A new as different body is you, and at the same time, on the same focal plane remains the instinctive mindset of the male donkey that is you. Oddly, you slept through the night and was awakened by a young fellow, a teenager. He entered your stall and urged you to awaken as rise and stand upon all fours. As you give your furred body a first of the day shivered-shaking, what bedding straw that stuck to your coarse feeling fur, fell to the barn floor.
"Charley, Charley come, time to learn to obey, come Charley, it's time for a nice warm bath." The young person so said, and it took a long minute for the news about your being bathed, washed curried and fur combed to really sink into your donkey-dull brain.
You were walked into a metal pipe made frame and your rein tied, as to keep a dumb animal kept in place for getting washed, readied to meet his public viewing. A spraying of warm water begins your bath. A pistol sprayer deposits soap here as there, the odd feeling was when the cold soap got sprayed all over your sheath, and your anus.
A coarse three inch bristle brush begins the scrubbing along your fur covered spine. Another brush is being used to wash your head, forehead, muzzle, as the soap worked into a frothed lather. As then you see her, as soon hearing the lad call her name, she is Karen. Karen is to the mindset of a dirty donkey as quite a honey. She was dressed in skin tight blue jeans and a T-shirt what accentuated her nice, shapely breasts.
The wild spraying of the warm water hose nozzle soaked Karen and turned her gray colored T-shirt into a dark hue twin-tent what helped to display better the shapeliness of her tits. Why then you did not know, but you reached forward your donkey lips and muzzle to give her tits a loving nip.
"Whoa, hey there stud, you stop that nipping, I like my breasts just fine!" Karen exclaimed, as did her friend there, he laughing, said, "I feel jealous of Charley, as he got ta' do what I have wanted to do for the last two years!"
"In your dreams buddy boy!" Karen said to rebuke the sexest comment.
All became as quiet while the bathing continued, until he said, "We are getting low on soap, you stay with him while I get more soap."
Karen stayed with her scrubbing of me, my donkey body, she spraying off the suds, as washed my rump, to remark my butt was clean. She knelt then to spray water and begin the sponging work at my sheath. Whatever, but if it were from the warm water, the sensual feeling sponge, or the manner of how Karen scrubbed, as my cock began to feel aroused.
"Whoa, whoa, oh wow Charley, do you have the cock of a draft horse!" Karen exclaimed, and she took to washing the cock, needing the use her fingernails to scrape away the caked layers of dirt mixed with sweat, semen, and vaginal juices of jennet donkeys that my donkey body had serviced for a long while, without being washed.
Karen got me clean and while she had her hands coated with soap, she began stroking my sensuous cock. As my cock reacted to being stroked it became hard, as stiff, to make me raise it to bonk at my furry belly. Karen watched as her right hand reached high into my stifle, (Groin) and messaged of nicely one of my large, big balls.
The rank sensation made me take a half step back with my hind legs stretching my stance, as giving me more room to toy with my massive cock. Karen set there mesmerized, she watching as I was masturbating my donkey cock. I swung my head to cast a wondering look back at Karen, a would have smiled if a donkey could. As Karen was so interested with her watching my cock swinging, she was looking for her friend if he would return with more soap.
As quick as I felt an urge from my balls as to a possible release, I let my cock swing limp. Karen grabbed it and began stroking it, as made it sway, it swung toward her and I came!