Marcia and the girls followed Kim to the docks, and as they did, Marcia couldn't help but feel awkward, being the only biped of the group. She was surprised to find no shame in her nudity, though. She proudly let her slowly diminishing breasts bounce freely as the fur slowly crept up her torso, and put a but of a sashay into her step as she walked, hooved feet clomping on the cobblestone pathway.
"Wow," she whispered as they came to the docks. All of them were taken up by a large ferry, with each dock leading up to a port on the ship. It was larger than any boat she'd ever seen. "Kinda excessive, huh?"
"EverEE-HAWW is excessive here, Marcia," Kim answered as she stepped up the ramp to board. "Not to mention that you're not the only ones coming to the boss's private island."
"We're not?" Pamela asked, wide-eyed with excitement.
"No. He regularly entertains celebrities and major political figures of all types. You'll be riding with Kate Hudson, Will Ferrel, the Jolie-Pitt family, and Hayden Panettiere, to name a few. All already donkeys, of course."
"Of course," Marcia answered. This was all very strange. Celebrities were into this stuff? And still most people didn't know about it? How was this possible?
"Speaking of which, Marcia, you will have to complete your change before we disembark, which is in fifteen minutes. Just bray until you feel the tingling stop. As you may have guessed, braying pushes the change along quicker. Hurry along, now. The boss is looking forward to meeting you."
"What about us?" Carrie asked. Marcia felt somewhat bad about the way the girls were being treated, or rather, ignored completely.
"Well, the boss has no interest in you, so do as you wish," Kim answered, rather coldly. "We've got a grazing room on the upper deck, I recommend going there. Marcia, if you would come with me once you're done changing?"
"Uh, yes. Go ahead and chow down, girls. Er... Jennies... I'll catch up with you." Marcia looked to them apologetically, and only Carrie gave a look of understanding. Both Pam and Savannah looked upset.
"I don't get it," Marcia heard Savannah huff angrily as the three trotted off, "What makes her so special?"
"It's okay, Savannah..." Carrie started explaining, and then they were out of earshot.
"Well, now that they're out of the way, Miss Caldwell, if you please..."
"Uh, okay... Ee Haw... Ee... I'm sorry, I'm just not feeling it..." Marcia said, her ears dropping sadly.
"Perhaps I should motivate you some..." Kim said with a sigh of exasperation and a roll of her eyes. Marcia decided she didn't like this jenny at all. Before she could react however, Kim jutted her face forward and between Marcia's legs, and began licking.
"EE-HAW! EE-HAW EE-HAW!" Marcia immediately began braying loudly, both due to shock and excitement. She may not have liked Kim, but she had to admit that she was loving this. As she continued braying, she felt the tingling through her body increase as fur spread all over her body like wildfire. Her face continued to stretch, her teeth enlargened, and her fingers fused into hard hooves before she finally lost her ability to stand and landed heavily on Kim's back, braying mixed with grunts and sighs as she shifted her hips in motion with Kim's licks.
She barely felt the ship take off as Kim continued to perform on her, bringing the now-donkey jenny to climax and then an explosive release.
"There you are," Kim said as she pulled out from underneath and nodded, her face thorougly filthy but no less haughty and smug. "We have found your motivation. Now come this way."