The trucks dropped the Annette, Giana, Carola and Marcella in a corral located next to the Pleasure Island's pier. Annette was sat there and she couldn't speak anymore, she only brayed sadly. Also she had a hairy brown ears and tail, a different situation from Giana, Carola and Marcella because by that time the girls had been transformed into full donkeys.
Annette was seeing how the Coachwoman and her henchman were loading donkeys into crates and onto a big boat.
"Come on, you blokes, keep 'em moving!" the Coachwoman ordered "Lively there now. We haven't got all night."
Annette and her friends were concerned about their future, they observed that the crates had signs like "To the circus", "To the salt mines", "To the farm" and other places that would make use of a donkey.
"Come on, come on! Let's have another!" the Coachwoman pointed a frightened brown jennet with reddish mane, she was Giana, who was brought out toward her. "And what's your name?", the Coachwoman asked maliciously.
"HEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAWW!" Giana brayed pathetically.
"Okay, you'll do!" the Coachwoman teared Giana's clothes off and threw her into a crate with five other jennets. "In you go! You girls'll bring a nice price!" she cackled evilly. "All right. Next!", the Coachwoman now was pointing another donkey and she was brought out toward her.
"And what might your name be?"
"Marcella", answered the gray donkey with her ears and tail down by shame and fear.
"Hmmm, so you can talk.", the Coachwoman got upset.
"Y-Yes, signora. I wanna go home to my mama! Hee Haw! Hee Haw! Hee Haw!", Marcella brayed.
"Take her back to the corral with the 'not yet transformed'! She can still talk!" the Coachwoman threw Marcella again with you. "Please, please! I don't wanna be a donkey! Let me out of here!" The rest of the donkeys and girls with donkey features protested in unison, begging for mercy.
The Coachwoman came forward and yelled furiously cracking her whip "Quiet! You girls have had your fun. Now, pay for it."
At various points in the corral there were mirrors. The Coachwoman purposely placed them to humiliate the girls by seeing their permanent changes. Annette began to see her reflection expecting the worst. If it wasn't for her ears, tail and brays, she would have passed for a normal girl. Even she conserved her clothes.
Annette looked at her tail in the mirror. Looking at the hole in her pink sleeveless dress closer, it seemed like it wasn’t too big.
But as Annette tucked her fingers inside of her black belt in order to pull the pink sleeveless dress down, she found that it felt incredibly snug against her hips and ass. She gently began to slide the form-fitting sleeveless dress downward but didn’t get far. If she pushed down any further, it felt like it was going to tear apart even more.
“Why is this damn dress so tight?! Annette thought.
Annette was becoming increasingly concerned that she wouldn’t be able to get the damn pink sleeveless dress off in order to hide the tail. Her pink sleeveless dress was clearly getting tighter and tighter. Suddenly, Annette heard a slow ripping sound as the hole her tail was poking out of began to split apart thread by thread.
“No, no, NO! Don’t tear, don’t tear!!”, she begged
Annette turned sideways as she watched her ass in the mirror. She winced as she watched her ass slowly push further outwards, straining her pink dress even more. The stress it was causing her trembled down to her tail as it straightened out behind her and began whipping violently, tearing open the hole even further. Annette moaned in pain as the pressure increased.
“Uuuuhhhh! Oh NO!!” she thought.
Suddenly, the seams on either side of her dress quickly began splitting open and her tail hole widened even further. Annette placed her hands on her ass, trying to stop the pink sleeveless dress from tearing even more, but her efforts were futile. She could feel her ass growing underneath the fabric. Finally, the seams of the black belt popped apart and the pink sleeveless dress gave way. She heard a rip sound.
Annette’s pink sleeveless dress fell off to the floor showing her lower body as she embarrassingly clenched her legs together. As soon as the fabric fell from her body, she could feel a cool draft blow across her privates, which was strange as she was still wearing her panties. But upon looking down, she realized why: her tail had split open her panties earlier and now they were only hanging on by the stretched black belt strained across her widened hips. Below her waist, she was complete naked, her pink long-sleeved shirt was not that long to cover her.
“Not my panties too! Annette cried
Annette looked over her ass and was disgusted to see that it had indeed filled out more. While she still retained her nice figure, her butt cheeks and thighs had clearly thickened with a bit more muscle and her hips were wider. She didn’t know if her eyes were playing tricks on her or if it was just the lighting in the room, but it also appeared that the skin of her butt cheeks, leading down to the backs of her thighs seemed to have taken on a paler, almost brown hue.
The coloration of her ass was indeed odd, but she was more concerned about finding a way to cover her naked lower half. Maybe there was some sort of way she could staple her pink sleeveless dress back together enough to fit it around her ass.
The sensation was so strange. It felt like a force was grabbing onto her crotch and trying to shape it like putty. A wave of pleasure ran through her body and she moaned. Her tail swung back and forth as her has grown a little larger. Her butt felt thick, but muscular. The force caused her to push her ass out further, forcing her thighs apart.
“Uhhhh, what’s happening now?!”, Annette asked.
She lowered her head, catching a glimpse of her vagina. The warm surge that was taking control of her body radiated from her groin and worked its way around up between her butt cheeks and into her asshole. The tight, fit ass that Annette had always been proud of swelled into animal-like flanks and her butt cheeks began to spread apart. She felt the corral air blow across her anus, sending goosebumps across her body as her crack was forced apart. Annette couldn’t help but shut her eyes in pleasure as she felt her vagina begin to be pulled down and around into the crevice between her ass cheeks.
“HEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAWW!!!” she groaned with clenched teeth.
The force that was slowly transforming her body took hold of her vagina and continued pulling it up her ass, leaving her with a hairy mess of wet fur between her legs where her once human pussy rested. She tossed her head back, her beautiful blonde hair cascading over her arched shoulders and down her back as she gave in to the pleasure of her vagina being moved to her rear. She pushed her ass out more, straining her tail outwards as the pulling sensation began to fade and her vagina came to rest proudly between her ass cheeks.
Then, looking down at her crotch, she saw that her vagina was no longer nestled between her legs and she now only had a patch of white fur there.
“Where’s my vagina?” Annette thought.
Annette looked back over her shoulder to see what had happened but realized that she couldn’t see much past her larger ass. She walked over to the mirror behind her corral door, feeling a sensitive tingling coming from her ass. Turning her rear to the mirror, she looked back and couldn’t believe her eyes.
“Oh no! NO!!”
It was only when she saw her own ass in the mirror that she realized she did, in fact, now had a female donkey’s genitalia. Her ass cheeks had paled in coloration to a light brown that turned into a darker black within her ass crack and all around her vagina, which now proudly rested in the center of her ass. It was prominently displayed for the world to see now and Annette had every reason to feel embarrassed about it.
As Annette wept over her new vagina, her asshole began to darken in coloration to match the rest of her privates. Just like with her vagina, her anus changed from a warm tan to olive, dark brown, and then to a deep matted black, matching her pussy lips. She was unaware of the change until she felt her tail instinctively move to the side as she felt warmth in her asshole.
Her eyes drifted back to her rear end and her anus began to pucker in and out uncontrollably as if she were about to go to the bathroom. With each push outwards, her anus began to swell up like an inner tube. It went from a tight, smooth human asshole to a bloated black ring that rested just below her tail. Annette felt the urge to prod it and she traced a finger back to her ass, running it around the puffy, donut shaped sphincter. The skin took on a dry, leathery appearance like her vagina had. She poked at the ring, feeling its thick meatiness and then pushed one of her fingers into the warm confines of her asshole.
“Heeeeee Haaaaaaaaw!!!,” Annette groaned in pleasure. Her anus swelled up more, tripling the size of her human one. She pulled her fingers out of her anus which closed up with a tight puckered appearance, finishing off its change into an equine anus.
“Oh! Why did I do that?!” Annette looked back at her now completely equine genitalia. Annette’s butt cheeks and thighs began to itch and she couldn’t help but scratch at her pale skin, trying to relieve the sensation. The fur that had grown in around her crotch began to spread outwards around her thighs to her ass. The fur transitioned from a soft white in her most sensitive area around her crotch to a medium shade of brown on top of her ass, matching the fur she had already grown along her tail.
She settled into the soil as best as she could, moaning as her exposed vagina and anus rubbed against the ground. “This feels so weird!!” she thought.
Annette wanted to get up but she felt one of her feet twist out from under her, sending her spiraling to the soil.
Annette caught her breathe and slowly sat up, thankful that she didn’t hit her head. She caught a glimpse of her feet.
“No, no, no!!”
She pulled her feet closer towards her body as she bent over to get a better look at her misshapen toes. Annette tried curling her toes, but they felt incredibly stiff and rigid, as if they were succumbing to rigor mortis. Her toes had all taken on a black coloration and looked like they had fallen victim to frostbite. Upon closer inspection, Annette saw that the individual tips of her toes had somehow merged into each other and the space between each of her toes was beginning to seal up as well. When she tried to bend them on each foot, her whole mound of toes curled in unison as if they were tucked into a pair of mittens.
“No, not my feet too! Please! Hee Haw!” Annette pleaded.
She took off her Mary Jane shoes and white socks. She grabbed one of her feet and her mouth went agape as she found that her toes also no longer felt warm and soft, but had become rather cold and hard. Little by little, her feet continued to lose color and began to harden into a keratin mass.
“My feet…are they becoming hooves? UGGGH!! Why do I smell so badly?!”, she thought.
She grabbed the chest of her pink long-sleeve shirt and tried fanning herself but that only made things worse. Annette’s body was beginning to react to heat and hormones just as a donkey’s would. The lingering horniness she was constantly feeling burning inside of her was putting out a strong musk that was very unwelcoming to any human, but like a drug to a jackass.
The more Annette sweated from her body dealing with all of the changes, the more brown fur began to sprout from her pores across her ass, legs, and her shoulders. She scratched at her armpits through the pink long-sleeve shirt which was soaked under her arms.
Looking over her body more closely, though, Annette noticed that she seemed to be putting on weight as well. Her midsection seemed to have some flabbiness that wasn’t there this morning. Lifting up her pink long-sleeve shirt, she saw that she had indeed gained a little weight around her belly. Her hips seemed a little wider as well, filling out her ass more. The light coating of fur that was once just a thin trail leading from her crotch to her belly was now much thicker and had begun spreading around her stomach and up her lower back.
Then, Annette realized that if she did indeed turn completely into an ass, there wouldn’t be much of a trace of her. It would be as if she had disappeared. The more she thought about it, the more she began to think that perhaps it wouldn’t be the end of the world. All of the stress, the responsibility…it would all be gone. Her life would be so much simpler. Maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing.
“What would I have to worry about? Eating? Sleeping? Mating?... No more worries, no more school…I wouldn’t miss that.” Annette thought.
Annette began to feel warm thinking about life as a donkey. She could feel new urges an instincts trying to take over her body. Even she started to feel a greater desire to mate.
She tucked her left hand under her ass and shoved a few fingers inside of herself.
Annette’s eyes glazed over as she became mesmerized by the beastly cocks. She fingered herself gently with her left hand while her right hand drifted down under her pink long-sleeve shirt and began fondling her breasts. Closing her eyes in ecstasy, Annette kneaded her cute breasts passionately. Little did she know, but with each squeeze, rub, and swirl of her hand around her nipples and breasts, they subtly began to lose some of their perfection.
As her breasts slowly deflated, Annette began to gain some girth in her belly. Her once athletic midriff lost its tonality and began bloating outwards into a paunch. She gave no thought to the tingling sensation crawling up her belly, past her navel and around her sides as more and more brown fur began to blanket her skin.
“HEEE HAAAW! HEEE HAAAW! HEEE HAAAW! HEEE HAAAW! HEEE HAAAW!, she brayed joyfully.
The pleasuring sensation Annette had been feeling from rubbing her breasts was beginning to lose its luster as her nipples receded and her breasts continued to shrink. However, in exchange, she began to feel a pulling sensation down in her crotch, just above where her vagina once rested between her legs. As Annette’s breasts disappeared and she only felt a small thickness of skin on her now flat chest, she opened her eyes, dazed and confused.
She raised her pink long-sleeve shirt and looked down to see that she no longer had breasts. Her eyes drifted down further and she saw that her stomach had become quite swollen. She took a deep breath and felt her ribcage expand a little, a few pops signifying that her chest cavity was growing into a more equine shape. Her entire chest was now also covered in thick brown fur that lightened to more of a white towards the center of her chest.
She scratched at the top of her head and stared at her lower body. She was looking more and more like a donkey with every sensation she felt run through her body.
The warmth pooled in her groin and she couldn’t help but close her eyes with a moan as two pockets of sensitive skin began to puff outwards between her thighs. She opened her eyes and looked back down to see that the skin around her groin was beginning to fill outwards into two pockets that looked like two little balloons.
“What…ARE those?!”, Annette asked.
Her question was quickly answered as two black dots budded up on the surface of the liquid-filled sacs. Rubbing a finger across one of them, Annette felt a sensitive surge of pleasure course up through her body, making her shiver , just as she had felt when she fondled one of her breasts. The two dots stood up at attention and hardened as they thickened and lengthened into what could only be described as teats.
“Really?!! I have teats now too?!!”, she thought.
She was a female and she was turning into a donkey, so of course she was growing teats. Annette scratched at the back of her neck and then on top of her head again, not really giving much more thought to it.
Later, Annette nonchalantly reached up and scratched at her blonde hairband and again and froze in her tracks when she felt a thick bush atop her head.
Clopping over to the mirror, her mouth fell open as she eyed the top of her head. Annette still had her beautiful blonde hair, but parting her silken strands straight back across the middle of her head was a thick blonde Mohawk. Turning her head, she followed the wall of course hair around the back of her head and down towards her neck. She immediately grabbed her curtain of blonde hair and pulled it apart to see that the Mohawk trailed all the way down across the back of her neck and below the collar of her pink long-sleeve shirt. She reached around under the back of her shirt and felt the thickness of the blonde hair taper off as it made its way down her spine.
“I have a mane”, she understood.
Turning back around towards the mirror, she then noticed that thin patches of brown fur were beginning to creep in from her hairline, across her forehead and cheeks. For the first time, Annette felt like the fur growing all over her was like a fungus, slowly taking over. Upon closer inspection, she saw that her lips had also begun darkening into a tint of black leathery skin. Her nose looked a tad swollen as well, but her sinuses felt incredibly open and heightened.
Suddenly, she had an urge to be completely naked. She took off her light pink long-sleeved shirt, the only garment she still had on. It was clear, donkeys are uncomfortable wearing clothes.
With that, now she could look herself over in the mirror with her still overall shape of a woman, but with a changed body that made her look like a donkey standing on two legs. To be exact, like a one year-old jennet standing on two legs.
Then, while looking at his reflection, Annette’s teeth began to thicken and become blocky, something more functional for chewing on hay, grass, and fruit. Her two front teeth grew into large ivory slabs that gave her agape face a cartoonish appearance.
“What? My teeth are so large! Oh no, I have buck teeth”, she thought.
Suddenly, the Coachwoman came from behind and grabbed her by the tail.
“It seems that only you are missing. Some girls don't know how to have fun.”, she said. Annette had not noticed that the corral was empty. Only she was missing to transform.
“Do not worry. I will give you a little help”, the Coachwoman raised her whip and smashed it into her butt cheeks.
“HEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAW!”, Annette shouted.
“The more you bray, you will be with your friends sooner” the Coachwoman laughed “A circus asked me for about twenty donkeys, just you are the one I lack.” She used the whip a second time.
“HEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAW! HEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAW! HEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAW!”,
Then, Annette’s muscles began to thicken, primarily in her shoulders, upper arms, and legs. Her arms began to lengthen. As her shoulders bulged outwards with her hands landing on the ground. Her longer arms, now turned legs, forced Annette’s posture to change as she naturally began to straighten out her knees. Her knees and hips popped and locked into place giving Annette the fully-formed rear end of a jenny.
Annette clenched her fists, occasionally pawing at the ground with a grunt as she felt her hands harden more and more. Her black hands began to crystallize with a hard layer of keratin as they finished becoming hooves.
Tears began to well up in her eyes as Annette felt how the Coachwoman was whipping her back and butt for the eighth time.
She knew that her humanity was quickly disappearing. Her neck began to thicken and lengthen, brown fur filling in along its length. Her body was completely that of a donkey, all the way up to her head. All that Annette had left was her beautiful face and her soft head of silky blonde hair.
Annette’s life flashed before her eyes: the innocence of her childhood and her family. How could it all lead to this? But it doesn’t mattered now. Little by little, her humanity was stripped away from her over the course of the day. Her hairy ears, her swaying tail, her black and leathery vagina the braying, her entire smelly body. She was a donkey now.
“HAAAAAAW! HEEE HAAAW! HEEE HAAAW! HEEE HAAAW! HEEE HAAAW! HEEEEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAWW!!!
Annette’s mind became flooded with thoughts of lying out in a sunny pasture, the warmth of the sun soaking into her thick furry body like a blanket. She thought about how sweet the grass would be as she grazed. Her stomach rumbled in a quiet response as her chest barreled out a little further with her stomach and other organs having just finished growing into a donkey’s.
As she brayed, her nostrils stretched and enlarged a little more with each deep sniff. Her once petite nose had swollen into an amalgamation of a large human nose and a donkey muzzle. A fine, gentle coating of white hairs began to grow along the bridge of her nose, along her upper lip, and down around her lower lip and chin. As the brown fur continued to creep further in, covering her face, a similar coating of soft white fur circled her eyes. Annette’s well-manicured brown eyebrows subtly lost their color and filled in the upper curves of the patches of white fur that now encircled her eyes.
She was nearly entirely a donkey from her head down. With a loud wet pop, Annette’s chin jutted outward making her squint. The sensation wasn’t painful, it just felt like an invisible force was pushing her skull out from the inside of her body. As her jaw thickened and pulled her skin taught, the bridge of her nose began to widen and flatten. Annette’s eyes bulged wide as the bridge of her nose pushed them apart, splitting her vision. A few tears ran down from her eyes as her face continued to stretch outward into a donkey’s, but deep inside she felt a peace rush over her body.
"It’s going to be okay, cutie. You’re an animal now. Life will be so much simpler than it was as a human.", told her the Coachwoman.
As her face slowed its transformation, Annette’s long blonde hair gently began falling from her head. At first in thicker, matted clumps, and then strand by strand, her beautiful hair drifted down onto the hay covered floor of the stall. As the last strands of her hair left her scalp, her head was covered in a thick coating of brown fur to match the rest of her body.
"It’s over… I’m a donkey."
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On the boat, Annette thought again the positive thing of being a donkey “Maybe this is isn’t so bad… No job to worry about…no responsibilities…no worrying about my figure or appearance. Just relaxing…sleeping…eating…mating…”