I entered the Mens room and went straight to the handicapped stall. I dropped my pants to admire the new me. A little vasaline cream and stroking was delightful and easy.
The more I stroked the more I had to stoke. Longer and larger I grew till I had a true equine sexual need. Leaning against the stall wall I stroked with eyes closed and mind engrossed.
After only a minute or so my balls felt of a thrusting swell. Precum and then globs of cum shot out into the air and across the stall. Sticking in white-yellow globs to the stall wall it gave me a wild animal like feeling.
My mind raced in circles of lust, desire, sexual conquest, and personal ownership of my mates. The thought of mounting, humping and fucking day and night caused shivers and chills.
In a daydream I felt this animal lust run in, through, and all around me. As I bent over to retrieve my pants I stopped. Half bent over my view was of equine shaped legs, hocks, fetlocks and hoofs. No dought in my mind but I was to change body and soul to the donkey that owned these sexual aprts.