Jerry is one of those offered to come up on stage and dance with the "Ladies." He was already a very good dancer and was really doing his thing and enjoying it.
Meanwhile the other guys were finding the dance as something out of Steven King novel. As they were with the aid of the Donkey brew they'd ingested had strange sensations and rank feelings for having sex with hairy tail laden butts.
On the other hand Jerry was having fun and danced a circle around his partner. She would often give him an affectionate smile as if to lure him into touching her body. It was as he danced the donkey brew eeked its way into ever tissue of his body. Like a major infection it worked down through him but was nothing so vile as to make on feel sick.
There was never any real warning to a victim of his or her first changes to being a donkey changeling. So as Jerry found his great pleasure in dancing his body was infected but not yet begun to change.
Maybe when the others were almost total animals did the music wind down and bring Jerry to see the reality around him.
Standing and catching his breath he looked at the other dancers seeing the "Ladies" and now a few very large and wildlike erect male donkeys.
"You might like to come back stage and have a short rest." offered his dance partner.
Braying donkeys on stage, stinking piles of donkey crap about and the wild sounds of a jeering audience told Jerry that backstage might be best. So hand in hand he was led behind the stage curtain and down a long darkened hallway to her dressing room.
"Wow, that was some fun!" said Jerry with pride in himself for being at his best.
The dancer proceeded to walk behind a privacy screen and began to remove her costume.
"Your quite different that those who come up on stage and dance their lives away! You got some really good steps, best I've seen since I was in Las Vegus. Since then I was offered bigger money to come and work here. Overall, I think it to be a mistake but once I signed and arrived they made damn sure I can't leave without their approval." told the lady.
Jerry setting on a wooden stage chair was leaning back and relaxing.
"More money is never a mistake, but what did you mean as they, you mean the management, they won't let you leave or quit?" asked Jerry showing some perfectly human style of concern.
The Lady poked her head up over the privacy screen and with a look of total unbelief she asked Jerry, "Don't you know of Pleasure Island, the stories of young boys coming and never leaving except as walking on all fours?"
Jerry smiled, "No that's fairy tales to market this place and bring in sucker's like me!" he said.
The lady's expression changed as she asked Jerry to close his eyes and prepare for a real show. Jerry thinking he was shortly to be the audience of a sexy look at some pretty female form did as he was told.
Eyes closed he sat up on his chair being the nice mannered youth he had been so well taught. The sound of hard and heavy feet coming closer had him wondering a little but he remain vigilant, eyes closed, and remained seated.
"I told you the management won't let me leave without their expressed approval, well open the peepers and take a good look!" said the Lady dancer.
Jerry slowly opened his eyes but with seeing her now just a few feet away his mouth fell open and eyes went wide with surprise.
"Ha, that's one very sexy costume you have there, had me thinking the claims of this place were real, very nice indeed!" said Jerry being a gentleman.
The Lady stood there looking with total unbelief now at Jerry.
"You think this is something I just slipped on to make you a thrill, wrong buddy, damn wrong!" said the Lady as she turned to give Jerry a better looksee.
Standing before him was the beautiful face, smooth shoulders, graceful arms and hands of a well formed female human. Her breasts caught Jerry's eye as they were so well formed too, tappered upward and having large puckered teats on the tips. It was what there was below those regions that at first Jerry thought it was a fine costume.
Seated and looking but in total unbelief of what she was wearing, Jerry was in for an awakening.
From the midsection down there was a line of darkened skin which quickly tuned to all a deep black color. As the skin darkened there was at first a fine and lite line of smooth soft hair which laid tight to her skin. The hair thickened as it went down toward her now wide open groin area. It was there Jerry saw a dark skinned baglike pouch with what looked like two teats poked out and looking as if full of maybe, milk.
The Lady dancer's thighs looked extra broad for what Jerry thought should be proper. The thighs were wide but narrow while her upper leg was short running down to a hock, hind foot, and hind hoof all reminding him of how a pony mare looked.
"How do you walk or dance even in a rig like this?" asked a still unconvinced Jerry.
Looking up at the Lady's face and then as she came very, very close to him he came nose to teat with her milk filled pouch.
"Nibble it, suck it if you wish and then tell me this is just a costume!" she said as if to taunt him into doing it.
Jerry was not a good one to taunt as he had the guts to do just about anything. Reaching his hand up he cupped the pouch and moved his face to within an inch of her teat. Looking casually up at her to see if her expression would change, he then looked back to the teat and opened his mouth.
As human lips touched the warm black flesh of a pony mare's teat the milk flowed and what for Jerry was a fool costume showed him it was in fact quite real.
A moment of undecided action had the Lady place her hands firmly to the back of Jerry's head holding him to continue sucking her teat.
"Um, yum, ummm!" moaned Jerry as the pony milk flowed and he swallowed the thick rich tasting milk.
Several minutes passed and a scared Jerry finished draining the pouch of her milk. Jerry letting loose the teat, she relaxed her hold of his head and neck. He slow returned to a sitting up position and wipped his lips of the excess.
"What say you now, costume or real?" chidded the Lady of Jerry.
Jerry sat there stunned and not speaking.
"I liked you and would like you to stay here and join our dance group. There comes on some occasions, girls or wives of those who venture here. They if dancing with you would be an added royality to when my contract would come up for renewal. You will with some added posturing and once feeling some real bestial lust will change to look as I, only a male pony like form." explained the Lady to Jerry.
Standing up and still wiping off the draining strings of her rich milk from his mouth, Jerry stepped backward till he hit the solid wall.
"Me stay here and look like, become as you are, a pony, a stallion pony, who me?' he said in total disbelief.
Stepping to right in front of Jerry the Lady looked into his worried eyes and then broke wide a smile. Her hands jolted down to Jerry's pants, unbuckling them and moving them to pile around his ankles.
Is if she had a plan to her delight the Lady then got Jerry fondled erect and into a befuddled stooper. She quickly spun around and bending her long pony legs some did offer him a view of a real pony vulva. winking her blackened pony lips of sex she bade him an offer never a man or stallion could refuse.
Jerry's penis up and out erect she then pushed her rounded pony butt backwards jamming the youth's penis into her sex.
Pony moves made Jerry feel as he was thrusting his penis into the mare's rump. He eyed it for a second and then as if challanged by her he began to hump her in true stud fashion.
Soon, hung over her round and hairy butt Jerry was empaled with his penis deep into the vagina of a mare. He felt a drawing sensation which in turn made for his plasure to be even more intense. He was sweating and loving the sensation of acting like a stallion with his mare.
It was after almost an hour of continued humping and fucking that Jerry let loose a wild scream of male delight. Scream yes, but the sound of it was even to Jerry more like the frantic cry of a horse or pony feeling exticy.
The dressing room door burst open and standing with two security guards was the announcer and maybe the manager.
"Excellent Janice, you have him won over and unlike the others he will be a real asset as a stud pony! Guards, when Janice releases the joker, take him down to stall nine and have him await my pleasure!" said the manger.
Jerry was humped over Janice's sweet feeling rump as she using her hands tried to pry him off.
falling to the floor Jerry was still like a drunk man when the sight of his now pony length cock was in total clear view. He sat hunched down and eyed his legs being dark of skin and sprouting many hairs.
Looking quickly up into Janice face he asked, "You did this to me, to me for money?"
Cupping his changing chin Janice looked at him and answered, " No darling not for money, but for credit and a shorter contract so I might return to Las Vegus and be a real human dancer again."
Ttheir moment of mutual love now over, the guards took hold of Jerry with their rubber gloved hands and dragged him off to stall number nine.