Not a fun welcome

Vanessa had entered small lit up corridor. Both walls had been painted to look like a colourful hilly landscape. A speaker was playing a steam train noise, as there was a train painted on the left. Just as Vanessa had walked close to the end, her trance had ended. She stopped dead in her tracks.

She was still unable to move, but she'd regained control of her face. "Fuck! That son of a bitch still has me in a trance! When I find him I'm gonna--"

"Hi! Would you like to come down!" A blonde lady called out to Vanessa from the end of the corridor. She was in her 20s and looked like a daycare assistant. She was stood in what looked like a miniature station. Vanessa's body uncontrollably walked over to the woman, it appeared that it would answer to anyone's command. "Oh fuck this is not good..." Vanessa mumbled as she walked over to the woman.

"Hey listen to me, I'm under some weird spell, I need you to-" Vanessa tried to explain but was interrupted as the woman placed her middle finger on Vanessa's lips. "Shhh, no more talking until we're off the train." The woman instructed. Vanessa was **** to comply, as no matter how hard she tried no voice was leaving her mouth.

"Okay if you'd like to sit down that would be perfect." The woman pointed at a small wooden train on a track behind her. There was a small seat, which Vanessa sat down on without a fuss. Inside, she was furious and wanted no part of this embarrassing facade. The woman picked up a barcode scanner and shone the red holographic light over Vanessa's face momentarily.

The woman chuckled when the scanner told her that Vanessa was demoted. She pushed a button, which started the train. Vanessa was taken round the corner, while the woman followed on a path next to her. "Alright Vanessa, it says here you absolutely love pooping and you're gonna be donating all your money to us!!! Wow!! That's so generous of you!!!" The woman declared.

Vanessa wanted to scream, there was no way she'd give these people a dime let alone her entire fortune! She panicked, wanting to run or punch the woman but her whole body refused to comply. "So as a little treat I'm gonna give you a nice present!" The woman clapped with joy. She pushed a button on her remote.

Suddenly, the wooden panel infront of Vanessa opened up. A metal rod holding a tattoo gun suddenly shot out. Vanessa was about to have a full meltdown, she didn't want a tattoo but she could run away from it! "Hold still!" The woman instructed, like putting the cherry on the cake.

Vanessa was **** to endure the tattoo, which had been drawn across her forehead. Once it was over, the woman held a mirror for Vanessa to see. Vanessa tried to **** a cry as she looked at herself, she now had "poopy" written in big bold letters across her forehead.

"Tada! Now everyone will know what you've become!" The woman chuckled.