RUN !
No, I can't believe this is happening!
Run I did as my leg tripped over a pretty faced girl with a body rapidly changing to sow. An arm raised to plead for help as she moans in the moment of passion. The personal passion felt by all as the humanity is replaced by brute beastial form.
I itch, ears have fur growing as the things lengthen to new heights. My cheeks itch as if a two week growth of wiskers were being stroked. My thoughts are not clear as I strain to make my way from this hell or humanity.
Out the bar doors runs a scared human, now a little less of a man than when I walked inside. The screams of women and laughter of others as this fool passes on his way to the parking lot.
Run, run, run, the wonderfulness of fear has granted me additional strength to run. Pressing between the crowds of other fools all of which may meet a terrible fate today. Zig, zag, I'm getting so close to the main gate. The back aches as I run all the faster to the entrance of this park. I run now hunched over in lower back pains. The strangeness of slipping traction against the asphalt street makes me want to be away from here all the more.
Strain, the agony of of muscles straining to finish this run to freedom and help to rid me of this curse.
I see it the main gate and the crowds are opening like the parting of the Red Sea. Oh no, their are three men at the gate! One holds a bridle and bit for some animal. Another has a net! Yet worse is a white coated doctor type with an injection needle raised up ready to plunge in some flesh.
I dodge right and then left as my legs wheel about and kick out into the air. A squeal of a donkey's bray slips out passed my lips as the realization of my form and fate comes as new knowledge.
Ouch, a jab of that needle in my butt slows all urge to escape. My legs are like rubber and they fold out from under me as I hit the pavement with a thud.
The groans, and moans of people watching touches my muddled mind. I look up in utter agony as muscles wrench and tighten. A pleading for help in this time to terror and pain comes out as a ragged bray of some animal, ME!
Dragged in the net and lifted into a truck my limp body and clouded mind calms this moment. The touching of children to my lips makes me almost smile, as if now I could. A nibble action to their fingers makes parents jump to protect their children from my teeth. "No worry I think, I love children!"
I turn to see the doctor smile and hearing his words it offers me little comfort for the years to come. "Easy big boy we have a fine place for you to let those kids ride the back of one furry donkey. As time goes by your strength will increase and the use of the strength will be by the hands of our Coachmen. A donkey you are, a donkey stud you shall become! I promise you an interesting time between right now and your ultimate death, trust me Donkey!"
A roar of the motor and we were off down the service road to my new and next adventure.