Sitting and talking, forging new ideas and plans of witchery, Esmeralda and Missy Halstead were suddenly disturbed by a loud bray, a wood splintering sound, and more frightening brays. Missy had a look of anger on her face, she exclaiming, "That damn Hank again!"
Rising up from their relaxing and wine, both Missy and Esmeralda ran toward the barn.
Missy arrived sooner than could Esmeralda, she being older than Missy by twenty years and a hundred pounds fatter from eating too often a plate heaped with sugary syrup coated barbecued ribs.
"Hee-haw, hee-haw, hee..., hee..., hee, hee...-haw...," were two differing tones of many brays, as Missy was first upon the scene to witnessing the sexual carnage. "Hank, for pity sake, back off of her, he was your father after all before I made of him to being a girl donkey. Granted the fact she is in estrus again; a common happening to any male changed to female animal. Your donkified dad is entering his second month being a jennet donkey, formulating his different gender takes time; be of care, your twenty-two long cock could do her internal, bodily harm, Hank, Hank, back off!"
As a huffing and short of breath Esmeralda arrived to where Missy stood, Hank's tail was at its second of five raisings, raised as with every spewed rope of Hank's semen. Hank having bred his dad, he brayed aloud, and remained lodged at the medial ring level, seemingly planning to surge into round two.
"Obviously, as Hank had a disliking for his father, feeling he wanted to fuck the old man for how he treated his son before both became now donkeys," said Esmeralda. Hank heard and understood her comment, causing him to turn to looking her way and offering a happy sort of bray.
"Back off the jennet, or by my familiar's aid, when you awake tomorrow, expect to be then a sterile Mule donkey," said Missy!
"Oh don't be too hard on the lad, after all he had to bare, the insults his father said about his son. As from what I heard of their father-son relationship; young Hank was an avid model building artist, while his father wished he had a son excelling in varied sports. Let the young fellow fuck his jennetized father, huh new word, Jennetized!
Missy dear, the lad is having masculine donkey fun, it shall solidify his mating techniques, and teach a new jennet what her change of self is all about until death does them part ways," said Esmeralda, she smiling from seeing Hank harshly thrusting his cock deep and it hard as if made of steel.
"HEE, hee-haw," did Mr. Brocker as then a jennet donkey bray, as was his son a stud male donkey was having avid thrills at fucking his Dad-donkey to being cross-eyed.
"Back away Missy, do let them get their hormonal delights re-aligned, as much Hank felt his most dire need to breed, he did bust through the four rail high fence to get at the rank scent of his daddy's new cunt. And, as for dear daddy, he needs to realize his new state for future affairs; he is a she and shall after having now mated twice by his relative, and son donkey, your transforming of him is a permanent situation, so let them love it," said Esmeralda, allowing Missy time to consider, and for Hank to spew four ropes more of his equine semen.