"huh. I've always wanted to be trapped as an ugly, smelly, old donkey."
You only wanted to be trapped as one, just because it would be a horrible, restrictive, experience that made you horny. You would jack off everyday, with the thought in your mind. To be stuck on all fours. Huge, ugly, embarrassing ears. Large, gross, blocky, nuclear yellow-greenish sour teeth. No hands. The thought of never having hands. The thought of being stuck with useless hooves gave you a claustrophobic , almost a BDSM type of sexual thrill. Unable to speak. Just only able to make stupid donkey bray's, rather than being able to speak words you wanted to speak. Poor eyesight. Being controlled by instinct, while maintaining your full human intellect. Gray fur. Enormous hoselike, smelly old black donkey dick attached to your underside that you would never even be able to grip. With a very strong desire to grip it, but being denied the satisfaction with just hooves in place of hands.
But after your masturbation sessions ended with these thoughts, always made such thoughts fade away afterwards. You would always be brought safely back to reality. But what if you couldn't safely come back? What if you were truly stuck? That thought always was at the climax of your jerkoff sessions.
The thought is making your heart pound. You could make it instantaneous, and permanant. You marked those options, and you started getting hornier than you've ever been in your life. You changed the settings to have strong regrets for turning yourself into a donkey. To never, ever be comfortable with such a vile, dirty ass of a body. To have a strong desire to be human. To be fresh and clean. And an even stronger desire to have hands. To always be horny, but unable to ejaculate. To only be able to ejaculate in the presence of a female donkey. To force you to humiliate yourself. To debase yourself, by forcing you to have to mount another donkey, whether male or female.
You stopped for a second, and thought about it. Being forced to be the BOTTOM for a real, natural-born gay jackass would be the ultimate humiliation. To be forced to act out as a donkey against your own internal protests, and to only occasionally have actual control over your own body. Mainly just ty bray when you try to speak.
"Oh God." You mutter. The mouse hovers over the execute button. You reach down, and grip your intensely hard penis, and thought about only being able to bray and to be forced to live life on all fours with a large, dirty, smelly, barrel-shaped body. You're already reaching your climax, when you hit "execute."
One second your sitting in your chair at your computer desk as you, ready to ejaculate. Imnedatiately, your standing in the middle of a field, outside. On all fours! You assume as a donkey!
"Hee hhaaw" "uh oh," you meant to say.
The sound of donkey brays escaping your lips, made your new enormous donkey penis extend to an extraordinary length. You were hornier than at any time in your life.
"Hee hhaaw (oh God.)"
You "feel" the shape of your body. You taste the disgusting, sour breath in your mouth, and feel your new large blocky teeth covered in thick plaque. There is slimy grass already stuck in your teeth. It's enough to make you want to gag.