Walking in circles I view the form of Donkey that is now me! I remember being terrified at first but now I see nothing to fear. As I step round and round the feeling of pure contentment, a calm desire to live and enjoy.
I look about and see many Donkeys. I snuff the air and my beastial instinct filled brain can tell at a distance who is a male and where is a female.
Walking a rythum of four legged movement I prance over to a pair of dark grayish looking males. They sniff me as I them and we walk in circles examining the others. I bray a loud hello and the two bray back. One of the two gives a bray of fear as his mind may still have more human character left within.
A sudden thought as I look about it is as if I was seeing the world on a black and white TV. Black is a dark gray while other colors show only different shades of gray. The loose of color in my vision should make me feel a loss, but the inner calm tells me that a Donkey doesn't need colors.
I trott about enjoying the hearty strength of this tough body. The breeze I generate as I trott tingles every hair on my furry body. This adds to my pleasure and acts as a reassurance of more pleasures to come.
A small rise in the ground puts me on a small hill over looking the growing herd of Donkeys. I bray my personal delight in the excellent sensual form I now were and look over my subjects from on high.
The fall breeze tingles me and the far scents of jennies in heat strokes my nostrils. I close my eye as a wave of passion flows within and as any male Ass I drop my male organ from it's furry home.
The skin crinkles as it unfolds and lengthens to a partial erect form. The weight of it gives added pleasure as what is left of human memories compares the size and weight to my previous human cock. The feelings build more passion as it wipes away any human morals left in a withering brain.
Stiffer and stiffer it comes to full stout length. Straining it, the member rises and bumps the furry round belly. As the quick touch of my coarse Donkey fur thrills the aching member, I let off the strain and it swings free to waggle loose but still filled with passion.
Each thrust bring the big heavy cock to touch and release till the churning in my groin signals a sexual release. I can feel the wave of semen surge down the eternal length of my long Donkey cock. The glands at it's end add to the moment of extreme passion as I hear the spurting semen splatter against my forelegs and on the ground before me.
At first I look about to see if anyone of the Donkeys had just seen me jock off. Nothing! No worry they all have their lives to live and the moral thoughts are unfounded as a animal. I turn to see a smile from a old man standing near the pasture corner.
In his hand is a camera and no doubt in my mind but he just took a picture of me masturbating for the first delightful time as a Donkey. Walking slowly down the hill I approach the man as he continues to smile and say hello.
I hear his words but not all have meaning anymore as the Donkey wins my mind and cleans away the human thoughts and dreams.
"Good day there stud, I see you enjoying that Donkey cock, says the man in a humorous way!"
I want to respond and give a loud ragged bray which seems to scare the man a little.
He reaches and pets my furry face and muzzel. "Oh Donkey my life has been a failure, I wish to join you and bury my self in a different body and not have to look at my wife and children's scowls!"
If I could only walk him back to the Park and let him see his reflection in the mirror from Hell.