On all fours, Jeana began to feel her ears warm.
“Why do my ears feel weird?” Jeana muttered. Her eyes widened at the feeling of two appendages that were clearly bigger and growing within her grasp.
“What are these…..these aren’t my ears!” Jeana cried out, tugging on the appendages causing them to fold over. Her ears slipped from her grasp spring up as they finished changing. Jeana looked around, her heart racing as she was trying to find some sort of reflective surface to look at to see what these things were on her head.
Eventually, her eyes caught sight of a crack mirror leaning against one of the bins. She bolted over to it, bending over in front of it. Her eyes widened with fear and disbelief at the sight of two large inhuman ears attached to her head, the white skin was darkening slowly becoming coated in brown hairs. The skin where her ears meet her head slowly darken into a brown colour.
“MY EARS!” she shrieked, “Wait…...Why the heck do I have donkey ears!”
Small tears formed in her sleeves as the hairs on her arms thickened even more. Jeana just stared about the hairs poking out through the tears, rolling up her sleeves up as far as her elbows. Tears welled up in her eyes at the sight of the coat of hairs covering her forearms, there was no sign of her skin but she could feel the roughness of what she thought was most likely skin as she combed her finger through the hairs.
A small bulge formed under her khaki shorts whilst a pain developed in her spine growing stronger by the minute around her tailbone. The bulge grew against the fabric of her shorts, straining and stretching to the point where small tears were starting to form.
Jeana strained and groaned as the pressure in her short became unbearable, small flakes of khaki fabric fluttered to the floor as the tears grew revealed two small strips of the pink colour of her formerly hidden underwear.
With a final strain and a loud “SHRRRIPP” an explosion of khaki fabric flew to the floor as a long ropey appendage whipped out into the open, flopping against her shorts.
Jeana reached back, grasping the new growth whilst she twisting her body around to face her butt towards the mirror. Tears leaked out of her eyes at the sight of a jagged hole in her shorts and a smaller but noticeable hole in her underwear. She shuddered, feeling the fleshy appendage slowly but rapidly growing thick brown hairs whilst the tip grew a large clump of dark brown hairs.
“This can’t be happening….MY FEET, MY EARS AND NOW A TAIL!” she shrieked.
Her body turned away from the mirror in an attempt by Jeana to hide her tail as she released it. She began to whack her brain, trying to think about how and why this was happening.
Jeana broke off her thoughts as pain arose in her arms, her muscles became tensed and sore. She held up her arms in front of her eyes, whimpering silently at the sight of her arms growing. The skin tightened as she forced herself to watch her once slender, feminine arms bulking up into inhuman limbs. Her rolled up sleeves tore apart as her upper could no longer be contained within them. Small grunts of pain erupted out of her mouth as she tried flexing her arms, finding it sore and rather painful.
Her shorts tightened against her swelling thighs, the tight fabric steadily tearing whilst thick brown hairs sprouted out of her changing legs. A secondary swelling pain erupted from her backside, she bit her lip as she looked over her shoulder. More rips formed in her shorts whilst her underwear began to wedgie up between her growing legs and butt.
“I don’t want to be a donkey!!!” Jeana exclaimed.
“Ok Jeana you need to get up….you can’t sit on your fat ass and let this HAAAWPEN!”
Jeana quickly clamped her hands over her mouth, startled and surprised at the almost animalistic noise that she had let out. Her eyes widened as her jaw dropped at the sight of two bulges forming under her underwear, just above her crotch region. The bulges grew a little, her curiosity got the better of her and she pulled her underwear down a enough to allow these growths to pop out into the open as she sat up.
“New boobs!” she cried out, looking at the pair of small boob like appendages attached to her body.
Shakily she struggled to her feet, relying on her hands and new arm strength to pull herself up using the bin as a support, her hind legs trembling from a mixture of fear and unsteadiness.
“HEEE NOT AGAIN HAAAW!” she shrieked.
Pain grew within her back and chest, her ribs felt like there were breaking alongside the popping of her back muscles. She gripped the edge of the bin tightly, wheezing and groaning as her breasts sunk into her chest.
A large formed in the back of her already ruined top as her back thickened, becoming stronger with tough muscles. A sharp yelp escaped her mouth at the feeling of her expanding waist and hips snapping her strained underwear clean off her body.
Her chest and belly slowly pushed out in unison, her breathing deepening as her lungs expanded alongside the rest of her organs. Her torn top ripped away from her body as her shoulders began to expanded. A ominous tickle on her chest and back alerted her to the growth of more hairs.
She felt her arms struggling to hold her up as three sickening, loud cracks echo out as her shoulders, spine and hips realigned. Jeana grunted as she had to admit defeat, dropping down onto all fours whilst the skin on her tears darkened.
A gentle breeze swept through the alleyway brushing against something that made Jeana realize something else, something that shouldn’t even be moved or touch had moved to sit perfectly behind her.
“It can’t…...Need another…...way for help…….HEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAWWWW!” Jeana brayed, wanting to clasp her hands over her mouth but didn’t dare in case she fell over.
Her fingernails popped over whilst her fingers and hands turned grey. Slowly her fingers retracted back into her hands whilst her hands swelled, reshaping into hoof like nails as the skin hardened.
Small clops echoed around her as she desperately tried breaking the nails to free her hands and fingers.
“I cant’ HEEEEEEE…It’s no goodAAAAAWWWWW!” Jeana sighed, letting out her third bray.
Small grunts and groans escaped her mouth as her neck lengthened slightly, becoming thicker and less human by the second. A familiar coat of brown hairs sprouting from is whilst a clump of bristle like dark brown hairs sprouted out of the centre back part of her neck, spread down and up it to form a mane.
Her blonde locks fell out of her head as her new brown coat took it’s place. She could feel the hairs sprouting out of her cheeks and forehead whilst pain arose in her gums. With no other way of seeing what was happening to her face and head, Jeana swung her right hoof at the side of the mirror, knocking it flat on the ground.
She shuddered at the sound of her hooves clopping against the ground as shakily walked forwards until she could see her face in the cracked mirror.
Tears splashed against the glass at the sight of a hair covered face, her emerald green eyes was the only way she tell it was indeed her reflection.
Jeana’s human teeth clattered onto the ground and glass as her gums darkened. Her groans and cries became twisted and garbled as her mouth stretched, newer block like teeth grew out of her gums. As her mouth and nose began to pull away from her face, her nose flattened whilst her nostrils flared up, the area around her nostrils becoming rougher in the process. Jeana’s skull cracked and clicked as it slowly finished pushing out into a snout, her tongue becoming a thick slab of meat in her mouth.
“HEEEEEEEE-HAAAAAAAAAWWWWW!” Jeana brayed, “HEEEEEEEE-HAAAAAAWWWW!”
Her voice sounding rough and raspy.
“I can’t speak out of my mouth anymore….yet i can still think like a human….a human in a donkey body…...my body…...my bulky uncomfortable…...beastly donkey body.”
“I’ve lost…..lost my individuality…..my perfect human form…..what’s going to happen to me now…...what should I do…..what can I do?”
“HEEEEEEEE-HAAAAAAWWWW!” she brayed at the sound of a phone buzzing and a loud ear piercing ringtone filled her ears.
“My phone…...no my sister’s phone…….how could I have been so stupid…. .all this time the help I needed was near me……...Hello?”
“HEEEEEEEE-HAAAAW!” Jeana brayed at a stranger who had just entered the alleyway.
“Oh my…..who the hell put a donkey back here and who does this belong to?” the stranger said, looking down at the bag and torn clothes. Their eyes widened at the discared teeth and small specks of blood on the mirror.
“They’re mine…….I got turned…..no I can’t speak….I can’t inform.”