"Alright," Marcia said with a slow nod of her head. She could feel her face stretching further and further, but decided to go with it this time. She was going to be a donkey, since that seemed to be the only way to get the answers she now wanted to get for her own curiosity's sake. He was right, after all. She was quite the inquisitive type.
"You'll do it? That's great!" Norbert said with excitement. She could clearly see his excitement growing between his legs, and it was a... Mixed experience for Marcia. The part of her that was still human was disgusted, but the growing donkey portion was enticed.
"I'll do it only if my new friends get to come too.". Marcia nodded with a small smile down to Carrie, who was stamping her hooved feet in excitement.
"Really? But... But I reserve my secret area only for VIDs... Very Important Donkeys, that is... And, well..."
"Look, it's my job to look after these girls, and I'm going to do it. That's the only way you'll get me."
"Okay, okay. You got a deal. One of my jennies will find the four of you and lead you to my private ferrEE-HAW! Sound good?"
"Sounds fantastic, Norbert. We'll see you soon."
"Give me one last bray before I sign off."
"What?" Marcia asked. "Seriously?"
"Just do it, Marcia..." Carrie said with a slight nudge.
"Okay... HEE-HAW-HEE-HAW!!!" she put her all into it, and to her surprise, found herself enjoying it as well. She also found herself further transformed by the experience, her feet having turned completely to hooves. From the waist down, she was completely fur-coated.
"Very sexy, thank you," Norbert said. "SEE-HAW in a bit, ladies!"
"Wow," Carrie said as the two left the booth, "HEE's really into you!"
"Yeah, I dunno if that's good or not..." Marcus answered, feeling a lump in her throat.
"I think it's cool. Wanna ride?"
"What?"
"On my back. Ride?"
"Yeah, no thanks."
"Suit yourself, Marcia - oh my God."
Marcia looked ahead to what Carrie was seeing - Savannah and Pamela, having finished undressing each other, were now vigorously pleasuring each other with their long donkey tongues.
"Oh! Hey!" Savannah said as she quickly pulled her head out from between Pamela's thighs, "You guys are gnn - Pam, stop! You guys are back! And hey, Carrie, you've finished!"
"Yeah, but... I didn't think you two were..." Carrie said.
"Oh, we're not, we're just really horny. So... You think you understand now, Marcia?' Pamela asked.
"Yeah, and the CEO invited all of us to his private quarters."
"Really?!" the two asked in unison.
"Yeah. I think our guide's HEEHAWre!" Marcia said as she pointed out the jenny who vaguely resembled an oriental woman approached.
"Hello, jennies," the new donkey said. Her accent was clearly Chinese. "My name is Kim. Follow me. And Ms. Caldwell, please undress. We'd rather not have clothing scraps on the boat."
"Oh... Uh... Okay..." she stammered as she quickly and nervously removed her clothes.
"Thank you, ma'am. This way, please," Kim turned around and walked to the ferry, with Marcia and the three girls in tow.