You do feel stuck and stranded there, your two possibilities being to accept the fact you would soon be as a stud male donkey; or if you follow the lead of these three sensual creatures, you may get your chance to leave the island as the man you were, maybe!
Alta, Francine, and Byrne take hold of you, they lead you inside, and down a long corridor of fluffing silky curtains. You can peer through the curtains, seeing young men in various stages of their own poisoned and so to be imprisoned animal forms.
Anxious for you own predicament, you do not try to escape, but walk along, seemingly ever the faster, heading toward your meeting with the present impostor calling herself as if the real Circe.
Your deep fears are only adding to the speed at which the donkeydom change is spreading its curse upon and over your bodily form. The walking makes for giving you the sensation of feeling your swelling bigger balls as they caress against hairy inner thighs.
What begins to add to the horrid beast like feeling comes as with walking and anxious, you get an ensuing erection, a massive new male member announes your changing self to all three of the Circe women.
A flagging erect organ adds to the sensation suggesting to you that turning round and bolting to some sense of freedom is the better, much better than what some Circe likeness may deem as proper and what is best for you and all!