Stunned at hearing that what you changed partially into the form of, is and shall remain as part of you for your entire lifetime; you feel dejected and begin to cry.
"Please, you do not need to cry, there is another alternative, and if you willingly sign this one form here, I can assure you that what is now donkey like will vanish away!" So said this one man, he looking very authoritative, as if someone you could give your self in trust.
A groan from what felt as an intense orgasm racing through you does the trick, and quickly the form is sign, witnessed, and a seal stamped to it the designates this as your personal last written communication with the human part of this big blue world.
Taken then to what appears as if a hospital surgical room, you find yourself undressing and asked to climb onto the shiny steel table as nurses come to prepare you for...