A few minutes later, and Tyler finds he is lying trussed and bound on what looks to him as some sort of stainless steel animal examination table.
Stripped naked and feeling so terrified, his maleness shows his feelings; it standing out and upward in a very aroused erection.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here, a virile male, excited, maybe feeling a bit of fear from seeing his surroundings, but a neat package lying here all ready for six big syringes." A scientist type says, he wearing a white laboratory knee length coat, a white hat covering his head, and a surgical mask to cover and protect his face.
Then, from a tray standing just to the right of Tyler, the man picks up a huge syringe, the needle is quite long, as he maneuvers his thumb to work the plunger.
"We shall begin, this lovely serum goes first into the Liver, and sets up a chain reaction of reducing the bodies' rejection of my attacking viruses." The doctor type saying, he roughly stabs the needle into the bare abdomen, weaseling it down and in until satisfied, then slams in the plunger and some red colored serum.
The man takes a half step backwards, and seems to be admiring the male erection still up and very rigid.
Taking hold of a smaller syringe, the doctor man then grabs at the male erection stuck up and at full alert.
Tyler notes how the eyes of the doctor wrinkle at the sides, as if he were smiling down at Tyler.
"Oh God, ouch," Tyler screams as the smaller syringe is poked into the flared end of his still very human and circumcised male shaft.
This syringe filled with some purplish black slime, is slowly pressed into the domed end of his human sized shaft.
Tyler moans, as a spreading and burning sensation begins and works its way upward, along the tube leading from the male organ to the bladder.
"I have had enough, could we just quit this and let me go home?" Tyler asking, his question and hopes falling when again a smirked doctor takes hold of another big syringe and proceeds to inject this into the right thigh of a helpless Tyler.
"Please let me up and out of here..." Tyler asked again, but the doctor stopped his foolish question, he saying in his middle eastern style of slurred English, "No, you must remain where you are, as come the sensations soon of your bodily changes. In effect the syringes injected so far, will do much to rearrange your bodily self, making you to the outside appearance as if a blending of donkey animal and man.
I shall allow you to rest and feel the surge of change envelope you. After two hours of your pleading and screaming, I shall return and inject the remaining three syringes. Once the syringes are finished, then you will go to a barn stall and await your transition period; that I plan to watch!"
Tyler cusses at the scientist doctor.
The man turns quickly, and bending half over the table he whispers to Tyler, "Caution, as the process to come will solidify your donkeydom gender, you could still become as a jennet donkey, or a stud, or be gelded into acting as a completely dumb animal. Fight with me, and you shall lose, curse at me and you shall get your butt raped by every stallion and stud we own!"