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"I'm sorry but what did you mean you Dealt with him? You didn't kill him did you?" You ask suddenly scared and wondering if this is really the time or place to be questioning him.

"Oh God no!" He responds with a chuckle. "If you like I can show you exactly what we do to troublemakers here. Would you like to see?" He asks with his customer service smile again plastered across his face. You think to yourself that you probably should since you've already pushed the question and you're curious as to see what the hell is considered to be punishment for troublemakers.

"Sure." You respond to which he smiles and he puts his tie back on and you reach to take off your boots but he stops you.

"Don't worry about the shoes for now, we'll be back before you know it." He tells you before leading you once again down several hallways going deeper and deeper into the store which you're certain now is much larger then you first were led to believe. He stops in front of an elevator and enters a code into a keypad on the wall opening it and leading you inside. Once inside the doors shut. The Clerk then pushes several buttons and inserts a key. Upon twisting the elevator starts going downward.

"Just how big is this place?" You ask almost not wanting an answer.

"Ah well our techs discovered a way to make an interior much larger then possible. They call it the Magic Box. They say it borders on being multidimensional so assumably infinite." The Clerk tells you. With a ding the elevator doors open and you both step out to a large room that looks like a mix between a dungeon and a laboratory. "Welcome to the Pit. Where we do more questionable experiments. Please follow." The Clerk begins walking again past the lab tables and towards a series of Glass Prisons that have a variety of different animorphs and even the odd human. All in various states and some in mid experiment. "Well here we are." The Clerk states and turns towards one of the prisons. You look inside seeing a very small male crow (or is it a Raven?) wearing what looks like a VR headset drooling heavily from it's beak. He's wearing a set of white lace Lingerie while his cock stands erect and straining against the fabric.

"I don't get it. You have Animorphs on you're staff?" You ask curiosity getting the better of you. The smile from the Clerk causes you to feel as if you're spine froze solid.

"We have a few but this isn't it. This used to be human." The Clerk tells you as that icy feeling on you're spine begins spreads across the rest of you're body.

"I'm sorry." You respond trying to keep you're cool, you're mouth dry as a desert. "You have this kind of power?" You question already knowing the answer. The Clerk seems to notice you're fear and smiles a little more Warmly.

"We do but don't worry you're safe from something such as this. We only do this as punishments which is the punishment this particular Gentleman agreed upon in his contract." The Clerk tells you to which the sigh of relief you release feels as if it could shatter the Glass prisons all around you. "Well then." The Clerk starts again "Shall we return to the Barnyard? Or perhaps another room?" The Clerk asks looking at you with that Customer Service smile again.