Henry looked at his wife engrossed in sexual passion, now begining to enjoy the continued mounting from Ken the mule. As the demise of Doc Fenton, the mule kept his 1 in ten million testicles and was getting his sexual moves perfected.
Ken moved down the row of open stalls, mounting any and all that offered a friendly vulva. Yet with each new love he returned for another round with Mrs. Wifflephaffer, she must be somethin' special!
Henry walked to talk at Jeb, then he turned toward Jeb's office. Henry wondered exactly what potion Samantha purchased. On the floor laid the green square bottle. Picking it up carefully so as not to get the potion on himself. "Damn it a drop of this stuff, Jeb and I would be brothers in the flesh."
"OH GREAT, dear you sold that girl the full strength formula. Heck I water this stuff down 50 to 1 and get a fine ass every time, said Henry to himself."
Walking back to Jeb and seeing him starring at Ken the mule burried up to his sheath in a mare. Jeb stood with his muzzel stretched forward catching the scent of the sexual moment. Legs stiff and hind legs out straight, Jeb masterbating as a male ass would.
"JEB, Jeb, called Henry but to no avail." Jeb's every thought and hope was in the mode of joining Ken's sexual quest. As the ass strained forward Henry took a halter and slipped over the muzzel and Jeb's furry head. Hooking a rein to the halter Henry pulled the reluctant ass out into the freash air.
Outside Jeb's head cleared and again regained some human thought. "Jeb this is Henry can you understand my words?" A nod from the jackass said he did. "I want you to know that the potion you drank was full strength. The stuff changed you to a two year old male stud ass. I seen that you are well endowed too. Now you must understand this, at full strength the potion will slow you ageing down. I figure about 1 year for a month. This means that you must remain as this ass form for 5 years. Yet each month of age equals a year this means a life of a stud for sixty years before I could change you back, do you understand me Jeb?"
"You fuckin son of a bastard, said Stella Flycatcher on over hearing Henry's explaining the potion's curse. This means I'll be an old woman before he could be my father again, damn you!"
Henry stood silent as Jeb walked forward and stuck his muzzel in Stella's crotch.
"Look he sniffs my sex as an animal." Madd as hell Stella reaches over and grabs the square green bottle from Henry's hand. "I wish we'd never joined up with this cursed park. People like you with you evil potions aught to try the stuff first. Bottle in hand Stella pulls back to through it out into the street, when a short stream of remede dripps out of the bottle and trickles down her hand.
"Oh my Lord in Hell, said Henry as he glared at the blueish green liquid run over Stella's skin." As it touched it soaked into her pores.
Stella looked in horror as she realized her foolishness. As it soaked in a small patch of dark brown skin appeared and fur sprouted.