If ever in my fool human life that I felt stupid, it was right then when the judgment was told to me, that I was stuck being a donkey.
"Ah, Tyler, ah sniff, I smell something what to my changed senses is causing me to feel aroused." I asked, as Tyler did his best donkey stile of a grin.
"What, what is this I am feeling," I asked of him.
"Her," Tyler replied.
"Who," I asked again.
"She, her, Darla our herd slut, she became a donkey and a slutty one because the Genie found her doing what she enjoyed most, she fornicating, having her vulva stretched to its max." Tyler said, as Darla walked toward me, she swishing her tail as if intent with some reason.
"Hello there new stud," Darla spoke, she like the others I just met and was introduced to their styles of doom.
"Darla," I said, as she then turned her donkey head to give a stared look at Tyler.
"So, what did he tell you about me?" Darla asked, as her tone suggested she was not thinking anything kindly about Tyler.
I looked away from eying Darla, her donkey body having a sleek as sexy appeal to me and my situation. I turned to cast a wondering eye at Tyler, seeing then standing beside him stood donkeys Mason, Brian, Kyle, and Samson. "I was told about your donkified situation happened similar to mine, and that from becoming a female donkey, you discovered this as fun!" I replied, as what I said made Mason snicker.
"I bet, although your reply was very close to the correct reason the Genie placed me here!" Darla said, as she stepped closer, coming to stand with her rump near my muzzle, and her facing a cocked head look down at what I stood there sporting. "Would you boys excuse us for twenty or so minutes as we consider our mutual feelings for being as donkeys?" Darla said, as I was by then wildly aroused, my donkey cock fully erect, the head was flared, pre leaking from the piss-hole.