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The donkey, the dog and the cow-boy.

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Damon was lucky he'd lived in town for quite a few years, because it really came in handy to know the little traveled paths and backways when he didn't want anyone to see his long donkey ears. He ducked in and out of the woods and between forgotten alleys until he was deep into the trailer park on the outskirts of town.

Chris wasn't having nearly as much trouble hiding his changes, since it was mostly all underneath his clothes. It was just fur, and although there may have been a lot of it, only a little of it was exposed. Still, he got some weird urges on the way there that he tried not to think about. Like when that squirrel hopped over to that tree in the greenspace and he wanted to chase after it. Or when he saw that chihuahua peeing on a fire hydrant and then he wanted to sniff the wet spot on the hydrant. But he was the top thug on his turf, or at least he liked to think of himself that way, and he didn't have time for embarrassing shenanigans, especially really gross ones like with the chihuahua. He just tried focus on getting to the trailer park and on swaggering as manly as possible, hoping people would pay more attention to his pimped out jewels than to the little bits of fluff poking up around it.

The cheap battery doorbell rang out in John's cluttered mobile home. He took a deep breath held it, staring at the door. He really didn't want to be seen by his best friends looking like a cow. But he'd already gambled that they wouldn't be too surprised. He exhaled, turned the faded plastic knob, pulled it open, and there they were. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw John's donkey ears. They were twisting and turning just like they would if he were really a donkey. He knew he shouldn't be comforted by his best friend turning into an animal, but at least he knew he wasn't the only one who changed. He couldn't see what was up with Chris, but he suspected the fuzz peaking out from the top of his shirt had a story behind it. He opened the door wider.

"Hi, John," said Chris, looking up and down over his friend's black-and-white ears and face and the astonishingly large bulge in the front of his tank top and sweatpants. "Thanks for inviting us over," he continued. "How about we come in and we'll all try to figure this out."


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