You look to your puzzeled friends and hold out hands that are melding into dark hooves. Your jaw aches and with a few wiggles it too begins to grow out making a fine solid boned' muzzle.
Your lips too ache and feel like the dentist was just through making you feel his delighted pains. Words blur into singular sounds grunted out in the agony of panic. Fear begets the longing to be rid of what is making you scared but, it in to intself urges along your transformations.
Friends scared for you but mostly for themselves seek to head for home. They who were your friends are not wishing to be know as a true friend of some jackass like you! Soon enough they are milled off into the crowds leaving you the game's looser.
"Looser! Looser!" chides the arcade owner.
You did lose the game but did you win what you had some deep desire to gain? The humility of seeing what you were be erased and now made a beast of burden is all too much. Eyes close as the fear mixes with a fond hope this is all some horrid dream.
"Wrong Stupid! I've seen this a hundred times a day Dumbass! You ain't no damn different than the last person, a quite blonde honey who lost bad and for her she gon'a know the Isle of Circe. Yup she like you are going to lose everything and be in bondage for the rest of your dumb lives." chided the arcade owner as tears well up in your changing eyes.
Your legs pop into proper donkey's form while the ache in your back suggests standing upright is not what is propper for someTHING like you. Tears roll down a hairy pair of cheeks as the drips of snot come out your nose. Terror and fear which will take over your life is just know making their presence known.
Clothes tear and fall away as the arcade owner chuckles and picks up what for you now is trash. Those about still playing their games with hope of getting to be real winners pay little attention to a looser like you.
A whimper bray comes out as the Man looks down into your dark orbed eyes.
"Can't understand what's happening yet, can you Looser?" he says.
Inside this animal frame and form is suspended the float memories of what a human you were. Your total body has changed leaving you as a mature Donkey. You or what was you is now something more suited to a life in nature and maybe on some farm.
The man can see your mind working as if you are male your donkey cock falls out the sheath. yet if the you were a female she stands shaking her head and long ears, flicking her tail and dripping of sensual lusts from that black lipped sex under her tail.
A helper boy come with a halter and rein for the arcade owner to pull down over your rock hard head. A casual look towarsd the boy makes you shudder as boy that he is, he has ears of a pig.
"Ha, worry nothing for the piglet there, I'd start to worry about where your sorry ass will wind up!" chides the arcade owner.