Handing the syringe from one man to the Tech, as both men looked at Ken, and he stands there bold as hopeful; the Tech-man shows Ken the syringe label, that draws from the victim a questioning expression. The Technician smiled at his companions, just as one of them said, "His friends, they became virile male donkeys, ignorant herd sires all, and for use of making mules, right?
Well then, as with this serum he gets to work right next to them, except he's going to be a male mule already!"
The other man there looked at the Technician holding the long syringe, he about to apply the injection. "Still, I have a question," he asked to either his partner or the Tech-man; "So, then this fellow would be a Mule teaser," asked the man?
"A teaser maybe, but when a mare feels her estrus, she knows by the smell if a nearby male were a gelding or a stud Jackass, similar to those three boy donkeys wishing to fuck her pregnant. A teaser male is used on the chance that the horny mare might try to injure a young male suitor. So when made ready with some hind leg restraints, and placed near to a "Teaser" male, the male not cable to make her pregnant; he can fuck all he wants but has no balls for ejaculation.
If the mare turns violent he takes the beating rather than the stud donkey. Then it's his problem to stand and long for her his erection out steel hard but no way to accomplish his delight.
However, for this fellow, I want all here to understand my plan," said the Tech-man.
Ken meanwhile had become accustomed to his being naked, he hopeful of soon seeing hiss body begin a change to being equine, maybe as a donkey!
One of the men notes and points at, as remarks to the Tech, making fun of Ken standing naked and sporting a stout erect penis. "If ever a fellow as wanting to own a donkey size cock; this gut is it!"
"Go ahead and stare, as why not, as what is at presently puny, shall soon extend long, as wag, and from equine style libido, I may masturbate or fuck with females. At least I'll be near my friends, if not helping them stay healthy. I must say though, my devote wish was of becoming a willing stallion, had the offer not turned depraved," Ken said, and specified of his perversely erotic as with his handcuffed hands he fondles his erection.
"Enough, I shall begin his treatments with this last injection; now stand up straight, don't lean over forward, and in it goes into the prostate gland!
Do call me when the serums begin to show major effects," demanded the Tech-man as he walked out of the room.
As shortly after his departure, Ken began to grimace due to the rank pains he felt pulsing from his bladder and along the length of his withering erection.
"Pull up a chair, as now things get active, as I love to watch men begin going through Reformation Serum metamorphisms," one man says to the other as he sits down and grabbing the controls for the overhead wench for lifting of Ken to hanging as was the almost goat woman.
"Ugg, is my hanging around as necessary; she looks very uncomfortable, and is about 80% changed to being a nanny goat for either of you two to then begin to fuck," Ken said, he chiding the two henchmen. Ken's verbal stab at chiding either man to take offense, did not work as he had hoped. Although hurting bad, any moves while trussed up similar to the nanny woman, bade Ken to look as she tried to kick her hooves, but when she can't better of how she felt, she then craned her head to gaze down at an udder.
Ken turned as felt his feet, hung there helpless in mid-air while the two men began putting on red colored, hazmat chemical suits; switching on a compressor to working. Ken can only watch as one man steadies Ken by holding onto both naked feet. The other man stands with something like a spray gun made for painting automobiles. It begins as the spraying becomes a dark cloud.
"Easy there buddy in don't hurt but the coating adds pigment to the skin making your skin change hue to being quite black of color. Once we add one of the special toughening formulas to your skin, it changes to be as thick Mule hide ready for extreme hair growth. Just hang in there and you'll be well on your way to becoming a male Mule as your new form and lifestyle within a few days," so announced one of the men as Ken closed his eyes for the spray.
The spraying felt warm, and Ken found himself becoming very relaxed. So relaxed he soon drifted into a slumber of willingness to be changed. The sound of voices as the men talking tended to awaken Ken from his slumbering.
Slowly heavy eyelids open and Ken seeing the men discovers his first degraded sense, sight. The men look like they are on an old TV program, as all shades of gray replaced the colored world Ken was used to seeing. His second feeling was even more strange as with having discovered his changed sight he became nervous. A sign of any nervous equine is the flicking of a tail. Ken tried to look backwards over his now hairy shoulder to see the tail he knew and felt was there.
Seeing their victim awake, the managing man walked up close to him facing Ken, and looking up he smiles. "I see you are finding the first few feelings of being a Mule to be quite different from being human!
Trust me it only gets more interesting from this point and onward," says the man to Ken.
"Interesting for you and me," replied Ken, "As to my becoming any equine would be my greatest fun fantasy wish as come true!"
"Prepare our new Mule, give his upper lip the tattoo number as 4-964-507-M!"