A sandy haired donkey stands as calm as possible waiting an eternity of three hours without making a move. The fond hope of retaining his male human memory and the divine spark, his will.
His friend Brian stand's next to him in another rough cut wooden stall. He watches his cousin twist and stir as he fights the intense sensual and primal instincts of the donkey they have become. Sandy haired Kevin was the less brillant of the two. His education only one of high school but in life he had a better understanding of how things worked. In daily life he could listen to others and learn from their experiances.
Brian had a master degree in mechanical science at M.I.T. Smart, yes but many times walked about with shoe laces dragging and his zipper down. Brillant, sure but puting his great education into daily life was to him like building one of his machines with a sledge hammer!
Kevin tried his best to keep thinking of human exsistance, in hope of keeping those now highly valued thoughts as a donkey. As he oggled his friend's change a Caretaker walked into the barn pulling a stubborn grey furred donkey.
"Hey Jeb, called the Caretaker!"
Looking up from his paperwork Jeb Flycatcher watches the 300 pound Caretaker from the Recovery and Handling Department tugging a donkey jenny into the Livery Stable.
"Hey Jeb, here's another one for today! Seems those young people can't stop trying to push the limits of their stupid human lives. I found her almost changed and screaming near Cam-OF732. She was very calm at first but as I explained she was now a donkey permanantly she began to buck and kick."
"Put her in the stall next to the sandy colored jack! Any papers or ID left at the scene you can put on my desk. Do you know her first name, asked Jeb?"
"Veronica was on her Hotel reservation ticket next to her on the ground. She has quite the figure even as a donkey, wow she must have been something as a girl! Just look at those folds around her vulva, bet she gets a good grip on her mates, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, as he walks out the stable door."
"Easy Veronica, I'm the manager here! Please be as calm as possible, if you calm down the animal instincts will not be able to remove your human memories. If you continue to scream and bray the beastial part of your donkey mind will erase those human thoughts and all I will have left is the dumbest of dumb stubborn animals, said Jeb."
Veronica tried her best to calm down after spending hours laying in the grassy pasture changing from her perfect fassion model form to a jenny donkey of a lessor perfect form. Looking to her left she peered thru the wooden slats at the sandy haired donkey next to her. She wondered if he too had been human only hours before or if he was just a sorry looking ass naturally.
Kevin hearing and still able to understand human language turned his long neck and gave Veronica a good look over. She was all donkey but slim in her belly and rather well rounded in the rear. The grey coloring of her donkey fur was enhanced by the light colored mane and switch on the end of her tail.
As Jeb stood by he noticed Kevin's viewing of Veronica while Brian stood with his head held up and the upper lip curled out sucking in the scents of Veronica. Brian had given in to the animal instincts and stood with a wild boner longing to mount the wonderful smell just a few yards away.
"Veronica I would like you to meet Kevin, the both of you have kept much of your human mental ability and the memories! Those learned abilities will help you a lot during your stay here. As donkeys your work as very basic to the well muscled animal body. As exhumans your thoughts will guide your movements better than living with the instincts of a plain Ass like Brian there."
The two animals knoded at the other as if to greet. Jeb filled the manger in front of the three with a quarter bale of hay and suggested they try to learn to eat as donkeys.