“I...we get away. The River Cave ride!” Emily said.
Her shoes exploded into a cloud of leather. Two hard hooves now clacked against the stone of the pavement. Emily leaned against Dan, her back was hurting. Their hooves moved in unison, clacking on the ground in rhythm.
“Ok, we go there!” Dan smiled, his lips flapping up to reveal his ugly yellow teeth. “How about tunnel of love…. Or tunnel of mating?” He said, his dick at full mast.
Emily blushed at this and was about to say something.
“HEEEE-HAWWW! A male!!!” A deep bray and voice echoed behind them, and Dan saw at least ten donkey girls in various states of mutation coming towards them. Some were running on two hooves, some on their hands and knees, and others on four legs.
“Emily! Come!” Dan yelled. “Run!” A herd of females, most completely asses, rushed after Dan and Emily. They moved fast, faster than Dan and Emily could since they were now on all fours. They kept slowing down though.
Whenever one would get close to Dan another female would tackle her. “Fuck meeeee!” One jenny cried out, “Give meeeeeee foals!” She brayed even harder. Emily brayed back at her.
The two followed an arrow reading “The River Cave ride”.Their hooves clacked loudly on the concrete floor as they ran down the tunnel.
Just ahead was the boat, shaped like a large mine cart.
“In here!” Dan yelled and humped in, having to throw his front hooves over the side of the cart as his back hooves skittered on the wood floor of the cart. “Come HAWWWWWn come HAAWWWn!” He brayed, and Emily jumped into the cart.
Dan sighed in relief and slumped against the cart, yelping and standing back up as he sat on his tail. “Ooow.” He said rubbing his butt with his hoof.
He blinked and looked back over his head. His jeans now had a massive hole in them, and his ass protruded from it, coated in brown fur and tail swinging over it.
“Chair hurts.” Emily said, rubbing her own rear end as best she could.
“No other jennies. Just us.” Said Dan. The carts were large, much larger than you’d expect. And they had no seat belts or any kind of containment. You could stand up on two, or four legs at any time.
Her muzzle was beautifully long, and the fur was not messy at all. His eyes wandered down her shirt, to where her udders were pressed against her pants. Behind her, he could see her shapely rump, and swinging tail.
Suddenly it came to him. “Emily, feel good. Smell good.” Dan said. Emily blinked, her ears flicking.
“Smell good too.” Emily said. Her arms felt funny. They were aching, like someone was pulling on them. She started to whimper, her arms felt like they were going to pop out of her sockets.
Dan nuzzled against her as her arms grew out. An inch and then another.
“Heeeeeee-haw!” brayed Emily.
“Pretty voice.” Dan said. He blinked. His back popped loudly and he bent forward, a large cleft pushed into his back just above his butt, causing him to stick his rear out. His jeans and boxers were started to rip slowly as muscles piled into his legs and thighs.
“Big jack.” Jenny said, as her back began to throb. Her shirt was tight as a drum as her ribs expanded, giving her a barrel shape. She held her arms straight out now, leaning forward as she did.
Jack wriggled his shoulders, and suddenly brayed in surprise as both of them dislocated.“Owwwwwaaaaaaahhawwwwwww!” They painfully relocated, only they were not where he remembered. Both arms were facing forward in front of him.
His hooves felt heavy at the end of his arms. Thought they could hardly be called arms now. What had been arms were now very clearly legs, the bones having shifted and strengthened.
His back spasmed again, and he felt a grinding sensation right above his butt.
“AHHH!!!” He yelped, and suddenly pain shot through his back and he fell forward. “CLOP CLOP!!!” Two loud clops echoed through the tunnel. Dan was on four legs.
Emily’s legs began to spasm as she watched this. Her already tight dress was feeling like a net on her. Her thighs expanded with brand new muscle.
“Haaaaaaaaaw!” Jenny was tossed forward, onto four legs too. The shock of the cold floor on her hooves made her shiver.
Jack came over to his mate and nipped at her mane. He licked at her, trying to make her feel more comfortable. Jenny brayed in response. The boat sped up, as if sensing the change.
Jack tried to speak. But something strange happened, the words did indeed come, he moved his vocal cords to make them. But they came out: “HEEEEEE-HAWWWWWWWWWW!”
His whole body vibrated with the guttural, animalistic call.
Emily brayed with him. She was forgetting words. Or sentences. Anything really but how good it was to be beside her male. Fur sprouted on her hide as the two stood side by side, taking out bare spots.
Emily and Dan rubbed against each other to deal with the itch of their rapidly growing fur. Their clothes were still on, but they hung oddly on them, their front legs stuck through the sleeves of their T-Shirts, and the back of the shirt ripped opened over their back.
Dan’s jeans were ripped in half over his ass, the legs still intact, the front torn open and dick hanging out. Emily’s dress was in much worse shape, the top half was hanging under her, the bra had been ripped. The back part of the dress was over her ass, not doing anything to hide her blackpucker. A piece of her panties were hanging in her tail, the rest were gone. Her udders were hidden by the dress.
Jack felt like such an animal now. “HEEEEEEE-HAWWWWWW-HAWW-HEEEE-HAW!” He started braying loudly, his voice echoing around the tunnel.
His erection stiffened in pride. His bray was deafening in the enclosed space. It made him feel dominant. The boat was beginning to slow down.
The two donkeys looked at each other in fear. Dan sniffed the air. He could smell water and lots of other donkeys. He could also smell fresh straw in the distance. Emily could smell it too.
She slapped her jack with her tail and brayed at him. The two both wanted off of the boat. It moved too much and it smelled weird. They wanted a dry stall with fresh hay to be with each other.