Jeremy shook his head, the shake rattled down along his spine, shaking and shivering his donkey body. he stood frozen with expectations of living a sensually raw life as an animal out in the every-day weather.
A growing sense of lust and want for passionate feelings began to exert pressures.
He felt a pang to find a female donkey, a pony mare, any female willing and or able to help him quell this awful desire for wanting a release of what swelled there between his hid legs.
"Sniffing the air," Jeremy took note of something of a wonderful scent, of what his donkey changing brain said was the juices found from a jennet donkey in heat.
Not too far from where Jeremy stood sniffing the breeze, an anxious female donkey with the strange name of Jack, stood feeling her own new pangs for what to a young man is unthinkable.
Need and want soon saw the other, as both donkeys came together, one needing and the other wanting.
Jeremy mounted across the rump of who was recently Jack, the instinctive needs were taking both beyond their learning the ways of living as humans, they had a need and moved to join.
Jack shivered when the mighty donkey shaft parted his rear lips and sunk into her loins with deep and throbbing strokes of donkey passion.
Jeremy brayed his domination, feeling just a strange tingle about his neck as he went to rutting his shaft ever deeper, gaining rhythm, and feeling his deed as if justification of a dire need.
"Neat friend, you lassoed the jack donkey on your first try!" so said one of the wranglers to the other.
The younger wrangler drew tight the noose that hung then taunt to around the donkey neck of Jeremy.
"Take it easy on him, see how the smaller portions of his humanity are fading as he ruts the jennet! See too, the jennet and her vulva, the way she acts as from feeling each new thrust of the stud her human sense of disgrace seems to turn to enjoying the ways of a female and donkey. Now watch closely, see as the male thrusts his shaft, see how she now backs her rump toward the male, they are both finding it enjoyable, leave them to doing it and when they finish we shall have to placid animals to tote to the barn." The older and experienced wrangle said, Jeremy hearing him, understanding what he said and of what it meant to him, but from what he felt at that moment, his shaft was doing his thinking for him.