Veronica was a beautiful blond-haired young woman, having sexy full thighs and a round ass. She wore about a size 7, however she was fit and tone. Her one small flaw was that she did not have the breasts that her friends have. She wore B cups instead of C or D’s. But her legs, after years of softball and volleyball, more than made up for her insignificant bust. She was also kind and on, some occasions, very flirty. She wasn’t a bitch to anyone. Even to the individuals that deserve it. Everyone seemed to enjoy her company. Her dream was to be a film actress, no matter what she had to do, it was her goal. Her plan was to drop out of school and start her search at film studios. After several failures, she decided to take a vacation to a place that her friends recommended her: Pleasure Island.
There, she met Grace, a black-haired girl with whom she spent all her week. They spent their mornings and afternoons enjoying the island’s amenities. As the week went on, the girls couldn’t help but notice a few more oddities. For one, more and more people opted for the vegetarian buffet instead of the main buffet. Veronica also noticed a lot of girls were wearing black nail polish.
One day, meanwhile Grace enjoyed a nice, relaxing bath, a scream came from next door to her.
“That’s Veronica’s room” Grace said. “Shit, I better go see if she’s alright.” She quickly got out of the tub and made her way to Veronica’s.
“Veronica? You ok?” Grace shouted. “I heard a scream and I wanna see if everything’s alright.”
After knocking several more times, all with no answer, her concern grew even more. Luckily, the door to her room was unlocked so she cautiously made her way inside, hoping to find Veronica safe and sound.
Rounding the corner to Veronica’s bedroom, Grace found her standing with her back to the door in nothing but her underwear and a tank top, staring at her reflection in a mirror, but something wasn’t right. Sticking out of a hole in the back of Veronica’s panties was a long, rope-like tail covered in thick, grey hair and topped off with a tuft of black hair. As Grace’s eyes migrated upward, she saw the back of Veronica’s head was void of her silky blonde hair. Instead, short grey hair, the same color as her tail, covered her head along with a black Mohawk that ran down the center of her head, disappearing into her tank top. Even more concerning than Veronica’s hair and backside were her ears, which stood over a foot above her head, also completely covered in grey hair.
“V-V-Veronica? What the hell is going on?” Grace timidly asked, unsure of what she was seeing. But her confusion was quickly cleared up as Veronica turned around to face her, revealing an impossible sight. Instead of Veronica’s pretty face, she had the head of a donkey. Everything from her neck up was covered in thick grey fur, her eyes were black and she possessed an unmistakable equine snout.
“Oh Grace! Please! Please! You gotta help me!” Veronica shouted as she finally acknowledged her presence. “I don’t know what to do! I woke up with these ears and this tail. And now, my face is gone! I look like a donkey!”
“Ok, ok, hold on, let’s back up a second” Grace said, struggling to process what she was seeing and what Veronica told her. “You woke up looking like this? You mean, that’s your actual donkey head and tail?”
“Yes! I woke up with the ears and tail and I just saw my own face become a donkey snout! I’m scared, Grace! What do I do!?!?” an increasingly exacerbated Veronica shouted as she ran up to Grace, grabbing her by the shirt. “Find some help! Call anybody! Call anybody! I don’t wanna be a donkey!”
Grace stood helplessly as her new friend desperately begged for help until she abruptly released her grip on Grace’s shirt. We both looked on helplessly as her fingers curled into fists and darkened. Before their eyes, her fingers melted away into her fist and her hands molded themselves into the hooves of an animal!
“Noooooooooooooooo! My hands! I have donkey hooves!!!” Veronica shouted as she pawed her new hooves against Grace’s chest. “Oh, no! Nooooo!!! I don’t want to live like a donkey!!!” Veronica was interrupted by a tearing sound. Grace watched helplessly as Veronica grew taller while her chest barreled out, her body fast becoming equine to match her head, tail and hooves.
“I’m sorry, Veronica! I don’t know how to help you!” Grace told her through tears as Grace began crying, both out of fear and sadness as Veronica’s chest and stomach finished barreling outward, tearing through her shirt and revealing the furry hide of an animal.
“I’m a girl!!! I’m a girl!!! I’m a girl!!!!” Veronica shouted as she began to lean forward, struggling to stand upright with her larger frame. “I am not a donkeeeeeeeeeee HAWWWWWWWWWW! HEE HAW! HEE HAW! HEE HAW! HEE HAW! HEE HAW! HEE HAW! HEE HAW! HEE HAW! HEE HAW!”
With a loud clop, Veronica fell onto her hooves as her body finished changing, she was now a donkey.
“HAWWWWWWWWWWWW HEEEEEEEEEEE HAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! HEEEEE HAWWWWWWW!” Veronica brayed as she bucked and kicked and ran about her room in a fit of rage, shedding the remnants of her shirt and panties in the process, seemingly trying to escape her new animal body. Grace stood in the corner, crying her eyes out, trying to stay out of the rampaging animal’s way when she had a sudden realization.
Grace was terrified, but suddenly, a tremendous force in Grace ’s backside forced her to jump.
“Oh, no!” she yelled fearing the worst. “Ahh!!” she fell forward. She bent more and more forward, till she could see between her legs. Then she saw the most horrid thing of all! A long, brown donkey tail crawling down her butt.
“What!?!?! I have a tail?!? A donkey’s tail!!!” Grace cried.
Grace ’s head started to buzz, and she put her hand to it. “My face!” Grace ran to the mirror.
“AAAAAHHH!!!!!” she shouted. “I’m a donkey!!! I’m a donkey!!! A donkeeeeee….. HEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWW!!” Grace threw her hands to her mouth.
She didn’t know what to do.
“Oooooh! My feet!!” But her feet were no more. They ripped through her shoes, two equine legs complete with hooves.
From the time of her cry to its ending bray, Grace ’s hands folded into two solid black hooves . She couldn’t even stand up anymore.
Grace start kicking around the room, braying wildly like a donkey. Unlike Veronica, Grace left the room breaking the door with her hind legs. She ran away from the hotel.