"No, no, no, this cannot be real, magic and curses are not real, how can this be real?" I argued with myself, but the urge was there, it growing within me, and my black cock was growing more aroused at the prospect of me being in the company of Tinley Park residents.
Finally, my ability to drive my car became impeded, my feet ached something awful. My legs, the calves were cramping, charlie-horse knotted muscles made me moan and groan. I laid myself across the front seat center console, as my butt on the driver's seat, and my head lying on the passenger seat. My body was in the throngs of change. I knew it, realizing the old Hag had cursed an unfriendly man to becoming of wanting to being friendly, but a friend with animals...
"What the," I suddenly realize I had either fainted, or slipped down a peg mentally, having forgotten where I was, and discovering my body as in the throngs of a massive change.
My pants felt snug, the size of my butt and hips seemed to be stretching the seams. I could feel my giant size maleness as becoming more aroused by the weird urges and thoughts I had as I laid there in my car.
"Please don't do this to me, I apologize...," the thought runs through my mind, wishing if I could to say I was sorry, but down deep, I did not feel sorry, just uncomfortable.
"Please, Hee... - Haw, me wha... haw, hee-haw, " my thoughts, my voice, the ability to speak, as I had just brayed donkey style.
"No, no, naw-haw, naw...," I heard my voice, listening to the words said, though they melded into a less than human comment, as something similar to what a Anthro-animal might pronounce. What was I becoming, as deep in my mind was a weird wish floating, drifting closer to becoming a vivid wish. "I wish haw..., no, no, naw..., naw - haw, stop, do not bray, as bray I did, no please no, not again, "HEE _ HAW!"
Fear and a sudden rash of surfacing desires pushed my addled brain to expel more shill sounding brays. Something deep within me wanted in the worst way to cause me to change, to transform, to become an equine, a donkey, a colt jackass. The very thought of the word and or title of as a Jackass aroused me, stiffening what protruded out the zipper of my pants, and poked through the open ring of my car steering wheel.
"Oh damn, you stupid mother fucker, what have you done to deserve this...," I thought, and heard within my mind the reply of her, that Hag-woman, as she replied, "You were rude, and I cursed you, but my curse is not a permanent curse, unless you find your physical changes as something to your personal delight.
You are becoming an Anthropic - Donkey, more donkey than what you shall be as human. Your body is almost ready for your first adventure, as I want you to leave your car, disrobe and hide your clothing, wallet, and car keys in the culvert along side the road.
Know this, as you were rude, you shall become as crude when being mostly a Jack male donkey. Beastly lusts drive now your desires. You chosen religion, Christianity is no more, neither do you have the circumcision done to you, as animals need not such signs of grace!
Note if you will that fur, Donkey fur covers your body. Yes fur, as it covers your changing face, as it grew from your donkey ears. You shall live in a pelt of gray-brown coarse donkey fur, as owning soon a donkey tail, and equine hind legs, feet, hocks and hoofs. I shall leave you with furry human arms and hands, human shoulders, and your torso though furry will stay human. Your head, shall be that of a donkey, your eyes, ears, nostrils, mouth, lips and tongue as if born with being a donkey.
Now, do as I specified, get out of your vehicle, as for a long while such things shall be as foreign to your ideals as would be the wish on a Sunday for a donkey to attend church. Disrobe and stow your human trappings in the culvert there beside the road.
Know that you are as naked, though the thought of being naked shall not bother you much, just when you become as sexually aroused, sporting your black cock, then, and only then shall you feel a tweak of humility.
I want you to feel hurt, not pained, but upset with how you act and react, when in the company of a female.
Walk now, run, seek, hide, and enter the Park, wishing all the time for finding a pony mare. Yes, a pony mare, as such cute and sassy animals reside within Tinley Park Downs. Seek with animalistic stealth the scent of a mare, seek and find a pony mare, as they are more your equal in height, and capable for you to stand, mount, as mate, you breeding with such mares.
Yes, yes humiliating at the present is the thought of your standing with erect your donkey cock, as pressing it past the nervous, winking vulva lips of a pony mare. Know and feel as the blunt head of your beastly cock enters the tight confines of the pony mare. Shiver from the wild sensations felt, as the cock slides deep, it seeking to prying, enter the womb of the mare.
Know more, as your enlarged donkey balls pump the donkey semen along the length of your cock, as it shall spew out, as inside your mate, driving you mad, as insane with lust, as one sexual mare is never enough. You will feel the need to breed more, as more, and more, even to hundreds of mating sessions with dozens of willing mares. Bestial lust is from now your driving force for wishing to live, as existing until I decide you have suffered enough.
Your beginning of a life driven by sex shall urge your body to conform, changing onward, until, after your second year, you shall become then all a donkey. Imagine while you can, living for the sensation of sex, of breeding with female equines. Know that as after each mating session, you shall feel a dire want to suckle your cock clean. As bestial shall your desires become, when seen by a human female, your physical aura shall work to arouse their desire for knowing the feel of having a donkey cock inside them and spurting your volume of semen.
Women, silly, sexist types will find you as wonderful, pleading for you to stay, as remain with them, doing your mating often, and after four times you both would orgasm, the woman shall begin to growing a donkey fur pelt. Imagine, your semen is infectious toward humans, female and males. If you try hard, you might grow a Anthropic - donkey heard of lusty creatures wishing fervently for ingesting orally or vaginally your semen, until all they know how to communicate is with braying donkey style!"
Sudden is the realization of how dire is a curse, whether magical or devil-driven, to become as is an evil - animal, is worse than any horror movie you ever saw!