Melinda had to think about that question. Her memories of her human life were finally coming back. As a donkey, everything was taken care of for her. She had no say in decisions. Now, she had a say in what to do with her life.
She looked at Jesse standing before her. She searched her mind for an image of what he looked like as a human before they became donkeys. He seemed stronger. The muscles on his arms and chest were more defined and his skin was a bit more tanned.
Then there was his manhood. It was twice the size of what she'd imagined a guy his height would be! She found herself growing giddy at the sight of him, despite her earlier words.
We're naked, alone and he's ... huge! Time to play later? Who was I kidding?
Melinda stepped forward, reached out and touched Jesse's manhood with her right hand. He gasped as she did.
"I'm sorry, should I stop?" Melinda asked.
"I ... oh ... thought you w...wanted to w...wait?" Jesse asked.
Melinda knew she should stop. Her human memories said to wait but spending time as a donkey had introduced the young woman to acting on impulse. As a donkey, if she'd been hungry, she would have eaten. Hormones were already swimming through her mind. They pushed out thoughts of escape as desire and more basic instincts kicked in.
As a human before becoming a donkey, Melinda had always been one to hold back. She'd never been able to explore this aspect of herself, even when she was technically an adult. A voice of sorts of doubt had always ran through her head when life presented her with an opportunity. Said voice always stressed her out, completely ruining the mood. Now, now that voice was silenced, pressed far back into her mind.
In the here and now, Melinda felt much more at home with going through with an action rather then always holding back.
"I was w...wrong!" Melinda said.