Circe and her many farm owning friends had unusually good relationships, as even some of the owners were from birth as men.
"Hello Damon, from what I heard you had quite a fun fling with the mare Lulu. Hot body that mare, they don't know she was born human and a male before meeting me and asking to become as female. You make love to her all you like, I spellbound her to be constantly horny for male equines. No matter how many times she mates, she will never get pregnant. She might bloat like she is, but each time her pregnancy will end in a miscarriage and aborted. Sixty days later and she will be horny to mate again. Her real name was Lester, but she choose to be named as Lulu.
I was told you were feeling down-trodden and wondering if you chose correctly to be a donkey.
Well understand this right now, I change men to what suits me that they be as, and you asked to become a donkey and not a sleek stallion, or something else. You are an animal, a now soulless beast of the fields, a beast of burden!
Time will tell whether your being a donkey was good or a bad choice by you, but it was your choice. Had the choosing been mine, I might have deemed you as better to being a herd bull, a beefy herd sire, an ignorant brute!
You wanted the male genitals of an equine and as do so many you thought being a furry donkey as being a sexy lifestyle. Too bad, you are what you asked to be and my time is limited, as I came here to meet with your owner and we to have a fun fling night together.
Yet, if you were to ask nicely and truthfully, I could be coaxed to ask my date for the evening if you served him well, or should you be changed again, as become for him as a different breed of animal. As for now you tend to your livery and sexual pangs, I have bigger plans." Circe said, as she walked on, leaving Damon to wonder, worry, and stewing his own male juices.