Your hands move almost on their own as you grab your shirt and you start taking it off. You let it past your big donkey ears and then throw it away.
Your entire midsection is hairy, a thick pelt of fur swallowed your entire torso and arms except your hands and face.
“That's it, donkey-man. Now take off the rest” the voice softly suggested.
However the amount of fur you witness on your body breaks off the hypnotic effect of the spiral. In a flash you realise just how low you've sinked into. The voice was right to call you an animal!
Sweat dripped down your face and as you looked around you find a door to leave that hypnotizing spiral and that voice and you quickly run away and ignore its pleas it until the room is far gone.
You find yourself in a dark corridor, bare-chested, your heart is beating fast and you stop to catch your breath. You can't deny the love for the changes and yet they terrify you. You can still feel the influence of that mysterious voice, alluring you to give in and enjoy being a donkey. Your resolution had been almost eroded but luckily you had escaped. But you still need to leave this cursed funhouse.
“Hey!” you heard some call. It couldn't be the voice from the other room. No, it was a male but he sounded scared and vulnerable. You turned to where the voice came and saw someone, walking cautiously towards him.
He looked around 18. Slim but tall. He had medium brown hair but just like you he had been cursed as well. A pair of tall grey donkey ears were already showing along with a thick grey pelt. “Looks like they got you too” he said.
You instantly feel some relief. You weren't alone! Surely both of you could help each other and get away.
“Yeah. How long have you been here?” you ask.
“I don't know” he replied, scratching his neck. “Not long, though. Maybe an hour?”
“Did you find the exit?” the other boy shook his head and a sense of worry came upon you.
“I'm Max” he said and you introduced yourself.
You both walked through the corridors, not really sure where you're headed. The silence is a bit awkward as fear and worry fills both your minds. However you can sense Max surreptitiously taking some glances at your tail.
“D-did it hurt? The tail?” he asked awkwardly.
“No, not really” you shrugged. “It felt good, actually.” Remembering the excitement of bursting free your tail you feel a wave of giddiness run through you. There was a voice who told me to bend over and just push.
“I think I know what you mean. I was in a room with a spiral and a voice. It wanted me to bray...”
You listened closely. It sounded like Max had been in the room where you had been just a few minutes ago.
“Did you?” You asked, feeling a vibrant sense of curiosity.
“Bray? No!” Max seemed offended. “I ran away. I guess you stayed there for a while.”
The same haze from the room with the spiral was returning to your head. A part o you couldn't believe why Max hadn't just stayed there. It felt so good to follow the voice...
“You should do it, man” you said, you mind still foggy.
“What, bray?” he asked and you nodded. “Knock it off, you're being creepy.” Max said nervously.
You wondered what was wrong with Max. he was the one who asked about your tail and talked about braying. Why would he talk about that and not even try it? In fact why were you not trying to bray anymore? It had felt so good, so natural.
“Hee Haaaaw” you bray and instantly your worries start to vanish.
Max stood still, looking at you. His expression a mix of shock and curiosity. Meanwhile you keep braying, finding the sound so enjoyable and it almost leaves your throat by instinct.
“S-stop it dude” Max pleaded.
“Haaaw. Hee Haaaaaw. Just Haaaw try it” you manage to say between your brays.
Max swallowed. “I don't... I'm not... Haaaaaw” he suddenly let the bray escape and covered his mouth with his hands. You laugh/bray as Max's concerned look. “Didn't it feel good?” you ask.
“I guess so” he said unsure and let out a voluntary “Hee Haaaaaw.”
You look at him with some pride and continue braying, Max finally deciding to imitate you.
“You know what would feel even better?” you ask as Max stares at you eagerly. “Bend over, put your hands on your knees and push. You'll get a tail just like me!” you said, swinging your donkey tail side to side, hypnotizing Max. Without saying anything else he does as said and as soon he bent over he groaned and brayed, a nub appearing on his backside.
“That's it, man. Your own donkey tail. Isn't that cool?” Max merely replies with more braying and you decide to join him, the animalistic sounds echoing through the corridor.
You watch with glee as the nub grows and expands and soon enough with loud bray His ass grows as well, muscle pressuring his rear. Max groans and brays and soon his own donkey tail erupt from his backside, his being a dull grey.
“Oh shit, Haaaw. That was intense!” He grinned.
“See, isn't it better to bray and have a tail? Haaw” You didn't even mean to bray, the sound just seemingly came out unexpectedly.