A man in a suit enters your stall. He has a grin on his face and pets you between your ears before offering you a carrot.
The man says something in a soothing tone. However you can't seem to grasp the words. It's as though the language center of your brain is simpler now. In a form which brays are your only vocalization, body language means much more. However, your form also has simpler needs thus simpler luggage.
His petting feels sooo good and that carrot is delicious. He must be a friend. From his smile, his intentions are good.
He stops, saying something else. Why does he have to stop you wonder.
A minute later, someone places something that smells funny around your muzzle and head. You recognize this thing, it smells strange. You trust the man thus don't resist it.
He leads you into out of the shelter and out where it's bright and warm. It feels nice. You brush your tail back and forth to swat something buzzing around your rear end.
While you know that you've forgotten the names of these things, you can't seem to focus enough to care. You remember your human life, but in this form, it's hard to picture doing those things.
The man leads you into somewhere more confined and dark. You don't like it in there and want out. There is another with you. You look at your companion and ascertain that it's a she!
With someone with you, one of your own kind, you feel safer. A shake of your head and you know that your own kind should be the same as the man. This isn't right, yet at the same time it is! You bray in confusion, swishing your tail back and forth. Your companion brays and as best as she can, nuzzles you. That feels so nice, she smells so nice.
You get excited. She could be the mother of some fine, strong children. Your new member slides of its sheath. You need a release. Oh why won't this thing you're in let you have her?
Closing your eyes, you try to remember. You've seen these things before. You know that they're confined to keep you from getting hurt. Pain is negative and it's better to have temporary discomfort rather then long term pain. But, it's so hard to concentrate with the female beside you.
You bray and she brays. It's not a conversation as much as the two of you just being there for each other, a reassurance that neither of you is alone.
After some time, you arrive at wherever it is you're going. The man opens the back of the thing and lets both of you out. You find yourself in an open field full of tasty grass and other donkeys! You want to meet them and to be with them!
You and the female run up to them. You discover that they're all female! Yes, all these females to yourself and no other jacks to have to share them with. While you know this is just your new instincts talking, you don't seem to care!
The man says something else but being surrounded by females has you excited enough that you're not interested in what this human has to say! When he leaves, you feel a sense of relief and are ready to have some fun and enjoy what's to come.