Shawn wasn't a fan of the circus. In fact, the only reason he went was that he had to come with his family. He was thankful at least his family allowed him to go on his own in the circus, but he had to bring proof that he had a 'fun time' there. He decided the best way to show his family how much fun he had was to get himself his face painted. He could have tried the carnival games, but the games were expensive and often rigged. A face paint was cheap, and it gave proof that he had 'fun' there. Shawn just finished getting his face painted into that of an elephant's face, and once finished, he thanked the man and walked away. "Now to find out where they ran off to." He said to himself.

"Mommy, mommy! Look it's an elephant man!" A little girl shouted and pointed to Shawn.

Shawn turned to the girl, and then looked around. He didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, and he pointed to himself out of curiosity.

The little girl nodded happily, but her mother encouraged her to come along. "It's not polite to point dear. These elephants work very hard at the circus."

Shawn rolled his eyes as the two walked away. 'It almost sounded like they were calling me an elephant.' He thought to himself. He pulled up his pants and pulled down his shirt as his clothes felt tight on his body. He was a bit chubby, but he wouldn't call himself an elephant. He felt a growing erection, but he kept it under control.

Shawn decided to stop by for some large circus peanuts. He wasn't sure why he was in the mood for them; he just purchased them.

The shopkeeper gave Shawn the peanuts and waved to him. "Stop by anytime. An elephant of your size must need to eat a lot."

'Again with the elephant jokes?' Shawn thought to himself. He reached into the bag and ate the peanut as he held the bag with both hands. He didn't realize that a trunk he grew fed him, but he didn't pay attention. "I'm not an elephant. What are these people talking about?" Shawn's large ears flapped, but he ignored them. His clothes continued to feel tighter and tighter on his body too. He pulled himself out of his shoes and wiggled his pure white toes. 'Why am I even wearing clothes, again?' He thought to himself. He didn't need to wear clothes. He wasn't sure 'why' he didn't need them, but he knew he didn't.

Shawn continued to pass by more people that pointed to him and called him an elephant. He noticed these people were much shorter than before. He thought he may be tall, but that doesn't make him an elephant. People were just being weird. 'I just got my face painted to be an elephant. Maybe that's why they're acting like that.' He realized that he hadn't seen anyone else with his or her face painted around the circus, but he 'did' see anthro creatures of all sorts.
Before Shawn could think any farther, there was a rip noise as his pants tore open between his legs. Shawn rolled his eyes and pulled off his clothes. 'They're totally useless anyways.' He figured. He didn't care that he revealed his big thick legs, his big gray belly, or his long thick cock and balls. Nudity felt natural for him, and the only things people said about him when he was naked about him being an elephant.

Shawn finished his bag of peanuts and casually tossed the empty bag in the trash. All of the salty brown peanuts made him thirsty though. He glanced around briefly and noticed a tub of water where he saw a feral elephant drink. "Ya'll want to call me an elephant." Shawn said jokingly as he walked over to the water. "Would an elephant do this?" He dipped his trunk down into the water and drank from it that way. He let out a sigh of relief as he tasted the water enter his mouth briefly as he drank from it. He then held onto some with his trunk, tilted it towards his body, and sprayed water on his gray hide. "An elephant can't do stuff like that. Hence, I'm not an elephant." He said with a chuckle. He then walked away and continued to look for his family.

It wasn't long before Shawn saw the familiar face of his mother, at least the back half. He walked over to her and tapped her on the shoulder. "Okay, I had fun. I'm ready to go home now." He said. He didn't think he was always that much taller than her, but he was at least three feet taller than she was now.

The woman turned around and then raised her head up to see Shawn. "What are you talking about?" She asked with a confused tone. "You might have the wrong person."

"But you're Susan, aren't you?" Shawn asked. He found it hard to believe his own mother wouldn't recognize him and vice versa. He knew who he was. Sure, he was naked, but it just let him scratch his large cock with his trunk casually. There was no way he was an unrecognizable elephant. "You're my mom."

"I am Susan, and I don't know what you're talking about. My son isn't a naked elephant. If you do see him, please send him my way. Otherwise, stop playing around." Susan turned around and walked away.

Shawn couldn't believe it. He doubted the face paint was so good that his own mother wouldn't recognize him. He looked down at his body and noticed his thick gray body and his huge white hands, as well as his big thick legs and his large cock that swung between his legs. He turned around and saw his bare flabby ass and small tail. He couldn't have been a 'real' elephant. He scratched his short hair with his trunk in confusion. "Hm. You know what I really need is a mirror."

Shawn made his way to the bathroom and walked inside. Once there, he looked at the mirror above the sink and he saw his reflection. He reached up and felt his trunk, as well as his two large tusks that jutted from his mouth. "Hm. It's just as I thought." He said aloud. "I'm not an elephant." He walked out of the bathroom and rolled his eyes. "Mom was just playing around. I'm going to find her and I'm going to convince her it's me, one way, or the other!"
