“As promised to Darla, Dave do take her by either hand, and lead her to you barn, as into a stall. I want you to take a board and using your stencils, paint the name of Darlene, in black print to mark her stall.
Darla, look at me, let our eyes meet and our minds as join.
Know this, as for having broken your promise to me and to Dave, I, Decatur do promise you your life, future, and bodily self shall be for me as molding clay; you shall be what I have as a need, anytime, and sent to any place on the face of the earth.
As for now and here at Dave’s farm, I want your body to slowly, change of species, you shall become as furry, horny, and gaining of feeling the dire need to breed as would a female equine in estrus.
I shall grant you a donkey tail to allow your femininity a sense of dignity, except when the need to urinate or a bowel movement is required.
I want your labia/vulva to become donkey-like in texture, color, and placement upon you donkified body, as proper for a jennet donkey.
After a week, seven days of finding new methods of addressing your horny feelings and seeking manners of relief, your head shall transition, as become the head, ears, eyes, and mouth of a donkey.
I want you to feel your body as it changes, and after your head is fully different, and is that of a donkey, I want you to begin as relish the fact of becoming a jennet donkey. You shall flirt with male donkeys, and lean forward to let them sniff, lick, and mounting they shall probe.
I want you to become a teaser jennet, as for the present you are as sterile as is a female Mule. So, if a Jack donkey gets lucky and strikes his cock deep inside you, he cannot impregnate a half human, half donkey female.
Trust me, as I have your better interests for retaining good health; I promise you some fifty years of living as a jennet donkey!” Decatur said, as told Darla in her nearly inebriated state caused by the devil for his pleasures.
Dave did as he was told, taking as leading Darla to a barn stall and stripping her as again naked, prepared for her donkey skin and fur to begin growing.
He painted the sign with the name of Darlene and nailed it above the doorway to her stall.
She stood shivering, as scared, while realizing the Decatur would soon come to her, and fornicate with her, as she had seen the devil size cock before, not of it inside her; but used on another girl, transformed into being a Exmoor pony mare.
“Oh Dave please, keep Decatur away from me, his maleness, he has a cock similar of size, length, and shape like a male Mule!” Darla said as to plead, lest she be hurt or made very sore.