"No, seriously, Claire!" Rebecca pleaded as her new friend pranced around on all fours. "You're really turning into *hic* turning into a donkey!"
"Look, Rrr'becca..." Claire slurred, both due to the alcohol and her steadily transforming mouth shape. "Ifff I was turnin' into a donkey, would I have these hooves on my feet here?" To demonstrate her point, she lifted her right leg slightly and shook it.
"Yes, yes you would!" Rebecca nodded her head sharply. "That's exactly what donkey have as feet!"
"Annn' if I was a donkey, would I have this awesome tail?"
"Well... I uh..." Rebecca was all of a sudden very unsure. She idly scratched at her backside, unaware of the small bump growing in.
"And! And, if I was turnin' into a donkey, would I be walkin' around on all fours like a person? Huh?"
"I, uh... I guess if you put it that way..." Rebecca said, a lazy smile forming across her face. How stupid she was, thinking someone was so clearly a person was turning into a donkey!
"I mean, look at... look a' you! You got those tall, slender grey-furred person ears, just like me! You think YOU'RE turnin' into a donkey?"
"I'm definitely not turning into a donkEE-HAW!" Rebecca exclaimed, now grinning widely.
"Eeeexxxac'ly. So quit'cher worryin'!"