Ryan suddenly had a terrible thought that till now had not sunk in, "I can't go home!"
Standing on hind legs of a donkey form he began to look at himself thinking of what it will be like, a Donkey! The Winter hair coat was spreading ever faster. His arms were gaining length as snap after ugly snap from his spine made note of new vertebra popping into place.
Indeed he stood very tall on the hind legs. Yet the additional length of the spine made it much more difficult to stand upright. His body was strong and no doubt his back was made to carry heavy loads, but not when standing on two hoofs.
Feeling it happening he toppled forward and with a thud hit the damp ground to stand on all fours. A deep breathe and he exhaled the rush of air from his nostrils issued a very donkey like snort.
As thoughts of home and the loving brother he had saved from a curse like this Ryan wished to go and tell of his sacrifice. Oh but he could not speak, his own thoughts of what to say seemed clouded. It was getting very hard even to think words in sentence structure. Now thoughts popped into his head as actions and reactions to sounds and smells.
Unable to stop the oncoming way of life Ryan knew that this taking over of his mental thoughts were the animal body instincts. It was like someone chipping away at the teeth of a gear. As more teeth were lost the ability of the gear to move as it should slowed and slowed.
At last when enough gear teeth were lost the power of rational thoughts would be lost and the animal he was in form would take the teenager Ryan into the world on animals, mind, body, and desires.