Rebecca now had an elongated face of a complete donkey with a tan muzzle.
She ran down the long and twisty halls of warehouse in a panic. Behind her, she could hear the sounds of donkeys braying in terror.
Rebecca had just made it to the hall of mirrors, when she found herself tripping on her own two hooves and falling to the floor. She struggled to raise herself with her hands and was horrified to discover that her hands had become the hooves of a donkey.
She had fallen next to one of the fun house mirrors and nervously turned to face it. Rebecca suddenly recoiled in fright. Despite the distortions of the mirror, she saw that she had fully transformed into a brown furred donkey with four hooves, a elongated tan muzzle and a mane of spiky brown hair.
“HEEEE HAAAW!” Rebecca brayed as her nose and mouth finished thickening and lengthening into a thick muzzle equipped with yellow stained teeth and a thick slab like tongue, her hazel eyes darkened as they moved to the sides of her head.
Swiftly the man began to corral Rebecca by throwing a rope around her neck.
“That’s my job done” the man smiled as Rebecca the jenny disappeared from view.
Later, Rebecca awoke a few hours and miles away on a breeding farm. There she did get to raise a family of her own as a strong Jack called Claire mated with her.