It was still a bit early when Thomas was finished getting ready. He knew women, and how choosey they can be on date night. So to the living room television he went to kill some time.
He turned on the TV, and he was met with a commercial for a tour in Santorini, Greece. The commercial showed a grey-furred donkey with a pack strapped to the poor animal's back for just a moment, when suddenly Thomas opened his new thick-lidded eyes.
He suddenly found himself outside, and it was bright. Yet, somehow foggy and full of grey tones. His eyesight, poor and blurry as it was, was also somehow offcenter. That was the immediate first thing he noticed. The very next thing he noticed, was someone speaking very loudly in a heavily accented voice. He tried concentrating on what that man was saying, but the more Thomas concentrated, the less he understood the words.
Highly confused, he tried opening his own mouth to speak, mostly to himself. All that came out, was a long, high-pitched, obnoxious "Haaaaaaaaaww!!!" He tried saying "what-" but the rest of the words in his mind became jumbled nonsense.
"Heeeee hhhaaawww!" He brayed again as the jackass he started becoming aware that he was.
He couldn't speak! It was increasingly difficult to find words. Out of frustration, he stamped his front right hoof with a loud "clop!" And let out a long "hhhhhhaaaaawwwwww!!!"
That's when Thomas noticed he was on all fours. He swung his new, heavy head around to his left, and saw a large barrel-like wall with bags strapped to a saddle, strapped to said barrel-like wall. That's when he noticed the weight on his frame.
He then felt a brand new appendage lift up at what was supposed to be the base of his spine. Then he felt the indignity of a couple of large turds come tumbling out of his back-end. Then his huge newly enhanced black appendage between his new his legs, began to unfurl itself. Pointing forward and downward, yellowish-green acrid piss came splashing around his newly-acquired front hooves that had so irritatingly replaced his human hands and fingers.
"Oh god! That smell!" Thought Thomas, still retaining most speech patterns in his mind when he doesnt actively think to use words to think with. Smelling his own animal waste with his greatly enhanced sense of smell.
He them felt a tugging on his new elongated face, and felt strongly compelled to obey that tug. With each step, he was painfully aware of the "clip-clop" pattern of his new four-legged stance. The booming voice went on, which irritatingly didnt quite register in Thomas's new foggy mind.
He vaguely slowly became aware of his new, sudden lot in life. His sense if "liberty" and "autonomy" melting away like a snowball in the streets of Philadelphia in the noonday sun. And a vague sense that he was now just property. A....dare we say it? A slave! A four-legged beastly slave fated to carry the pack of tourists somewhere far away.
"Heee hhhaawww!" Thomas sadly lemented to an unknowing and uncaring world, while the donkey that now resides in his human body back in Pennsylvania sits neatly dressed in his clothes, on his couch, watching the end of a commercial for a tour in Santorini that featured different types of pack animals. One of whom was a hollering, stubborn grey jackass.