felt her throat scream out for the sweet relief of thirst. She popped the lid off on the table and tilted her head back as she downed half of the beer. When she lowered the bottle she licked her lip, looking up thoughtfully as she tried to figure out the taste. A drop dripped down her chin and she wiped it away with her finger before putting it back into her mouth as the cigar sizzled in her other hand.

"Scotch tastes ten times better than this stuff, plus, it gets you drunk a lot faster."

She poked out her tongue as if trying to get rid of the taste.

"I'll leave the beer for when I can't taste anything any more."

Giggling, she put down the beer and picked up the scotch bottle and started drinking from it directly like a beer bottle. It tasted a little weird but much better than the beer had, plus it's the best thing to go with her cigar. When she lowered the bottle she looked at you and raised the cigar to her lips again.

"I may look like a girl but I can handle my liquor better than any guy I know."

She winked.
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He would sigh a bit as you did not answer his question, instead you would continue to smoke and drink away, he would shrug his shoulders lightly and continue to drink then, trying to grow a taste to the beer and the cigar, all the while he looks around the park, this place is packed out it really is, everything is so big and mad and children are running around destroying everything and making a mess.

We would just remain here standing for several hours, we talk to a few more kids are age and have a good laugh, for once you hold the temptation to be an ass like always and for once you are just friendly to people, everything is going good, we have been at the park for some time and we are having the times of are life’s. My eyes would lower to the ground a bit as I watch the floor, there are children running by with no shoes on and there feet look dirty as hell, that is odd but not that odd, his feet are starting to hurt as well, most likely because he has been drinking away and smoking for nearly two whole hours.

Not wanting to stay here longer he would grab your hand and get some supplies as in more cigars to smoke, he lights one up and along with you starts to walk threw the park again and explore everything. The place is truly wonderful but has been really badly damaged, kids are running around destroying the place and making complete fools out of themselves, this is indeed pleasure island, the place where anyone can do as they please and there is no consequences for there actions…….
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Drinking and smoking sounded too good right then to pass up. It was a lot more fun than having to wait in line for the kids to hurry up and get onto the rides. She was much more happier than usual, she would normally only put on a facade of sweetness but she was so at ease and calm that she had no problem with being nice all the time. It was a good change, at least for now...

She closed her eyes and breathed in the sweet cancerous smoke then blew it back out slowly. The Scotch bottle was almost empty. She could barely feel the effects but that was probably because she wasn't moving and had never really worried about it until her vision started going warped on her. As she wasn't really that numb to everything going on around her, she took this sober opportunity to walk around the park with you.

"To be honest I'm a bit annoyed that I thought I would be able to pull some pranks out here. This place is too fun for it, plus we'd probably both pass out long before we could think of anything to do about it."
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We would both walk around some more and talk and occasionally play one of the games along the street. Like hitting cans and shooting balloons out, the basic stuff that everyone else is doing, everyone is like us right now, having a drink a little smoke and walking around and just doing what ever they want to, this is pleasure island the place where anyone can do what they please and no one can do a thing about it.

With a light sigh he would feel a small pain in his shoes, quickly turning there would be benches all other the place in the park, he would walk over and let go of your hand as he sets down. He would bend over and place down his beer and cigar onto the ground and then start to undo his shoes and socks. His feet are aching, from all of this walking he has been doing with you, he is also a tad bit drunk witch is not helping matters at all.

My eyes glance around at some of the rest of the boys and girls, many of whom are walking around in their bare feet. It must have been going on for a while because many of their feet look dark from the dirty streets. I would continue to rub my feet as they are darn right killing me, with a light sigh I would go to put his shoes and socks back on.

“That’s odd, my feet must be really swollen. I can’t get my shoes back on.”

He tries to slip his foot back into his shoe, but it won’t fit . It’s as if his foot was slightly longer. He would sigh a bit more, everyone else is running around now bare footed so why should he be any different, he would simply stand up and grab his fingers kicking his shoes and socks to the sides now as he has no need for them anymore.

“How are you feeling, you look wasted”
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She looks at you as you sit down and pull off your shoes and socks. Your feet weren't the only ones hurting but as a young woman she needed to show a little more grunt and suck it up. Truthfully it was getting annoying and when a girl the same age as her ran past kicking up dust in her bare feet, she walked over to you, stumbling a little, and plonked down beside you. She kicked off her shoes and stretched her legs, leaning back against the seat. She looked over at you as you spoke.

"I'd rather have mine off... feels better."

She giggled a little punch drunk wriggling her toes as the bottle of alcohol swung dangerously in her grasp but she didn't let go of it. Her feet were a little less swollen then your own but it seemed like the pain was very little, the alcohol numbing most of it as she had drunken a lot more alcohol than you.

"All this walking is going to kill us."

She giggled again and pulled her legs up to her chest as she downed more of the alcohol.

"I am sooooooo wasted..."

She fixed you with an out of focus look that was somewhere between anger and a calculating look.

"You look worse than me Mr. Can't-handle-his-alcohol."
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He would just sit there and watch you plop yourself right down beside him, his emerald eyes stare into your own as you would remove your own shoes and socks and place them onto the ground like he did. All of this walk and drinking has gotten to him and you as well. He would watch as he watches as kids like himself and you run by, they like us are also running around bare foot, hell some of them have got really bad feet, they are as black as coal and look horrible.

“I am glad to finally be sitting down.”

When he says that he would lift up his bottle of alcohol and take a few sips of it, he is indeed enjoying himself and the hours are flying in, even with non sense of time he can see it is getting late as the park lights are flicking on now and the sounds of the children are getting louder and louder and the sound of things breaking is also getting louder.

“I am sorry…….I have had a lot to drink.”

With that he would take some more drink and just sigh, his feet on the ground he would start to twirl them around a bit as he simply looks on at everyone having fun, everyone is going mad and they are here being bored silly.

“So what do you want to do then, something fun…….like maybe go annoy the donkeys we seen earlier, or like just go smash stuff ?”
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As she watched the kids run by in hyped up excitement she was surprised that they weren't tripping over thin air already. They couldn't be the only ones stumbling around drunkenly... then again, her eyes could just be making them all look normal when they could be really falling all over the place. She laughed at the thought.

She stretched out and wriggled her toes, noticing how dirty they were even if she had just taken her shoes off. She frowned, annoyed at how long she'd have to stay in the bath to get herself clean again but she didn't really care about that right now, mainly because she was too drunk and everything around her was so full of energy.

"Join the club, we should make t-shirts."

She giggled.

"Both are highly tempting... come to think of it... didn't they put a petting zoo or something like that in here...? You can't have a theme park without animals."

She added hiccupping then winking. She stood up and pulled you to your feet.

"Let's go have some fun!"
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Getting pulled to his feet he would stand fully upwards. He sways back and forth a little bit as he looks around the park. Hew would think over in his mind how much fun he is having, that this is indeed a once in a life time event and he is loving each and everyone second of it. You as well as he are having the time of your life, this was well worth coming to. When you speak of going to a petting zoo he would roll his eyes. This place is full of nasty kids like them and everyone else, you would have to be an idiot to let animals be in this place, they would only be abused and harmed.

“I doubt that they would have any I here. When we arrived….all they had was small donkeys, hardly worth petting.”

With that he would take another drink and then grab onto your hand, both he and you would start to walk on forward leaving our shoes and socks behind. No use in taking them now, just follow the crowd, everyone else in the park has got rid of there shoes and socks, they are literally littered everywhere. Walking down the pathway he would watch as over couples walk right by them, hours have passed since they got here and it seems everyone is still full of energy.

His head would turn to look at you, he would tilt his head to the side as he looks at your hair, there was something odd, something was poking out of your hair. Two fury brown tips of what look like ears are poking out of your hair, he would take one sip of his drink again and continue to look at them in curiosity.

All of a sudden, you couldn't hear. Then, after a few seconds everything goes back to the way it was, your senses resumed. However, you seemed to be able to hear a little better than before. You of course would shrug this off as nothing at all, but for me, well my mouth hangs open as I just watched as your ears stretched all thee way to the top of your head. Light brown they are, hanging there twitching lightly. Your ears weren't on the side of your head anymore; they were now on top, protruding from your hair. They are also in short and soft hair as well. He would giggle and look away taking enough drink, he was drunk and seeing things as well.

“This stuff is GREAT !”
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She shrugged and took your hand. She didn't really care where she went so long as it was fun and she was sure that with all the screams of delight emanating from the crowd that they weren't going to have to look hard to find some. It was almost comical to see all the kids around their age run around like kids in a candy store.

She scratched her ears as they were starting to get itchy. She felt her hair and realized that it was getting matted, probably from the sea air. She suddenly stopped as everything became quiet. She couldn't hear anything. She looked around for the source but all the drunken teenagers were still laughing and having so much fun. All of this lasted on a few moments and her hearing came back to her sharply. She shook her head then kept walking, shrugging the loss of hearing on her drunkenness.

She looked over to you giggling at your outburst then her eyes focused on something long and brown stemming forth from your ears. It messed up your hair in some places as it made it's was past the top of your head. It was covered in strands of fur and pointed at the tip.

"Whoa!"

She jumped back, looking shocked then she burst out laughing, almost falling on her butt but she steadied herself before she fell down.

"You're right, this alcohol is amazing!!!"

She regained her composure and stuck out her tongue, still laughing.
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It was indeed funny, walking threw this amusement park, people of there age and like them we acting like kids once again and who can blame them for doing so. There are no rules here, a teenager can come here and do what they want, relieve there childhood for one more night and make an ass out of them self. This place is truly a place worth coming to, a place where you can have the time of your life for no prize at all.

He would continue to walk on forward and like you before him his hearing would fade away, he would not even notice it at all he is to concerned in drinking and smoking and walking with you. The ears like you would twist and turn, go pointy and move to the top of his head, they poke out his wonderful head before being covered in the brown light fur. They stretch before they are the size off your own, they twitch lightly as his head turns to face you.

“your telling me, this stuff is kick ass.”

His eyes then shift as he looks around the park, watching as kids run around and go mad, he could not p[lace his finger on it but some off the kids locked rather odd as in they had tails and ears. He would blink as he even seen a kid with what looked to be hooves.

He shacks his head as he walks holding onto your hand, taking a few more sips of his drink. As for you there would be something more horrifying. A tingle above your rear end signalled the next part of your change. Something was wriggling in your pants and tickling you lightly, as then with the sound of fabric ripping a tail that sprouted from your backside. It was long, covered in brown fur and had a tassel at the end of it. The tassel was the same colour as your hair as it swayed back and forth in the cool air, the most shocking thing is that like everyone else here, it would just go unnoticed.