A tear rolls down my cheek as passing thoughts of what I'm going to lose comes to mind. MY family, my friends, my 1981 Lincoln mark VI, my toys, oh but it's only for five years!
"Ouch!" I groan as a left thigh gets a muscle cramp.
"Oh God no!" I moan as the other thigh cramps up and the tightened muscle works its way dow each leg to knot up in the sole of my feet.
Now in agony I'm rolling around on the bed offered for me to begin my changes. I was told it was almost painless but I was lied to, Oh I wonder if they lied about anything else?
My pant legs are stretched tight at the thigh but hang loose below. My feet ache something awful and I sit up and reach out to remove my socks.
"Holy Cow!" I gasp, my feet were size 13 but now look like a 18 narrow. The toes are dark to almost black as some sticky ooze is eeking out around my toenails. A layer of drown fuzz is sprouting from the base of my toes up the long foot, to the ankle. The skin above my ankles looks to be a moddled brown with patches of black.
Quickly I fumble with the belt and clip to undo my pants and slip them off. Try after try my fingers seem numb and don't want to work with the agility they had not two hours ago.
R.I..P.! goes the pant legs as one thigh then the other rips the fabric, I wiggle and push the tousers off giving them a kick into the corner of the room.
I stare at what is before me! part of me is lustingly thrilled to see the changes occuring. Yet I'm somewhat horrified too! Thighs are wider making by groin deeper. Upper leg seems bound by muscle to my abdomin making it impossible to stretch the leg out straight.
My feet are so damn long now and the black ooze about the toes has fused and hardened into a crude shaped hoof. I look at the hoof and figure I'll never be able to walk on that!
"Oh God!" I let out a scream as a electric like jolt shoots through the top of my head. It's so bad of a pain I remember opening my mouth with tongue out straight and then all went black.
The soft sound of talking people makes me come awake. I strain to look toward the end of my bed only to see a man with his back to me holding my left foot.
"Haaaaye, haaaaye, haaaye haw!" the sound comes out my mouth slowly at first then as if some strange feeling of panic it rolls out of me like water pouring over a dam.
HEE HAW, HEE HEE HAW!" and so I sounded off making the man working on my hoof to turn and smile at me.
As he turned all the way around I look down to see he's taken the crude hoof and filed, shaped, and made it look like a common donkey's hoof. He smiles and from behind him stands a nice looking girl dressed in sweatshirt and jeans.
Human moral teaching still very active in my mental patterns his me reach down to cover up my naked groin. Yet she sees me try and begins to laugh a laugh I'd never expect from such a pretty young woman.
"Max look at it stretch to coverup, hey there Donkey your far too big down there to cover anything put with those hooves." she says as I oggle my eyes to see along the length of my barreled out chest.
"This Donkey is Max, he's our Farrier and will help you keep those hoofs shaped for a while. I'm Marcey and I shall be your orientation trainer till your Donkey instinctive patters kick in!" she announced.
I strain to sit up but find either muscles to be weakened by my transformation or maybe it's not a normal ability for a Donkey?
Anyway I see an exceptionally shaggy covering of carmel brown and black hairs sprouting all up and down what is to be me. I raised an arm but its not an arm any longer but a foreleg and a black hoof. I raise the other arm and find the same. Then lifting my head up as far as the neck allows I twist my heavy head to see what else has changed.
Marcey points up and I look up to see there is a huge mirror placed on the room's ceiling. My eyes pan upward and the head falls back onto a pillow contoured for fitting a donkey head.
"Wow!" was all I could think as from my thicker lips came a slow "HeeeHaaaaaaw" as if one saw something that took your mind and left you in awe!
Marcey and the Farrier Max chuckle to watch me take physical inventory. My form was totally changed, I was a male Donkey without any doubt! My body twisted so that hind quarters lay on their sides as my afore legs are hoovering above my chest. I look down a long dark muzzel and wriggle my thick lips making flapping sounds as they clap shut.
A soft snort rattles the nostrils making me shiver with delight and terror all to once.
Marcey steps into sight and tosses Max a strap to hold me on the bed. Another strap for my chest, a hobble for the hind hoofs, as she then sits next to me on my bed.
Next from a table in the corner Max hands Marcey a white pumpbottle of what I focus on says, "Curel ultra healing lotion". She pumps it four times making a heap of cream in the palm of her right hand. She smiles a friendly smile and then begins to rub the cold cream into my sheath.
I knew in an instant that it was a true equine sheath as I had felt them before in years past. Now I had a Donkey sized sheath and Marcey was massaging it with a well learned manner.
Then the rush of passion hit and like a blinding lusting drinve my mind filled with bestial lust. The donkey penis began to fill and rose up to bring a chilly thrill with it covered in her Curel cream.
Up and down, up and down she worked my stiffer than stiff cock now with both of her pretty hands.
If not for the straps holding me down I'd be up searching for some female donkey to fuck damn silly! Oh boy but I getting so rigid, the cock head flaring out making a crowned nob with a narrow ring of glands as the cock itself looked of skin stretched steel hard and smooth with just a few long feeler hairs making her every stroke up or down to be a wild passioned delight as I never thought or believed could be!!!
A pressure was building and I swear in those huge balls was a river of semen building, building, and ready to flood down my cock and roar out into whatever space this monster of pleasure would be thrust into.
"HEE, HAW!" I screamed at the peak of my vocal ability as the sluss gates opened and roaring out the open end of my cock came a mixture of white, clear, and yellow cum.
"My goodness Donkey boy!" said Marcey as squirt after long squirt of semen and cum juices shot four or five feet into the air landing on me and all over her pretty head.
Quickly Max poured a bucket of water over Marcey's head telling her to release my cock and go clean up. She let loose my enraged monster cock letting it hoover in the air will small after jets of cum shooting out and running down my shaft.
"Donkey, listen up Donkey boy, Marcey I sent to wash up lest she injest any of your semen and be herself a Donkey too!" said Max as he went to fill the bucket from a wall spicket.
"Hee, haw!' I said still thinking human words but having them roll out as Donkey sounds.
"Your going to have to learn and control those human language thoughts and start making only proper Donkey sounds. Marcey over the next three months will be teaching you the fine ways and also the richer delights of becoming a Donkey. I say the richer delights because for the next two months following your Donkey orientation then put you out for stud service." explained max giving me something wonderous to look forward to as I heehaw'ed softly once more to show I was pleased.