Kevin Rooste returned home from his trip to the big city. At last to be home again he enjoyed watching the late evening sunset from his porch. A good diner in his stomac, the evening coolness settling down the warm afternoon winds.
Now the true calm of the day comes for Kevin sitting near the front door to his apartment on the Sunrise Experiment Farm just North of Appleton, Wisconsin. He had answered the add placed in many big city news papers for a live in resident farmhand.
Kevin now retired from thirty years of pushing paper in an office was really ready for a workplace in the wide open country. His many hobbies of rockhounding, fishing, and photographic interests made his job even more fun.
Many a night he would look over his photo's he take of the volunteers which came from all over the midwest. Young and some old, males, females and some mixed up on just which sex they were. He'd take their picture when they began their short time doing the part of volunteers in animal husbandry experiments for the drug company which owned the farm itself.
Kevin would watch for the certain one from each group who would be offered the long term experiment and boasted of the big money they would recieve. Kevin had seen much of what occured, and those who boasted would by the end of Summer have no need for money at all.
A camera in hand Kevin would work near that special volunteer and take candid pictures of they as the serums worked their way into the bone and muscles. So many of the pictures told of physical changes which at last the poor volunteer learned only too late would leave them a ward of the company. Their wonderous monitary reward so useless to them now that most just accepted their fate, A lost hope for any reprieve that could have changed them back to what they were soon faded. As brute animals of the farm they took their place beside previous volunteers to work as such should do.
Kevin had several pictures of a beauty who came early last Spring. She told of her wonderful reward the Company Representative offered if she's be a willing volunteer helping the managing Scientist.
Ole' mean and cranky, Sir Helmut Von Muller, Doctor, Scientist, and head Torcher Specialist. Kevin would hear the Doctor giggle and laugh in fits from God knows what as his experiments reached a final climax with the volunteer. It was Wendy Anne Pearl that stirred Kevins blood. A slim and nice shaped form of a 20 year old woman. She was in her second year at the University and with the big money promised by the parent company she would be set for the next two years to come.
Kevin had tried to approach her about not continuing the volunteer work and looking for a job about the University. Yet after three or four mentions the Doctor came and warned Kevin not to enterfere. Kevin felt hurt to understand that the Doctor had alrady injected Wendy with the second of three serums. She would be kept in quaranteen after her second month. Then once the thrid serum is put to work it's mircle, she would take part first hand in a animal husbandry experiment. A Palamino mare with human ingrahms melded with the brain cells of the equine she would become. It was planned that her offspring would have much increased mental ability. Therefore the Parent Company would put Wendy and others thereafter into production of a higher race of fine saddle animals. All the horror and loss of humaity to those who would sign that form was all for some cruel profits for the stockholders.
Stockholders, Kevin thought about that very word and wondered if those people might ever know how close the word was to the way the company made it's earnings. Yet over time even Kevin had grown rather callas about the volunteers, experiments, and the final outcome for some whether, young or old, male or female.
Kevin was warned not to try and leave his place of choosen employment without a four week notice. Everytime he went to the big city he felt watchful eyes peering over his shoulder. He knew all too well that if he left and moved on that the Company would send him a going away present which was either deadly or might change his sexual preferance from women to more basic female desires.
Today was a special day with a neat find of something he would treasure. The stone jar looked to be made of polished marble. A stone with a cork surround stopper filled the neck of the old jar, keeping it's secret's tightly locked for the centuries.
A warm shower and Kevin lay on his apartment bed stock naked. A quick look to his bedstand saw the jar to get picked up for a close look. As Kevin turned it this way and that the jar's stopper suddenly fell out with a plop.
One cold piece of marble on his stomac was quickly covered in a light pink colored cream. A soft lotion which was sweet like wild flowers in scent. Kevin felt of the puddled lotion and decided to smear his body with it's wonderous creamy feel.
As he stood covered from head to toe with this marvelous scent he had a real passion to visit his friend Wendy Ann at her stall. Forgetting anything but the passion of the moment Kevin took off on a run through the dark of night, naked.
The red and white barn stable was kept very dark. Kevin knew his way about the darkness and easily went down the isleway to Wendy's box stall. Opening the Dutch door he slipped inside and in the blackness he called out her name.
A Friendly snort and he felt her soft muzzel touch first his bare chest and then trail down. A warm tongue stroked his penis to a stiff hard and made him all the more hot for sex. Kevin reached out and found her five gallon feed bucket. Turning it upside down for a stepping stand he perched atop the bucket ready for his love to present that wonderful golden rump.
A flick of coarse tail hair brought Kevin even stiffer and so ready. Wendy's big rump was in front of his in that black room. His hand felt her vulva's juices and he moistened his penis for entry.
Suddenly a noise in the isleway just outside the stall turned Kevin's attention. A light ray beamed from the outside as the Doctor was dragging another volunteer to their new home. The pitiful cries of the youth made Wendy whinnie remembering her own time of change. Kevin was not to be denied his night of please and with a thrust forward he leaned toward his mate.
The bucket scraped and creaked on the brick floor covered in clean straw. Kevin's leaning action would have been supported by Wendy had she not moved away. A short sound of terror from a middleaged man falling into the blackness from his perch on that bucket.
THUD, Oof, and Kevin found his penis driven home into a tight a wonderful space. It wasn't Wendy for sure but the feeling was so right as he thrust in deeper.
As his noticable sounds were heard into the isle between the stalls Kevin turned his head toward the door. The bright florecent light from the isleway flooded into the black stall blinding Kevin for a minute.
The crude laugh of the Doctor told of who had found out Kevin's passion for the farm. As Kevin's sight returned he stood humped over his catch and looking at the broad smile on the Doctor's face.
Kevin turned to push back and try to regain some personal composure. Then the soft whinnie from far across the stall brought reality home. Looking down Kevin saw his stiff human penis buried up to it's base in the black donut of one old male Donkey. So many times he's seen ole' Joe kept as a stallmate to an expectant mare. Now it was Wendy's turn since the Doctor must of had her bred to one of the other volunteers now a stallion.
The Doctor walked ever so close and looked down at Kevin's burried shaft, then up his body to look him in the face. Odd without a word the Doctor seemed to study Kevin's expression of both terror and stupidity.
Minutes passed till Kevin could stand there nomore. Pulling on his shaft he noticed two things. One his penis was now as black as the donut it had been burried so deep into. The second thing was that it looked much bigger of girth around. As more force was applied to pull his penis from the Donky's black anus, Kevin was more surprised to not it's new length.
Back stepped Kevin as inch by long inch the blackened penis withdrew from the Donkey. At last the end pulled free for which both Kevin and Doctor made agreeable noises.
The Doctor stepped close again and began to touch the tips of Kevin's ears. Quickly Kevin pushed the Doctor to a safer distance, and made a strong stare at him.
The Doctor's face changed from ne of awe to one of accute interest like the Scientist he was. Kevin had had enough of this a told the Doctor to bug off! Only the words were gone and replaced by true beastial sounds of an angered male Donkey.
In tune with his new good friend Ole' Joe began to HeeHaw as well and the stalls echoed with Donkey screams. Some screams were of horror, while Joe's were of warning. Wendy soon blended her thoughts into the din of beastial noise.
After several minutes of screaming his beastial Donkey sounds the facts of these sounds touched his ailing mind. Looking down the fact of rapidly changing groin, thighs, and legs were without a chance to deny. Kevin's eyes welled up with giant tears as he watched in horror as legs hunched down to be those like Joe's and feet lengthened as hoofs grew to hold his growing bulk.
Stretching arms forward they reached out and changed so fast even the Doctor ooed the sight. Fingers melted into hoofs as wrists into fetlocks. A gray brown hairy hide spread to cover Kevin. Ears now long and moving on their roots. Nostrils huge in comparison to human were merged into a wiskered upper lip.
Kevin strained to make a word come out his throat but the ragged sound of Donkey Joe was all that burst forth. Big buck teeth made for grazing twinkled pure white ivory at the Doctor. Surprised at the quickness of Kevin's change he wondered how the Farmhand had changed the serum.
As Donkey Joe sniffed his new partner the Doctor closed the stall door for all to get better acquainted.