Tyler thought that being a Clydesdale wouldn't be that bad. Especially as compared to becoming a stupid stinking donkey. At least Clydesdale had a sense of majesty and strength to them. Being a literal ass was probably the most embarrassing thing he could think of. Their doofy faces, there stubby bodies. Everything about them just seems like a worse horse. Yah yah, they're good at carrying things, but that wasn't exactly top on Tyler's wish list.
With this, Tyler looked at the minotaur that was his best friend and finally sighed. "OK. I'll try it. But if I don't like it, you can make me normal, right?"
His dad nodded. "Completely normal. The Circe Camp folks would actually do it, but yes."
Tyler looked up at Jared. "Come with me and watch, OK? I stayed with you."
The huge bovine nodded and grunted. The two of them started walking. Tyler noted his parents made no move to follow. It seemed they did not want to watch their only son become a beast. The same might have been true for Jared's parents, but they seemed delighted when they saw the finished product. "Oh, Jared! You're amazing!" His mother gushed. "If Tyler turns out half so well, I'll be thrilled." Jared's father pointed to the corral, where one of their Clydesdale mares was snuffling the air and watching. A wooden crate was nearby. "Go on in. Part of the spell is mutual desire. The mare will cooperate with you, help you."
Tyler realized he was still naked and had not even thought about it. Something had changed in his head, for sure. Still, there was no point in delaying. He had already mounted a donkey. Given a choice, he'd rather be a champion Clyde stallion.
Jared followed him to the gate, and then stood waiting, joined by his parents. As soon as Tyler entered the corral, the mare snuffled the air and whinnied invitation. Tyler shivered, already feeling the need, her scent teasing his nostrils. He felt his donkey cock engorge, and his heavy black testicles pulsed. The lust did not have the same strength as it had with the donkey. But as he got closer, two things happened. His cock started to get even larger, and the mare's scent got stronger. Tyler thought that he was going from jackass to Clyde stallion, but little did he know, that was the furthest thing from the case.
He was horny, but everything felt off. He got up on the crate and the mare trotted up to great him, showing off her muscular black cunt drenched in arousal and ready to breed. Tyler thought this would turn him on way more than it actually did, but he waved this thought aside, reasoning that he had already cum in the jenny and just wasn't at 100%. It'll change once he starts rutting her.
He takes a deep breath and heaves up his massive, half hard donkey schlong, drooping slightly in has hands due to his only partial arousal. It takes a moment to get the floppy thing in its desired target, and Tyler felt a little embarrassed at his impotence. as the others watched. Eventually, he got the equine member in and started to hump into the tight canal to try and work himself up more. He held on tight to the lovely mares rump and slammed himself in as far as he could over and over again. The tight slick cunt feeling good on his equine member. Each ridge and bump served to stimulate him in new ways he never knew before, and the vacuum pressure stiffened his wood up regardless. But that was it. It only felt GOOD. It wasn't the exhilarating rush of the Jenny that caused him to go on autopilot. being a slave to his desires and his conscious mind being a mear back seat passenger. NOw, Tyler had to consciously slide in and out of fuckhole. it felt more like work than it felt like pleasure. Despite the massive rush of hormones, he felt like he was constantly drunk and couldn't get a full hard on. as he mushed and smushed his less than stiff member he started to feel a blush in his face.
Suddenly, his feet started to crack and become hooves, "finaly!" Tyler thought, "Im becoming a proper Clydesdale!"
Tyler redoubles his efforts, forcing the top half of his torso onto the back of the mare, picking up his feet off the box, and placing his face squarely on her back. Using gravity to force pelvic thrusts into her sopping box. He squeezes his eyes closed, using all his reserved strength to force himself into a horse. "Yes yes, I feel it!" Tyler thought as light equine fur covers his frame and changes in anatomy happened all throughout his body. He could sense his cock swelling in the equine cunny, but the rest of him felt numb. images of a stong stallion hunk flowed through his head as he becomes exited at the idea of his new masculine body. He wouldn't admit it but that thought of a muscly hunk instead of mares actually got him a good bit harder. "Yah, I want to be a prime grade breeding stud! Yah I want to be FUCKED by a prime grade breeding stud! What what did I think?" but it was too late. After 20 minutes of fruitless fucking, Tyler finally felt his balls rising. His arms felt kind of weak, though he was sure they were big and brawny, just sore from the transformation, but his hips and butt felt strong and hearty, a sure sign of his award winning musculature. He felt the chin of his newly formed muzzle curl up, and he was prepared for a mighty neigh to signal his final transformation into Stallionhood, but instead an embarrassing "HEEEEEHAAAW!" brayed from his lips.
The startlingly despondence between his fantasy and the reality of the noise that came out of his mouth shook Tylers eyes wide open and made him jump from his position ontop of the mare. The sudden spook scared the horse as it bolted off and Tyler landed on a surprisingly soft rump as his distended poll disgorged a giant glop of pre right in his face, further discombobulating Tyler. Nether the mare nor him actually got off in the whole exchange. W-What was that!" tyler said in a cracked voice, like a boy going through puberty. He looked at Jared and his parents who were watching. They were trying to hold back laughter for some reason, like he was some kind of...
Tyler scrambled over to a nearby old mirror in his unfamiliar body and was aghast at what he saw. A dorky Donkey face starred back at him. complete with buckteeth, long unwieldy ears, ragged grey fur and a plethora of blemishes that at best could be qualified as "quirky". Instead of the majestic long flowing main he envisioned, he had a mohawk like extension of brown, even courser fur going down the back if his head before evening out into he backfur. Speaking of his body, It was still most definitly male, but instead of the chiseled body he dreamed of, he was average, verging on skinny-fat. Taller than most, maybe a head and shoulders smaller than Jareds new bovine shape, but his arms were nothing special and his chest only had a bare amount of definition which seemed odd against his rather broad manly shoulders. What really catched the eye was his large rump. No wonder he felt like he could keep fucking the mare for days. it was wide and fluffy with a good bit of muscle, but also a sizable amount of fat.
Tyler tried to stand up on his new digitagrade cloven hooves. but the unexpected weight of his larger cock, now larger than Jareds own, and his new jackass tail caused him to bray again compulsively and fall squarely on his ass again. Noone could resist this time and they all started to laugh. Tyler continued to compulsively heehaw as his cheeks turned even more red in the shame. It only became worse when he felt a erogenous sensation in his behind. It seems like his asshole has puffed up into a puffy black ring and the sensation of the rough ground turned him on way more than the Mare could have ever hoped too. He reactively grinded against the dirty dusty soil. His pucker seeming chapped and callous, needing something rough t o stimulate it. His cock shoot up straight, harder than it had ever before, towering just to Tylers chin. Could this situation get any worse?
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After a few minutes eveyone settled down. The new donkyboy could barely hold back the tears of indignation. But gathered his thoughts together enough to ask in a cracked voice "wh-why did I become a donkey, I thought you said id become a clydsdale if I fucked one?" Tyler never made eye contact, to self concision to look at anyone eye to eye.
Jareds Dad matter of factly said "we told you we weren't sure what would happen. Anyways, I dont think we need any mules now, so you'll probably be sent to the Jennys. Shame, to bad we cant turn you back"
"What I thought you said I could?!"
Eh, yah, about that, we kinda expected you to really like your new body so we only said that to egg you on champ. Dont worry though, You will love being a Jenny stud in no time, I guarantee it!" With everything Tyler had been through, he couldn't admit that he probably wasn't into ANY females anymore. But before He could make some sort of excuse, Jared parents just up and walked away, like nothing even happened. Tyler was shocked in disbelief.
Jared was still there though, his expression was hard to read, but his masculine, prime A BEEF was doing something to him. He felt his cock twitch, and he descreately rub his increasingly itchy ass hole on the ground a little, eliciting a moan under his breath. Tyler thought "He's probably not be into a nerdy little donkey freak like you, a male one especially, when he has a heard of breeding cows" but Jared couldn't stop imagining the big bull dominating his dorky donkey ass while he was braying in pleasure. He shook his head, No i'm not gay, stop that, I need to ask him to help me out of this mess