Jeff (Favor) slips under the old horse blanket provided by the farm owner. Its weight and thickness brings on a calming warmth and he soon drifts off into slumber.
The sights of his day were on his mind as was the need to be devious to the old couple about his intentions. The rank sex he had with six jennies just before bed were taking their toll on his slumbering ID. The ID being as a person's sub-conscience which works well while sleeping took the day's venture and mixed it with his night's passion.
Jeff saw himself rise in the morning, yawn, and go shave and brush his teeth. Once he turned on the light bulb in his barn bathroom he stood looking at his face in the mirror.
There looking back at him was a manly face coated in whiskers. This seemed to be a heavy growth from overnight but it was the large buck teeth protruding his human lips that suggested he had been somehow infected by his mating experience of the forenight.
A grin at his reflection saw the teeth proturde even more but as he made a funny face at himself the jaw and lips shifted into a donkey like muzzel. Instantly his hands jumped to meet what was happening to his face. Fingers felt of the soft muzzle, as then fingering his wide nostrils, thickened lips, and the odd feeling buck teeth.
Scared of what the old folks would say seeing him becoming as one of their animals he cried out.
"Haw....Heeee...Haw, Hee-Haw, Hee-Haw, Hoo-Haw!" said Jeff as with taking in his breath to speak he made a Hee sound. Then breathing out with full intent of speaking his terror came the Haw sound. His voice now ragged sounding was like that of a common Jackass.
Just as if this was not enough to destroy his day the feeling of his ecitement made the beginning of an erection come to note. Looking down the length of his face he went wide eyed seeing a monster peeking out past the top of his jeans.
Flat headed as a Jackass cock should be, this was even larger than that. It reminded him of a draft horse size of cock and as it grew upward he knew this to be true.
Soon enough he stood with legs spread wide as his jeans were kicked off and he stood naked out in the barn's wide isle. Donkey head, and body getting hairy, a cock erect to draft horse size, he was in real trouble.
Breathing fast and heavy his mind raced and heart followed suit. The cock had its agenda and he was feeling an urge to mate, mount, and feel what this cock could bring as his new sensual sensation.
A whinny of a mare from another barn had a donkey draft waddling to meet his mate.
Entering yet the barn where were kept the grand big Percheron horses, Jeff sought out the mare in need. He was humped soon over her round large butt, his feet just touching the wooden floor. He was feeling his wild morning thrill as the farmer came and saw him in the fit of bestial enjoyment.
"Hey, Favor see you found you true self in just after one day here!" said the old man with a grin.
Jeff looked at him embarressed for what he was doing and knowing the man could see his physical changes as well.
"Damn it Boy, been fucking with Jennies, now my big mares, you gon'a have one hell of a transformation! Best you just continue on and do with her as you please. I think I'll soon have a fine draft mule or maybe a Donkey draft size stud, either way you will bring a handsome price at the auction next week!" says the old farmer.
"Ouch!" yelled Jeff as something just poked him in the face.
Jumping up he was lying yet on his hay mound and covered in his blanket. Standing next to him and pecking at his hand was one red banty rooster. Jeff sighed, it was a dream but one that left him thirsty and feeling quite erect.
Sighing he thought of having his morning V-8 juice and starting yet another new day.