You freeze in fear. Looking down at your chest, it is now covered in thick brown hair, you brush your hand over it, giving you a strange tickling sensation. Looking over you, you see the same brown hairs there too. How could you explain form going form having only a little chest hair to having a chest and back full of hair overnight?
But you're too tired to think about all of that. Creeping past your parents bedroom, you enter your own, and slip into bed. Lying on your back, you can feel your tail twitch beneath you, and you can feel your ears moving to every sound.
After a uneasy night, you wake at on your side at 7 AM, Your parents would have all ready set off for work. As you wake, the sun shines on your eyes. You groggily get up and head over to the window to look outside. On the window cill there are some birthday cards form your 18th, you happily pick up a card and read the message, remembering how it was such a brilliant day, finished off with an even better party. Then your eyes catch your chest hair and your looming sheath, and you realise that the party and everything else was in a previous life. Everything had changed. Looking at the reflection in the window you can see your looming donkey ears, and your cheeks covered in a brown stubble. Your eyes catch your tail saying behind you, making you feel worse. You go and sit on the corner of your bed.
Looking at your clock, its now half past seven. You decide that you should take a shower as it may take your mind off things. Stepping into the cubicle and turning the shower on, your body jumps as you react to the cold water. Pretty soon it heats up and you grab a bar of soap. Lathering and rubbing the soap across your hairy body, you feel how muscular you've become. You feel your new broad shoulders as well as your well defined pecks, rock hard six pack just above your sheath. Looking at your arms, they've also been graced with muscle. You begin to flex your arms and watch the bulges. You'd always wanted muscles like this, but you never got round to taking regular trips to the gym. All of this muscle is making you horny, and your cock begins to stir form its hiding place. You watch in awe as your massive cock begins to harden. You guess that it's about 9 inches in length. Your heart pumping, to reach out to touch it, but you then ember what happened last night. However, you realise that you can't feel any more changes, unlike the last time. "Well I guess I'm stuck like this" you think to your self, but you are beginning to see the advantages of being part Donkey!
After your cock returns to its home, you get out of the shower and had over t the sink. Looking at your face, witch is covered in brown stubble you decide what you should do with it. You could never grow a beard before, but you certainly could now. However, while you did like hairy chests and backs, your not too struck on beards. It would have to go. This was the first time you had a proper shave, and boy did it drag on. After what seemed like an eternity, and a blunt razor later, you had got ride of the the thick of it on your face and neck, but you were left with a 5 o clock shadow, but you liked it.
Moving to the full length mirror you stared at your strong body, your handsome face crowned with grey/brown donkey ears, your muscular body coated in thick brown hair, your tail swishing behind you and your package, showing the world your true equine heritage. You knew you should be afraid, but somehow you were exited and proud of your body, something which you never were. You were hung like a donkey, literally!
Collage was out for the summer, so you had little to do. You decided to spend the day out, to adjust to your new body and to see if anyone will notice. Heading to your room, you opened your dresser to find something to wear. Rummaging through your draws, you find a pair of baggy boxers. Hooking over your hairy legs over them, you pull them up. As soon as they reach your package, they begin to bulge. You pull them up above your sheath, and slot your tail between your hairy arse cheeks. Looking down, you see your massive bulge, hoping to god that the boxers will be able to contain it.
Next you search for a pair of trousers. You try on some jeans, but they won't fit anymore. Reaching to the back you pull out some dark blue tracksuit bottoms, putting them on you are relieved that they fit, showing your large bulge nicely too. Next, you put on a plain short sleeved t-shirt, which clings to your chest and show your arms nicely. The top also show the beginnings of your chest hair as well. Slipping on your socks onto your bigger feet you run downstairs.
Checking your self in the mirror, yup put on a cap, double checking that it completely covers your ears. Checking your self over, even fully clothed, you could still see your muscles, and the bulge in your pants. You guess the people would know that there was something different about you, but they wouldn't be able to put the finger on what.
While putting on your trainers, you encounter a problem, they no longer fit you. Yup try to force them on, only causing them to tare. As a last resort, you put your tan Rigger Boots on, which you were meant to wear at you new work placement in a few weeks time. They were too big when you bought them, but they were a good fit now. "Well, its better then nothing" you think.
Boots on, you are now good to go. You head to of the door and lock it behind you. Where do you go now?