Then the boat slammed to a stop, causing Giana and Annetta to crash into the boat’s deck. The two got up to all fours, both woozy.
A figure, Annetta couldn’t tell anything about it, approached the two girls. “So, did you enjoy the ride?” It was the Coachwoman and many creatures like ogres that were waiting Annetta and Giana. All of them were laughing.
Annetta’s bigger ears picked up the laughs. The Coachwoman approached Giana.“And what’s your name?” The woman asked.
Giana cocked her head.“Hee haw!” Giana brayed. The Coachwoman smiled and began to scratch her across the muzzle and held out her hand, offering Giana a sugar cube. The new donkey accepted it and kept swinging her tail as a common ass.
The Coachwoman gave Giana one last tussel of her mane before moving on to Annetta. She leaned in close, allowing the new donkey to get a better view of her tormentor.
“So what’s your name?” The woman asked. Annetta growled. “You ass! Let me out of here!” If Annetta was hoping for surprise or shock from the Coachwoman, she was sorely disappointed. Instead the woman just laughed and clapped her hands.“We’ve got a speaker!” The ogres behind her all laughed now.
“Oh and she wants out. Isn’t that funny?”
“Stop laughing!” Annetta yelled at them. The woman didn’t acknowledge her. Giana brayed at Annetta, possibly to calm her down. Annetta though just kept yelling. “I’m not a donkey. I’m a girl!”
“You’re not a girl, you’re an ass.” The Coachwoman said. “You acted like an ass because inside you were an ass. Your body just corrected itself.” The woman gave off a mock bray, and soon all the ogres began doing that. Giana started braying with them, creating a chorus of brays.
Annetta cringed, caushing her big ears to pull back and brush against each other. She reached to cover her ears, only to remember that was impossible. She no longer had hands, much less a way to lift them.
“Shut up!” Annetta screamed at them. “I-I’m hee I’m not a donkey-ey-hee-hee” The Coachwoman laughed in Annetta’s face.
“You’re a big dumb ass.” The woman said. “And you will accept it soon.” The woman reached into her pocket and pulled out an apple.
Annetta’s eyes went wide. “I bet you want this don’t you. “No, I don’t hee-hee-hee wan-ant that.” Annetta stammered. her breathing was labored and her lungs were burning. Annetta knew what desire she was surpressing. And on some level she knew she was about to break.
Every real bray from Giana or confirmation of her new form by the ogres wore down her resolve. Now the scent from the apple reached Annetta’s nose.
“It’s so crisp and fresh.” Unable to stop herself Annetta’s tongue darted out of her mouth.
“I know you want it.” The Coachwoman said, slowly moving the apple just out of Annetta’s reach.“Just give in. You’ll be happy.”
Annetta shook her head.“I----I” Annetta swallowed.
You are a donkey!” The Coachwoman yelled, causing Annetta’s ears to stand erect. “Say it!”
Annetta began to sob.“Heee-haw!” Annetta brayed. “Heee-haw hee-haw hee-haw!” As Annetta brayed the final changes came over her. Her vocal cords were changing. As the last wave of changes finished Annetta felt upset. But at least, she had an apple.
The Coachwoman held up the apple, allowing Annetta to bite into it. The apple mattered. “Good girl.” The woman said, rubbing Annetta’s neck as she ate. She gestured to the others, two of whom approached Annetta and Giana with ropes. “Put these two in their crates. The redhead will be sold to the farm breeder and the blond is reserved for the circus. ”