Bill Leadbetter the senior class bully stood looking at his prize. "Hey there jerk where did a nerd like you get a pretty thing like this?"
Jake felt the medallion power wane as he was nolonger it's owner.
Bill stuffed it in his shirt pocket as he spits on Jake's bare feet. A lanky tough guy Bill has seen his nose broken twice. He moves like a girl with a walk like he owned the ground you walked on.
The coach knew Bill for what he was and always played him as the fool. "LEADBETTER, GET OVER HERE, called the coach."
"Get to the stables out back the school and feed Dicky the team mule."
Leadbetter knowing that if he didn't the coach would have him stay after class and run laps while the study hall watched.
With a bucket of water and one with grain Bill stomped out to the small shedlike stable were Dicky was kept. All this time Jake watched in hope of getting the medallion back.
Bill wung the dutch door open to the mule's stall. "Here you dumb, dirty animal!" Lazy as he was he bent over the bottom door and dropped the water bucket in the small stall. Leaning over he grabed the grain bucket and out of the pocket rolled a medallion.
Jake scooped it up and turned to run off. Bill was quicker and tackled him as the fight started. Scrambling around in the dust they knocked eachother into the stable wall.
"There it mine, damn you Jake!" As Bill stood up her was draped in Dickies' show harness. A WONK as the heavy harness fell off the hooks that held it to the side to the stable wall.
Bill's eyes went wide as he saw the bright glow of power from the medallion. "What the HEEEHAAW is going on! Eyes wide in horror he stared at Jake.
The medallion tight in his grasp Bill started to shake all over.
Jake watched as Bill's eyes closed tight. His head looked skyward as his arms stretched our straight forward. Bill's well tanned skin darkened even more till he was as black as black could be!
Bill's lips moved side to side as if grinding his teeth. Jake stepped close to see Bill's ears sprout longer and furry. His nose spread wide as lips grew thick.
Jake watched as Bill's chest began to barrel out and then a dark brown mule fur grew out all over his bare skin. A ripping sound as the team T-shirt parted up the seams. Gym shorts stretched till the waist band tore and his maleness came into view.
Bill's thighs widened as they became hind quarters of a male mule. His human penis hung dark and almost black in color. As the sensation of his change ran into his groin the mule cock flared in all it's beauty.
Erect it grew longer and rounder. Longer and longer till Jake was sure it was two feet long. The end of the shaft flared into a broad flange and the opened end reminded him of a navel.
Jake looked up at Bill's face to see if he were looking at Jake. Bill's eyes were still crushed tight shut, but his face and head were all mule now. A thick strong neck supported the great head and attached itself to broad shoulders.
Suddenly Bill moved his legs to a new stance. This made Jake step back. Bill's mule hind quarters were now complete. Even a long brown tail hung over his hairy ass. Legs, hocks, feet, and hoofs, Bill was now a twin brother to Dicky.
Dicky snorted and sniffed at Bill's hairy rear. At this Bill opened his eyes and fell on all fours. Jake remembered the medallion picked it up from the stable dust and put it in his pocket.
The white of the mule's eye was in view as Bill's human mind now contamplated his mule self.