Darla turned and rushed out of the barn stall, as slowed to walk behind Dave standing in the barn aisle. She said nothing to him, and walked rather stiffly to the barn door before she then began to run the two mile distance toward home.
As she ran the warm air of the summer daytime worked to dehydrate the wet and sticky donkey semen plastered to her T-shirt, bra, and all about her face as well in her shaggy mop of a bowl cut head of hair.
She ran scared after what had happened as she did not know why when seeing Tye toying with his huge donkey cock she felt duty-bound to suckle it. “Sucking on a donkey animal cock, damn but why,” Darla thought as she ran along old highway US-2.
“Damn it, even if it was Tye her brother, she had see his big cock before he became as a donkey, and then she would not have had the inkling to want as place that inside her mouth.” Darla thought as she ran…
When almost home she could see the large farmhouse and felt the safety it offered her, especially then in a time of personal peril. She ran to the rear service door to the house, and entered into the kitchen where her loving mother was busied making an evening supper for her family.
A quick “Hi mom,” as Darla strode past, was recanted by her mother saying, “Darla, you been out running, pew, you smell stinky…, best take a shower before coming to the supper table!”
Darla said nothing more, as she dashed up the stairs to the second floor of the spacious house that was the family home. She rushed into her bedroom and retrieved a white blouse, a clean bra, a pair of skin-tight blue jeans and a pair of white cotton socks.
Then to the bathroom went Darla and her taking a needed as relaxing hot shower. She closed and turned the door knob lock on the door to give her absolute privacy. Next was the peeling off of her the semen dried as stuck to her skin T-shirt coated with blotches of dried, thick donkey semen.
Her bra she wore was as well drenched in donkey semen, and stuck to her skin as if the thing were starched stiff.
“Oh yuck,” Darla moaned as the stiffly stuck bra seemed glued to her breast nipples, tugging on then as the bra was peeled off her ample chest. “Ow, damn that hurt,” Darla grumbled as she felt her nipples as stretched.
Then came the time to remove her jean, as skin-tight they were as all her jeans. Darla preferring to go commando style, as if ready for any horny boy who would want to give Darla a fun fling, on a hot day.
Peeling to rolling the jeans down, Darla leaned far forward, her cute nose just twelve inches from able for her to tuck it into her pussy, as what did she see, but a circle of gray donkey fur surrounding her wet, as dripping, horny feeling pussy.
“No, no, as no, this can’t be real,” Darla grumbling as her hands reached to touch her new donkey fur bush.
“Ah… Oh so soft, so nice…, as it…!” Darla moaned she spread the gray mound of donkey fur to see then the black lipped vulva similar to a pony mare or a donkey jennet.
Aroused, she had to know what it felt to have a donkey cunt. She turned and knelt by the toilet stool, fingering free a floor board from the parquet wooden floor. Darla reached into her private space and retrieved from it, her recently as purchased vibrating Banana dildo. A flick of the small switch and the vibrations began in perfect silence, something far better than her old dildo what buzzed like a man’s shaver.
Held in on hand she touched the dildo to her darkened lips of sex as she pressed it inside her vagina.
“Oh, oh, oh, but…,” Darla moaned as the dildo sent her arousal level to peak that she lost her balance and fell to kneeling down on the bathroom floor. Her knelt position forced the dildo inside her deeper than she had ever used it before.
“Fantastic,” she moaned as the very tip of the dildo stuck out but an inch from going all the way inside her sensual body. Huffing then her breathing she set there loving the feelings, the waves of sensual delight becoming as euphoria!
“Hey, ouch, what the,” Darla yelped as she felt a serious sharp pain hit above her butt. She reached both of her hands as behind her, and felt for, found then the first inch of growth to her gaining a tail.
“Oh no, no this is not happening,” Darla said as she tried then to remove the working dildo, only to notice that her mound with donkey fur had begun to spread through her groin, as sprouting on her thighs and a trail of gray fur growing toward her navel.