Decided to leave at any cost to self, enough of this sex game, what you arrived here as is as foreign a thought as it is a feeling of being male rather than as a female knows the sensations of life.
Leaving the hotel, many eyes watch you stride out the front door, a direction you especially have not gone in many weeks; your common quarry coming to seek someone like you out for their pleasured delight.
Walking the board-walk, it is an astounding place, a place of many exhibits, saloons, brothels galore, carnival rides, but come the end of the planks is a staircase extending down to the sandy beach.
Peering beyond the staircase the beach extends for more than an mile, rocks jutting from out the sea, some have mermaids or mermen perched advantage like, waiting for some fool human to ask of them what they are!
In the distant mist coming up from off the salty sea, you will note a white building, it shimmers in heat waves rising, making the building look as if at times it is not even there.
Looking at this almost mirage, you step down the stairs leading to the sandy beach, and walk, as walking seems an endlessly long time to arrive at that building, you begin to jog and then run toward that what is your want to see a closer view.
Running along the beach the soothing calls of mer-creatures fills your ears, they call, beckoning of one to come to them and they do to you as what you did to so many for the past weeks and months.
Time and running seem an endless task, as after running for a long time, the white building still is but a shimmering thing far ahead.
Tired and back to walking but doing it briskly, as you walk a herd of five donkeys come running along the beach, they frolicking one with the others, seemingly they are delighted with having become as donkeys. They see you and cease the donkey play, and one of them seems to recognize you, he stops, standing with big brown eyes and give you a gaze from head to feet.
"Hee, hee, hee-haw!" The poor beast cries at you, he walks closer to you as the other donkeys stand a few feet away, all silent and taking note of how this one horny male animal is coming to you with his male organ near to dragging along in the wet sand.
Greeting the beast, you voice is shaky, as if you recognize him and he the same seems to remember you.
You take an obvious note to his erection, it bloomed full of donkey form, the tip a flat flap that is so aroused it begins to make a furrow in the wet sand. He walks to you, his thick rubbery lips smacking together, he reaches high with his head and extending that long neck, he wants in the worst way to nibble suck at one of your lovely breasts.
Even through your sun dress the grazed touch of him to your nipples brings them into an arousal, they pucker plump, tenting the dress, and this he seeing seems to make him more aggressive with his want to have you as his mate.
A quick look around where you stand as for help from someone to fight off the aggression of a horny donkey meets with but a bleak hope and a bleaker looking beach. Bleak it is of human kind, but of donkeys, they seem to come from every direction, as if allowed on this day that so many were set free to run wild. They all act quite prolific, females making lurid offering to any male, showing them of vaginal black lips that wink and wish for something long and stiff to part them, filling their depths, and from it another infected soul would join their growing herd.
Males too, as was this one male right there and then, he would like it if you just lay down on th wet sand, and let him at your privates. He with his monster big donkey cock would spear a woman, raking her sensations with such sensual fantasy, she once inseminated properly, (More than just one fill-up) would begin to see her human body fading as the more aggressive animal, donkey form would erase what was born as a human.
Fond memories flood the mind, the sight of him so aroused and wishing for to mate is almost enough to force you to do anything this fellow might so wish.
Standing there, as the one donkey with his aroused self works to nibble at your puckered nipples, another begins to lip smack at your crotch, he sniffing there, drinking in your aroused smell; making you stand differently, so to allow him his want to lick and graze.
The cool breeze comes from off the sea, it clears the mist, making the view of the far off building to become a clear sight to see.
"Oh praise the Lord!" You bluntly say, the speaking a reminder to all that the world and universe is governed by such a powerful spirit, they who are then as beasts seem to be reminded of their lost salvations, doomed to be as animals, they have lost their hope of a second life.
Your seeing the building, you realize it is a small church built early on and before the coming of Pleasure Island Amusement Park.
Your saying the word and name Lord has quelled the aroused donkeys, they milling away, heads hung low to near touching the sandy beach, they seem frightened at the aspect of their needing to live life as the animals the island and you made of them.
Feeling a want for gaining reprieve from the sexual madness you put yourself through and as well so many other young men, you run toward the church, hopeful that by entering such a devout building some sense of forgiveness might come to you.