You can only watch as the two young women that are in front of you grab their stomaches as their ears elongate into donkey ears.
Logic tells you to run. Something however keeps you here. Maybe it's something in the air, you own strange desires or a combination of the two. Right then and there however, you want to be a donkey, a female donkey at that.
The two in front of you are now developing muzzles. They're holding their hands in front of their faces and watching as their hands become hooves.
With a deep breath, you remove your now too big shoes and socks.
At this point, you realize that worry about someone seeing you and asking annoying questions is pointless. You're going to be a donkey, might as well start giving into your urges.
You bring your shoes up to your face and inhale deeply, taking in a scent that while unpleasant, is decidedly male. It may be your scent, but it's still male and to your female self (which, given the warmth in your ears and that you swear you feel a tail swishing behind you is perhaps influences by at least some donkey mentality), it's wonderful.
Once you're done with your shoes, you discard them and sniff your socks. Your entire body feels warm and you can't help but let out of a bray before you discard thee socks. Oh boy it feels good to bray. You let out two more long brays as your skull starts to reshape.
Others around you are changing and some others are fleeing.
Right now, you don't care. You just want to enjoy the moment.
Your shirt, shorts and underwear are next to go. You take a moment to inhale the scent on your shirt before you throw it into the pile leaving you naked.
The theatre is filling with the scent and sounds of donkeys. It only drives you further.
You can't help yourself anymore. You sit back down and with one hand, you finger your new female part between your legs and with the other hand, you massage your breasts, alternating between them.
Your body is changing all while you do this, feet turning into hooves as legs become back legs and hips change, brown fur growing all over your body, your face changing to a donkey face.
You seem to be getting bigger as your body fills out, making pleasuring yourself increasingly harder to the point where you can no longer do it.
It matters little as your arms quiver before they become forelegs and hands change into hooves.
Your chest and belly barrel out as the chair creaks and creaks under your increasing weight. Your pleasuring may have stopped but you seem to have started something inside of you.
You breathe deeply as you feel a familiar pressure build.
Finally, you try to stand only to fall onto all four with a clomp of hooves.
The pressure releases itself with your first orgasm as a jenny as your bray in pleasure and buck, destroying the chair.
Breathing deeply, you standing as jenny wondering what to do next.