"All right, then. What will it be?", you ask, accepting to undergo the witch's test.
Red sighs in relief, and Julie smiles. "Well done. You have shown courage, thereby marking your first success in your test. Now, I will use my magic to turn you
into a donkey, and you will work for me for a month, without ever disobeying. You will retain your own mind, memory and free will, unless you fail to obey me".
"In which case...?", you ask, already knowing the answer.
"In which case, your mind and soul will adapt to your body, and you will be my property. Now undress, for you will need your clothes when your test is over".
You blush furiously at the witch's request, and she smiles knowingly. "You are not the first man I see unveiled, and one more in many will make no difference".
"But... the girl...", you object, blushing even more.
"No more objections!", replies Julie, sternly. "Remove your clothes, I said".
Burning with embarassement, you strip naked. The warm breeze of summer greets your exposed skin.
"Now close your mouth, and hold your breath!", the witch commands, and proceeds to sprinkle you with some grey powder.
"What's.. what's gonna happen now?", you ask, your heart pounding with anticipation and fear.
Julie smiles in response. "How do you feel, young man?", she asks.
"I.. feel..", you mumble. You feel strange, that's for sure, but _strange_ is not enough. You feel whole, strong, healthy, hairy.
Hairy?
Hairy, indeed. Your sparse, thin chest hair is slowly thickening, and your pubic hair is getting longer, straight, and paling towards a light shade of grey/brown. Tufts
of the same light, dense hair grow beneath your armpits.
Your skin doesn't itch. It just feel somewhat more sensitive.
Now the back of your neck is feeling funny, and yor shoulders too. "My back. I can't see it, but it feels like... something".
The witch smiles. "If you need a mirror, I can provide one", she says, and with a gesture summons a stream of water from the well, forming a thin, round, reflecting
sheet that floats just behind you.
Coarse grey hair is sprouting from your shoulders, and a line of fine, long, black tufts travels from the back of your head to the small of your back. With a touch of
embarassment, you notice you're growing hair all over your butt.
Suddenly, your shoulders shift and begin to change their shape. You can feel your bones reshaping themselves, slowly, calmly and painlessly. Blood rushes through
them to your throbbing wrists and hands. Spasming muscles keep your fingers together as flesh and bone fuse into a single digit, elongating, growing tufts of coarse
dark hair.
An odd feeling of fear and excitation accompanies the changes in your flesh. You hear a muffled laughter, and turn to see Red's blushing face, buried in her
grandmother's gown. Oh, no! You probably got excited and...
A glance at your crotch makes you gasp. Sure, you got excited, and your member is erect... but it's an _equine_ member, at least in proportions. In shape, it's still
almost human, but the texture and colour of your skin is gradually changing.
Your skin feels harder, almost leathery, and your joints are beginning to ache. Your body hair is now definitely a mat of fur, and your thighs, legs and feet are
beginning to shift, and grow fur.
Keeping balance is hard. You drop your weight on your arms, now ending in forehooves, and wait for your legs to complete their change. In the meantime, your
chest and torso grow in size and barrel out, wiping away the last human looks your body still possessed.
With an almost painless jerking pull, a cord of flesh and skin shoots out of the very end of your back, just above your enlarged, furry backside. It quickly covers
with fur, and grows a black tuft at the end. Once again, Red muffles a howl of laughter.
The rest of your body being exquisitely equine, your neck and head begin their final change. Your neck lenghthens and thickens, sprouting a dark mane, and with a
distinct pull your ears stretch into asinine ones. Your breathing sounds strange. You turn to Julie and say "It's almost over, isn't eeeeht?".
"Sounds like you answered yourself!", giggles Red.
"How funneeeEEEH-HAAAAAW!", you reply, as your face elongates into a hairy donkey's muzzle. "HAAAAAW EEEEEEh-HAAAAAAW", you bray, trying to
speak.
"Hush, hush", says Julie patting your muscular neck. "To the stable, now. Go rest for a while".
You manage to nod (your equine head is not that easy to handle) and quietly reach the stable. You wait for Julie's orders, idly munching some hay.