Suddenly Ben's thoughts turn to the rank musky smells filling the air there in the bar. He stands up and looks to the Waitress his male self coming to a larger than large state of readiness.
Stepping toward her with short harsh movements he is finding her to be his one and only desire. Ben's chest is expanding making shirt buttons pop and shoot off into the dim light of the bar.
Reaching his hands and arms forward he longs to touch and hung his delight standing there before him. The Waitress herself part beast and donkey seeing the changing youth straining her way gives him a freindly smile.
"Your like all the rest, sex, self pleasures, lust and the new drives of instincts only a donkey can know!" she chiddes Ben while bending down and letting her donkey tail rise into the air.
David and Jeff are by this time on the wood stage and give a quick look back to their poor friend.
Even in the dim light they see him stiffly moving and with each steo his self is changing more and more. The view has them eyeing Ben now with a donkey head and thickening neck, he is bear chested getting shaggy gray fur and growing larger like unto what he is to become.
"Ben!" yells Jeff making the donkey boy turn his head to eye the two friends making their escape.
Ben quickly gives a wave of his left hand and turns his head and full attention to the lusting desire to be as what the donkey brew would have him become.
David and Jeff walk behind the stage curtain and out of Ben's view. He doesn't at this point really care as his entire being is now becoming enthralled with sensual and sexual passions.
As jean's belt and pants fall to the floor a boy becoming donkey walks up to his delight. A black flat ended cock poised and willing he looks down as with forelegs and now dark hoofs he guides the shaft ot its mark.
One thrilled waitress now feels the advances of Ben's donkey cock as it spreads her sexy lips. Ben brays his delighted sense of male donkeyhood with the feeling of her vulva's grip to his shaft.
Half a bray and still having some human language to it the groaning sound makes the Waitress turn and smile.
"Hee-hoo, heysss, Hooo!" says Ben as if to say "You, yes, you!"