Josh feels himself sweating as perverse images fill his mind. His donkey hood swells to an embarrassingly massive size from the scent of the females. He can almost feel the hormones begin filling his veins and trying to push his human thoughts out of his mind.
For an eighteen year old human male, hormones are often more then enough of a problem. Josh soon found out just how much of a problem hormones could be when ones inhibitions have been whipped out and their hormones have increased twenty fold in strength.
No, I'm not a donkey; I will not fuck a donkey. I won't let them do this to me.
Unfortunately, even as he thinks those thoughts, Josh feels the pull of the female's scent working with his instincts to lure him to the females.
Josh sees the other Jacks. He knows that just like him, they used to be guys. They all have stories to tell. They all have backgrounds and lives that led them to this place. Some seem able to draw on that to resist, others unfortunately, do not.
Watching a chestnut haired donkey run toward a gray furred jenny, Josh sees the other donkey's member is fully erect. The jack's eyes show little more then lust. Whether he wants to do this because he can get away with it or because he's already lost himself to the beast, Josh cannot know. Josh however, is not about to let what (at least before the change) was an innocent young woman succumb to this.
With an almost leap, Josh dashes in front of the other Jack and brays at him. The jack looks Josh in the eyes and grunts and huffs at him. Josh sees sweat forming on its face. Being even closer to the scent of the females pulls at Josh even stronger. He wants more then anything to resist ... to hold onto what (if little) is left of Josh as he knows himself. Unfortunately, what his body has become seems desperate to drag him into a bestial way of thinking.
No, I'm not going to give in. I can't give in.
Josh looks at the fellow Jack, another victim of the island. Another that seems willing to throw its entire existence away. If Josh were still human, he'd probably hate the jack for what he wanted to do. But Josh, now experiencing the full force of these hormones knows that even for him, the line between resisting and giving in is thin and is one he seems to edge closer to with each passing second.
For a few short seconds, Josh feels almost dizzy as he turns to the closest jenny and approaches her. He acts more on instinct rather then any rational thought. He regains control just as he's about to mount her.
No, I can't do it. I won't do it. No, I have to remember my human skills. I have to think of human things!
Josh takes several steps away from the jenny. Unfortunately, his temporary loss of control has allowed the other jack to preform the very act that Josh had blocked him from. Josh watches in disgust as the jack behaves not as a human, but as a donkey. Josh can only close his eyes and turn his head away.
Think of math, science, anything. Josh does his best to think of his classes in school. Unfortunately, his attention span is shrinking. His thoughts constantly switch to lust filled ones. He knows it's wrong, or more so, he thinks it's wrong. Josh is starting to feel funny. An act with not so long ago seemed wrong, is now a shade of gray at best.
She's a donkey now, I'm a donkey now. Why act like a man in the body of a donkey? It's silly for me to try to do what's best for a human! I'm probably going to be stuck like this for the rest of my life. There's no point in trying to behave what I no longer am.
Josh openes his eyes and watches two more of his fellow jacks give in and approach jennys. He shakes his head in attempt to push out the thoughts he's just thought. No, I can't give up. I have to assume I'll find a cure. Of course even if I do, then I'll have lost out on this experience. At least then, I'll give myself a release and be able to think clearly.
Two jennies are still waiting. One finally approaches Josh and nuzzles him. She has a scent that appeals to him and brays gently. Just once can't hurt can't it?
The jenny turns and readies herself. What am I doing? Am I insane? I can't give in! This isn't me. But it's so hard to resist ... she smells so nice.
Josh brays as he fights what is now even what's left of his human logic slipping between wanting him to give in instead of resisting.
I'm a good boy; I barley know her; we're not ready yet!
But, Josh knows those are human thoughts. He finds himself wanting the battle to be over but also wanting to hold on. With a grunt, Josh finally....