David, Ben, and Jeff sit quietly and watch as other guys get up on stage and begin to dance with the "ladies". They laugh as do many others in the crowd when first this guy and then another start to become clumbsey and tangle their legs.
David is looking around and Jeff spies something is wrong too. It is dull whitted Ben that slowly takes note of his two distracted friends.
"Notice," says David, "the barkeep and his staff are leaving the room! Look at the front door it has a security gate across the entrance and it is padlocked!"
One waitress comes from behind the bar as she delivers free pitchers of beer to the tables. Ben thinking she is part of the act reaches out and grabs her apron's tied bow. As she steps away the bow falls apart and her wrap around apron slips to the ground.
"Holy fuck!" yells Ben as now from the uncovered rear and even in the dim light the boys could see more of the waitress than one might find proper.
Ben points at her as David leans forward over the small round bar room's table. Jeff turns to look and begins to stare.
From behind the waitress has a rump, tail, and the hind like legs of a tan colored donkey. She takes quick note of her lost covering and turns giving Ben one dirty look.
Her apron back in postion she finished her route of deliveries and walked up to the boys table.
"You think you cute, aye little boy?" said the waitress to Ben.
Stunned and surprised Ben looks up at her with mouth open and speechless.
David sits back down but is looking for a good route to escape what is happening right in front of him. Jeff too, is feeling nervous as the guys on stage are by this time unable to dance with the "ladies". Those choosen to dance up on stage have been replaced now by mature male donkeys.
Jeff watches the stage in wonderment as the donkeys, some gray, some tan, and one black wander about each with a massive erection showing. the lady dancers massage the beasts and dance about them raising their legs and letting the lusty beasts sniff that most sexual part of a woman.
Meanwhile with Ben frozen in a scared to death position the waitress pokes her right hand down the from of her apron. She fishes around and brings up a hand made into a fist.
Ben remains still and wishing he'd not done his cute idea.
Jeff seeing the up and coming fist on the waitress is ready to defend his friend if need be and comes halfway to a standing position.
"Cute you are but with a little of this you'll find out just how cute you can be!" said the waitress as she opened her closed hand and with it quite juicy did wipe it over Ben's face and inside his still open mouth.
Then with a quick and decided move she brought one of her donkey hind legs up and to stand upon the table. Ben was now only inches from the ladies crotch and with the slime on his face he began to shake his head.
"Leave him alone!" yelled Jeff as he stood up to face the angered waitress.
She lifted her apron and in an instant Ben moved his face into her groin and made odd sucking noises.
David stood up and eyed the situation, Jeff tried to pull Ben away from where he'd gone to bury his embarressed face.
The waitress smiled at Jeff and David. "Your friend will find my milk qite the thrill of his young life!" she said as if Ben was owned by her in some way.
The jumping to the bar room floor of the black donkey stud set some to jump away from their stageside tables.
Braying wildly as if going mad for some reason the beast ran in circles, he kicked out backward his hind legs flaying about hooves as if plum crazy.
A flying hoof hit Ben sending him spralling onto the bar room's floor. The Waitress laughed and returned to stand behind the bar.
Jeff and David rushed to Ben's aid as the crazy donkey stopped his maddness and walked quietly over to nibble at Ben.
"Hey Ben, can you get up?" asked Jeff in a worried voice.
Slowly ben moved a little his face still aimed toward the floor. The donkey brayed at Ben his belly forcing out the screaming cries. He stood as did the other donkeys all having serious male erections as if ready at a moments notice to mount any will fool.
A groan, then Ben slowly turned his face upward toward Jeff and David.
"What the shit!" yelled David as he got the first eyeful of what had happened to Ben.
Jeff seeing Ben's face looked to David as both reached a hand down to help him to his feet.
There looking at them was a face like one merged from human to that of part donkey. Large rounded brown eyes blinked, as wide nostrils and a thick rubbery upper lips moved as if there was some wish to speak his fuddled mind.
His sand blonde hair was now spreading out to cover his entire head and face. A shake of his head had long ears of a real donkey like animal popping up and standing high.
Mumbling something his try after try to speak was a pityful failure. Ben strained to say what he wanted to but as if the black donkey was standing nearby the two of them, the donkey and Ben let loose a ragged horrid bray.
"He's fucking changing into some sandy haired donkey!" yelled Jeff.
The waitress walked over and took a small halter, placing it over Ben's head and down the elongating donkey face.
"He's mine now and I own him!" she as much demanded.
Jeff looked to David as they both looked at the waitress and then to Ben. It was easy to see that Ben was rapidly changing from the boy and buddy they knew, as then he was becoming a real blonde to tan male donkey.
Stunned of the sight they stood there till as clothing ripped off the changing youth and donkey fur showed were none was before, the boys watched as Ben disappeared.
A slow coming soft bray from Ben and the black donkey reached out to nibble at Ben's groin.
David stood back as did then Jeff when from the darkness of Ben's furry groin came this monster black shaft. Up and out it came flat ended and totally like the black donkey's. Larger and longer it raised up till as he stood there the changing boy leaned forward and placed then donkey hoofs on the bar room's round table.
"Donkey Brew and some of my great pussy juice, it does it to them just fine!" said the waitress with an evil sort of grin.
"Sorry Ben!" said Jeff.
"Yea, sorry Ben!" announced David.
Ben looked at them and with mouth wide open he cut loose a ragged bray of his own feelings on the matter.
"Where are you thinking of going? Are you planning to leave him here as a donkey, alone and in his own stew of a mess?" asked the waitress.
Turning to leave David took quick note that those seated behind them in the bar were even now becoming donkey like. A arm slug to make Jeff take notice and the two boys began to dash about the bar.
Doors all gated and locked down as then the two boys kept getting ran into by scared aptrons who had matured into stout male and some as female donkeys. It was the females which made the bar room's floor a vivid hell as they raised their tales and offered any and all comers to have at it.
The stage seemed the only place to exit the bar and get out before either Jeff or David lost their humanity, to which they bolted.