The truck takes off with Dan still trapped. His mind begins stirring.
"This isn't fair! What did I ever do to deserve this, anyway!? And mom....she....she....sold me out! Why?"
He started trying to formulate a plan. He tried kicking out with his rear legs, but it was such close quarters, he couldn't move properly. He was well and truly stuck in this godforsaken horsetrailer. His donkey nose practically up the rearend of a real donkey. He felt like crying, but couldn't. He tried to. He tried to moan.
"Eerrgghh Hhhaaww eerrgghh hhhaaww" "oh, it's so useless! I can't even cry properly!"
They kept right on driving. Hour after hour. Where they were currently located and where they were headed to, he couldn't even begin to guess. He desparately wanted to know. He brayed one more time:
"Eerrgh Hhhaaww eerrgghh hhhaaww." Mostly to test his inability to speak. Eventually, his mind began to wander. Then his tail lifted again in unison with the donkey in front. He FELT it lift! It woke him from his daydreaming, then felt another pile of manure work its way out of his bowls. The donkey in front of shit just before he did. He had front row seats to the shit tumbling out of the other donkey's anus, and felt the same thing happen to him. His sharpened hearing picked up the double ""plopping" of his and the other donkey's shit dropping to the trailer's floorboard. Not only was it tremendously gross, but it was utterly humiliating. A quick jolt to the left, and his front hoof smashed the other donkey's manure down into the poor wooden floor.
He "felt" the softness of the manure through his hoof, much like you would "feel" the softness of mud under your shoe.
"Eerrgghh Hhhaaww eerrgghh hhhaaww EEERRGGHH hhhaaww' Dan replied, attempting to express his disgust but failing to do so. Donkey manure now caked on the bottoms of both of his front hooves. As before, he wouldn't be using them to eat with anyway. He's a donkey. He would just have to be careful not to step on patches of grass that he intends to eat once he arrives at whatever farm or field he is destined to live his life out in. Otherwise, he would be ingesting shit along with his regular diet of grass.
He then felt like he needed to piss, but like his inability to hold his shit, he was also incontinent with his pissing. His large black penis extended out of its thick rubbery sheath. To his horror, he felt himself begin to piss. He tried holding it in, but it was no use. All he could do was just stand there and piss. It came out fast and strong, splattering around his front legs. Giving them a hot yellow shower. His piss intermingled with the other donkey's smashed turds, and created a sort of muddy sludge that he would be forced to just stand in.
He then heard the same sound coming from the giant horse next to him. A very strong sound of piss hammering on the hard wooden trailer floor. Mimicking his own pissing noise.
"Eerrgghh Hhhaaww eerrgghh hhaaw eerrgghh hhhaawww!!!" Poor Dan. All he could do is stand there braying. Reduced to the same level as other mere farm animals. He WAS a farm animal now..... No longer any better than to sleep in a barn, eat grass and hay without hands, and shit and piss wherever he stood. Unable to ever bathe himself. Being just mere property that his new owner could do with as he wished. Reduced to just the bare minimum of rights as an animal to not be abused. But unable to ever escape or tell a soul hes been abused should his owners ever decide to do so.