Jen and Sam's world warped further while they slept. When they woke up the next morning, they found themselves lying on a pile of bedding in a stall. Confused, and a little scared, the two waited until their door was opened. There, a handsome farm hand stood with a bucket of water and a brush. It took a moment for Jen and Sam to recognize the guy. It was Jen's brother, Tory, who Sam had previously transformed into a doubled headed donkey cock dildo.
And here he was walking on two legs, unnaturally handsome, acting like nothing was wrong. Of course part of the new reality was that no one minded that some people had the genitals of donkeys, or that donkey-herms needed to copulate more often than humans. Jen's hands instantly went to her crotch, while Sam's mouth hung open in shock at Tory's appearance. Which was good, because had she not been so surprised, she would have been turned on.
"Morning girls. Have a good night?" he asked.
"Uh... ya. Tory what are you doing? Where are we?" Jen asked. Tory had started to approach his sister and her friend. The bucket had a sponge soaking in it. He looked like he was about to start washing the two girls.
"Duh, cleaning up after you. And what do you mean, 'where are we'? You hit your head? Can't recognize your own stall?"
"My what?" Jen repeated.
"Ugh, Jen I don't have time for your games. I've got to get on with work. And you're gonna be late for school." Tory sighed. He rolled the sleeves of his shirt up and put his hands into the bucket of cool, soapy water. Tory squeezed the sponge out before applying it to Jen's shoulders. Her nipples grew erect at the touch of the cool water, and her cock shriveled further into its sheath.
She couldn't believe this, her brother was giving her a sponge bath. Jen just stood in silence while Tory washed her. She was mortified when he moved from her shoulders and arms to her chest. And then she jumped back when Tory tried to wash her sheath.
"Jen come on. You know if I don't clean that you'll get build up inside." Tory said. Jen blushed and let Tory continue. He pulled her cock out of her sheath, and proceeded to clean the head. To Jen's surprise, there was a bit of dried cum stuck in the hole.
When Tory was finished he looked at Sam. Who, up until now, had been so confused she wasn't able to do anything but stare.
"Come on Sam, it's either let me clean you up or send you home and let your farm hand do it. And then you'll be late."
"My farm hand? I don't..."
"I'll get the whip if that's what it takes. You two are acting so weird today." Tory said. Jen couldn't protest, something inside her told her to obey Tory. Sam too, as she obliged and let Tory sponge her body off. She however was more aroused by Tory's scrubbing than Jen. Her cock flew out of its sheath without any additional pulling from Tory.
Sam mouthed a "sorry" to Jen, who was watching with a look of disgust. Her best friend was getting turned on by her brother fondling her cock. Of course not too long ago the two have masturbated with a dildo that had once been Tory, and felt no remorse or guilt.
When Tory was finished he brushed each girl's hair until all the beddings was out of it, and left. But not before shouting a warning not to miss school again or else Jen's parents would put her out for the entire evening. Jen and Sam shared a look before darting out the stall and into the barn.
After locating the front door, Jen and Sam stepped out onto the lawn. They looked back, and saw that Jen's house was replaced by the large barn. Well only part of it was a barn. The rest of a house. Looking around the neighborhood, they saw other houses with similar attached barns. They even saw other donkey herms leaving for school, wearing nothing but loose underwear over their genitals. Their friend Frieda waved to them from across the street. She sported a pair of donkey ears, and large balls with no cock.
"Hurry up you two. We'll miss the trailer!" she called to Jen and Sam. They were both confused until they saw a yellow trailer coming down the street. Not a school bus, a school trailer.