"Oh my god, Katie!" Tiffany finally came to her (HIS) senses. The thick donkey cock had slithered back into its sheath. Tiffany stood there stark naked, the seriousness of the situation finally dawning on him. Katie wiped the rest of the cum from her face and body, though some part of her was a bit reluctant to do so. It tasted so good, it seemed a waste to just wipe it off and onto the ground.
"Holy shit! I'm... I'm a guy now?!" Tiffany ran her hands over his flat chest, and then his muscular torso. His voice was still pretty high, at least for a guy. It was deeper than before, but only slightly. Tiffany felt his donkey bits stirring as his hands strayed further south. He quickly yanked his hands away and thought calm, placid thoughts.
"I'm sorry Tiffany. Maybe we can use this thing to turn you back!" Katie said, remembering the forgotten wish ray gun.
"No way, look what that thing did to me! I'm not getting anywhere near it!" Tiffany said.
"Well what are we going to do?"
"I... there's got to be other stuff down here." Tiffany began looking around the room, trying to find something, anything, that would return him to his female form. As he walked around the room he learned just how uncomfortable his new body was.
Every step brought a new challenge. His tail kept flicking, the tasseled end smacking his ass or the back of his thighs. It took some time for him to get it under control, he wasn't used to having muscles there. His ears and buck teeth weren't that much of a problem. No the real problem was that ridiculous donkey cock stuck to his crotch. And his balls, god they were a pain too. How would he ever wear pants again? His meat was at least able to retreat into a sheath. His balls slapped against his thighs, and dangled below him.
Katie tried her best to keep her eyes on Tiffany's face, but every so often her eyes would linger. She had to admit, aside from the animalistic bits, Tiffany was pretty hot as a guy. And that cock wasn't so bad. It was big and thick, a lot like the cocks Katie had seen on porn sites. So what if it was black, and the head flared? So what if Tiffany made donkey cum? It HAD tasted pretty good, and Katie imagined that feeling it enter...
"Oh god what am I thinking. She's my friend!" Katie chastised herself for fantasizing about her friend. She went back to searching the room for some sort of cure or reversal machine. Otherwise they'd have a lot of explaining to do when they got back to Tiffany's house.