"Jayson DeWalt," called a man out loud! Jayson opened his eyes, blinking her could not remember how he got to wherever he was?
"UP, up Jayson DeWalt, this is your first day at the Pleasure Island School for Animal Husbandry."
Jayson looked around and in his quick temper tried to yell at the teached. Instead a mighty "HEEE HAW" was the pronounced sound. The raw sound rather than words startled Jayson as he tried to stand upright.
"Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, laughed the Trainer, no, no, no, your not human anymore, your a M-U-L-E!"
Standing on all fours Jayson looked over his withers at a broad back covered in jet black mule hair. A quick look down showed hardy animal legs with a lighter almost brown covering of hair.
"HEE HAW, HEE HAW, HEE HAW, HEE HAW, screamed the frieghtened youth." Tears began to run down black hairy cheeks as the realization of his new animal self hit home.
"Cry if you like but over the next three weeks you need to learn how to act properly as an animal and a mule. I am your Trainer and we shall work closely together. Rule one, I am a human, Trainer, and master of you a beast, a mule, and part of the property of the Pleasure Island Amusement Park."
Jayson began to shake with fear as he stood hearing what he was to become.
"Each day a mule has his own way of waking up. The next thing on his mind is to drink and then drop a gallon of urine out his cock on the barn floor. So lets see if you can handle that first."
The Trainer reached down and sprayed some cold oil over Jayson's leathery mule sheath. The chill moved his cock to start moving and it dropped out in wrinkled chuncks. Another spray brought the member to full erection, and shortly the urine flowed.
The fodder Jayson had eaten the evening before now showed up a pungent smell to his greenish yellow urine. He felt as if gallons had drained from his cock and stood waving it around when he was finnished.
"Fine, fine it's completly normal for a male mule to swing his cock around after the enjoyment of urination. Remember to do it just that way, weither here in the barn or out on the street, said the Trainer patting Jayson's withers."
At the word street jayson's head popped up and cocked it to one side as if having a question.
"I see you have some intelligence, well as the mule you are sterile! That means your testicles were removed when Reformation was done. As a unsexed male membered mule the desire to have sex is less than that of a full stud horse. You might get the offering of a mare to mount if she is in heat, but only on a rare occasion will this happen. If it does happen please feel free to indulge your cock and mount her, cause you have no semen ability. This what I meant about being sterile. Enjoy mounting, humping a mare, or jenny but don't expect to be a father, Ha!"
Jayson drank in the information and turned when he heard a funny sound. Directly across from his stall stood a dun colored mare. She looked back at him, her tail held to one side and the lips of her vulva winked.
"Boy have you got luck, said the Trainer! She was sent through Reformation about last week and hasn't learned the difference between a male smell and a stallion smell."
Hooking a rein to Jayson's halter he walked him close to the welcoming rear of the mare. Her vulva was dripping wet of her sexual juices as Jayson snorted.
Jayson looked at the Trainer, being a city boy he had no knowledge of how a male horse would approach a mare, and then what?
"Ok, now learn this once and remember, said the Trainer! Sniff her juices with those big nostrils, lick her juices if you want, then rise up on hind legs and stand behind her, that's fine! Plant your forehoofs on her rump, inch forward till you feel the cockhead touch her juices, then thrust deep and enjoy!