As without so much of an asking, Darla walked around the open door to the box stall holding then Tyson. "Is he tame?" Darla asked as she entered the big stall and stood to the left side of the stud donkey. "Untried you said, but from his just ejaculating I would suggest he is quite able to the task of breeding a female."
"I suggest you be careful while standing so close to such an aroused male donkey, he might take a liking to your warm scent and gift you a sample of his manly dexterity!" Dave said as to warn away Darla.
"Manly dexterity, or stallion dexterity, is he an equine or a man?" Darla said asking bold as brass to the owner.
"He is a mature Mammoth Donkey Jack, a stud animal, not a man; what do you think I am a wizard that can change people into animals? Foolish questions, this conversation is over, you get as I have chores to finish." Dave said as he turned and walked out of the barn.
Darla remained beside Tyson, she seeing his erect cock remaining stoutt but a bit relaxed. A moment of silence and no motions by either Darla or the big donkey. Then Darla said, "Tyson, was that your name say a few months ago, or was it then as Tye, Tye Manson, if it was, then paw your right forehoof but once, and do it now!"
The big donkey turned his head to give a look toward the barn door before he pawed his right forehoof but once.
"I knew it, I knew he was lying, your master Dave acted a nervous when I asked what was the name of you his donkey." Darla said as she strolled to walk behind Tyson, her left index finger tickling along the donkey flanks, as buttocks, to where on the right side of him she fell to her knees beside his mammoth donkey size cock.
"May I, oh brother of mine, just to touch it..., oh, oh wow but you must like having your male tool being so large. I want to touch it, as oh but it feels coarse, all scales of dirt, dried sweat, and maybe the vaginal juices of a few mares or jennets, hmm?" Darla asked of her dehumanized brother turned stud donkey.
"Ew..., your penis, no cock, as donkeys have a cock, but I do like my stroking of it. It is so warm and meaty, the whole thing must weight five pounds or maybe more; have you bred, mated yet with any female equines, if so paw your right forehoof to signify a Yes answer.
Tyson gave a cautious look around inside the barn, he twitching his tall ears to check for any dangerous sound, as the pawed his left forehoof but once.
"What, you mean that young Phil is as we speak having his sexual fun frolicking at the Branson farm, while you get to stand here and masturbate?" Darla asked of her donkified brother. Even as she felt disgust for what she set holding across her hands, her donkey brother felt a directing urge; as his donkey cock began to stiffen.
"What, wha...t, oh my are you doing, hey brother..., oh, oh what is happening, you, your cock is about to fire another load, and me, I, me, what, what, how, aw, aw..., my mouth is being forced open, and your cock is aiming at my face. Aw no, aw, aw..., not in my mouth, Tye no, control yourself, Tye, Tye, oh-aw...!" Darla said just as the blunt distal head end of the black as vile cock did get plunged inside her agape open mouth.
Darla stirred as she stared, watching the two large testicles twitch as they fired the load of donkey semen. As silken creamy surge of donkey semewn roared out to fill her mouth. Darla groaned as she had to swallow in order to breathe. She watched in horror as three stout surges of donkey semen spewed into her mouth, going down her throat, to fill her belly with a vile slurry that belonged better inside the vagina and womb of a female equine.
"Had enough, no go home and leave my animals to me!" Dave yelled at a messy Darla, she choking, coughing, spitting out the trailing semen of a donkey ejaculating.