"Oh no, my wish for making a nuisance freeway driver look like the jackass everybody hates to meet while driving, I made a wish and it came overly true. Yes sir, I caused you to change species, and become instead of a nuisance, you are now and forever as property. I wished you to be the animal you have become, I feel sorry...!" You would admit as recall having said, but just then the big Jackass turned and brayed a ragged sounding cry.
That blasting cry from the Jackass hit you hard and somehow it suggested to your mind that his becoming a Jackass was not such a bad thing after all. When he brayed a second time, the tone had changed, coming out of him as softer, like he were showing some concern.
"If I could somehow change you again maybe," You said, as the by then matured stud donkey strode slowly to go have a look at how his dear jennet wife was dealing with her own drastic situation.
"Hee-haw," he brayed at the jennet donkey, as she looked up at him, her thick lips moving, as likely she wanted to speak, or talking to her lover, wished to express her feelings. He seemed to be listening to her odd tone brays, as then he turned to cast a look back your way. The Jennet then brayed in your direction, she being harsh, as if angry; and why not considering she had expected delivering her baby at a hospital and not a field or some barn.
"Please, oh please hear me when I say I feel bad for what I caused as to happen. As part of my wish I requested that he and as well now you too, as neither of you shall lose your intelligences. However, there is your baby who is now a foal, as he or she will be forever ignorant, thinking and living like the animal, the donkey either shall become now." You said, trying hard to lighten the load and give your victims some hopes for their beastly futures.
The jennet donkey acted as if she angry enough to try and kill you for what you made of her body and life.
The larger Jackass stood beside his betrothed female and said nothing. As she moved to come at you, her husband the mature size donkey stepped in her path and bryed at her. He then looked back at you and brayed, but his tone was more controlled than was that of his transformed wife turned into a jennet donkey.
That big Andalusian donkey Jack strolled with a slow gaited walk toward you. You rather expected the large then animal to stomp on you, he taking her dislike and he dealing with you harshly. You stand there and watching, waiting, expecting the large male Jack donkey to brain your head with a blow from one of his front hoofs.
Instead, the brute donkey walked up to you, he reaching his muzzle to come close aside your head and as if he were to whisper something of his opinion of you. "Hee...- haw, hee-ha...w," as his strange manner of braying taunts your mind and rattling around inside your head it would seem the large male animal is appreciative for what you did to him!