After mating, Brian and Kevin were very satisfied and fell asleep just as dawn broke. Veronica had to tolerate, please and satisfied reluctantly the will and wishes of that pair of jackasses all the night. She was sick of the thought of sex, with human and with donkeys, but now as a jennet she couldn't do anything to avoid Brian and Kevin's lust.
"Good morning, everyone!", arrived the manager Jeb accompanied by the Caretaker. "I hope you had a great night. And from what I see these two males did have it. Ha ha ha!" Jeb pointed Brian and Kevin who were still sleeping.
"That's strange, I feel that you still don't act like a complete real jenny." Jeb tried to caress her muzzle, but Veronica didn't let him and began to bray. "What do you think?" he asked to the Caretaker.
"She still thinks as a human, manager", he answered.
Then, Jeb ordered the Caretaker to leave the place. He wanted to talk alone with Veronica.
Jeb nodded and got on his knees next to the braying Veronica. "That's it dear, jenny. Let it all out." The braying kept flowing out of her.
Jeb kept his hands on her heaving furry back. "That's it...that's it..."
Veronica finally seemed to calm down. She got shakily to her hooves and started thinking to herself "No no no...I'm a girl! A human girl! This isn't right."
Suddenly her ear was taken by a hand with cool fingers. "On the contrary, dear Veronica. This is how all humans are supposed to be." He said. His voice was soothing. Strong. It made her feel safe. She tried to shake it out.
"N-no....I'm not...not...Ohhhhh..." She moaned as her tail moved back and forth.
Jeb continued speaking with his soft and seductive voice. "As nature intended. You do not need clothes, young jenny."
Veronica buried her muzzle in his chest drinking in his scent.
"That's it...drink in the scent of your kind." Jeb said, looking into her eyes.
"M...my...kind?" Veronica asked. Then, Jeb took off his human mask he was wearing to show his real being, he was a gray anthro donkey boy. Veronica was shocked.
"Yes my dear. As me, you are a donkey." He said.
It felt so right. All the parts of her that had changed just felt so, well, good. Natural. A grin spread across her equine snout. "D-d-donkey..." She thought slowly.
"I think you were the same as the other jennets, but you still behave like a human. Let's get you back to my foal." He said kindly and led her into a secret pasture behind the Pleasure Island. A small bray echoed and Veronica came charging out.
Months later, Veronica handed it to Jeb, a huge smile on her face. "Come here, little one!" Veronica called out a small donkey, Jeb had helped her to recover her human voice but she stiil be quadruped.
The small donkey brayed and ran to her. She knelt down to give him access to her udders and he immediately latched on. She gasped as the milk started flowing. The little donkey brayed happily and moved under her extending belly. She felt the little one's muzzle butt into her udder and the milk start flowing properly.
Something was different. Veronica felt odd. Dull. Simpler.
Jeb stepped back and surveyed his mate Veronica. She was very pretty, even for a donkey. Jeb carressed her back, that made that her tail wiggled and came to life and Veronica suddenly started braying loudly, deeply, and authentically.
Then, Veronica leaded down and started grazing, keeping her belly up a bit so her foal could nurse while she did.
Jeb nibbled her ear affectionately and picked up the book he had dropped. He flipped through it. It described in great detail the gradual transformation of boys and girls into donkeys, in body and mind. The book also mentionated the very special cases that a human body could be transformed into an ass one, but the mind didn't. Veronica was one of these cases.
He grinned at his partner and his foal. "Thank you sweet, jenny", Jeb kissed Veronica's muzzle. He smiled and walked off towards his next victims, some stupid boys and girls of Pleasure Island.