"There... there y' go," Claire slurred with a wide, toothy smile as Rebecca joined her in a quadripedal stance. She walked a shaky, stumblingly drunk circle around her new friend, examining her body from every angle. "Mmm... verEE-HAW - erm, very sexy, yeah..."
"Y... y' think?" Rebecca asked, blushing slightly. She suddenly became aware of the various two-leggers around the bar staring at them. She couldn't quite make out their strange, flat faces. Was it horror on their faces? Disgust? Jealousy?
"Ohh, yes... how 'bout you 'n... you 'n me get outta here an' have our own fun, yeah?" Claire asked as she nuzzled Rebecca's neck softly and took in her scent.
"HEE-HAW!" Rebecca brayed excitedly. "I thought you'd never ask..."
As the two donkey women walked out of the bar, they didn't quite notice their bodies filling out, becoming larger and more massive. Greyish brown fur began to spread across their bodies, their hands tightening into hooves.
And as their bodies grew larger, they became less and less drunk...