Now, it may seem glamorous, in a low dirty greasy sort of way, to imagine one to be so debased and trapped. Sure, the sexual conduct may be beyond imagination. But such sexual needs are so quickly fulfilled. Once over, however, one typically goes back about their normal daily activities. Dirty debasement long over and quickly forgotten as one cleans and washes oneself in the shower.
Jeff very quickly realizes the disadvantages of actually being stuck in such a debased reality. In short order, his brief stint as a fat, dirty, smelly old donkey quickly turns to nightmare.
He first realizes his bedroom must smell like a dirty old barn. He's covered, not his own human cum, which is kinda gross to begin with. But with really nasty donkey cum. Which is coating his now yellowish belly fur, his hands....well, hooves! And around his front legs and his floor!
It takes a little while for him to realize the true magnitude of the situation he got himself into. His inability to focus his eyesight with usual clarity is his first irritation. He tries rubbing his eyes like you would if something got in them. His lack of hands and quadruped position keeping him from doing so. He can only stand there, blink, and shake his head on his long, thick, furry neck.
"Errggh hhaaw!" He huffed quickly and briefly in mild frustration. He eventually realizes this must be how a normal donkey sees. How the world looks through their eyes. And he's stuck with this poor nearsighted, mostly colorless vision for an entire 24 hours. Minus however long he was unknowingly and unwittingly jerking off.
"Nevermind," he thinks to himself without attempting to speak. "Now what?" was his very next thought.
He just continues standing there for an indeterminant amount of time. His mind going mostly blank; slightly daydreaming. Thoughts of a shower as a human boy intermingling with thoughts of being stuck on all fours in an unpriveledged humiliating position. He was going into a meditative state in the attempt to keep from panicking.
His thoughts drift back to his new, temporary reality. He didnt want to panic. Preferring instead, to driving his predicament into another masturbatory session. He WANTED to remain this way for a little while longer, in order to get the full experience as this...."THING."