Jezabel and Boe watched as Clint’s ears stretched upward and were also covered in brown fur. He fell to his hands and knees as a long piece of flesh stretched out from above his now furry ass. Jezabel laughed a bit, still tipsy from the booze. “Serves your right for being an animal.”
At that moment Clint’s face became covered in fur and his lips and nostrils joined into a small muzzle. He took a deep breath and released, “HAW HEE HAW.” Then the donkey woman stepped off the stage and began moving through the crowd. As they passed various teen boys and girls they slide their hands across them.
Each touch caused fur to sprout on their legs and shoulders. Some of the more inebriated teens got up and danced with the woman for a moment as they laid their furry hands on them. A girl at the bar groaned as her shirt began to rip and fur spread all over her. A young couple both grew long ears, and many other patrons had fur and tails growing.
Jezabel looked back up to Clint on the stage, his muzzle had fully grown in and his hands and feet were now hooves. He brayed at the audience as his shape filled out into a donkey. Starting to realize what was happening, Jezabel looked over to Boe, her heart racing, but Boe was already in the embrace of one of the Donkey Woman. Her hands all over his back as she removed his shirt.
Then, Jezabel felt a warm sensation on her legs. She looked over to see a Donkey Woman with her hand on her thy. She gasped as the woman reached up into her dress and smiled. Jezabel shuddered as the woman pulled away. Her leg began to sprout thick brown fur and the tips of her shoes were swelling.
She quickly rose from her seat and wobbled on her legs. Her first view was of the bar now filled with hairy half-beasts sobbing and braying as they changed. Boe was on the ground, his clothes completely torn off and fur all over his body. Jezabel watch as his ears stretch and his hands curl up into fists.
Jezabel took a step forward and heard a pop. She looked down and saw her shoe in pieces on the floor and a large black hoof where her toes once were. She groaned feeling the fur creep up her back and an ache throughout her body to go onto all fours. She hunched forward, trying to only give in a little before she felt hands on her back.
She looked back and saw one of the Doneky Woman behind her. The Woman smiled and pushed Jezabel forward. She screamed as she hit the floor and a sharp pain shot through her, “aaaaaggghh HAW HEE HAW.” She couldn’t believe the sound she made, the sound that now filled the room from the other former boys and girls, now all donkeys.
Her body was quick to finish the change. She felt her ears shoot up and her rump and tail ripping through the back of her dress. Her muzzle grew and she pounded her fists on the wood floor until they molded into hooves.
Jazabel kicked her hind legs as she swelled up into her new form and the music of the bar stopped. The brays of the donkeys was deafening and her calls were just as ignored as the others.