Aaron was a young teen boy hanging with his friends Cary and Ben at the skate park. They skated about on the various ramps for a couple hours, enjoying themselves and laughing up a storm until they grew tired and decided to head back to one of their houses. They decided to go to Cary’s house, since his parent’s weren’t home and they could be by themselves.
As they started heading back, a new vending machine caught Aaron’s eye. He walked over to it and checked out the various different types of drinks.
“I’ve never heard of any of these,” said Cary. “They look kinda weird.”
“I want to try one,” said Aaron. He looked through the options before selecting Donkeyboy Punch. He slipped in his money and then opened the door, pulling out a bottle of the beverage. “Cool, it comes in an actual glass bottle.”
“I want to try one too,” said Ben. He looked through the options before selecting Bacchus Brew, deciding it was the safe choice, since he liked grape soda.
“All right, I guess I’ll try one too,” said Cary, deciding on the Satyr cream soda. The three then depart and head home to hang out and play video games.
Aaron sat in the back of the room on the couch as he watched his two friends play video games. He was drinking his soda faster than the other two since they were busy playing their game. He started to feel funny as he finished the last of it. He felt an itch on his face and scratched it, surprised to feel fuzz.
“What the...” muttered Aaron.
Ben turned around to his friend. “Having fun buddy?”
“Yeah,” replied Aaron, absentmindedly. He was far too concerned with fuzz on his cheeks when he wasn’t even old enough to start shaving.
“Dude, what’s up with your ears?” asked Ben, taking another sip of his soda.
“What?” asked Aaron, reaching up to his ears. To his horror, they were longer and came to rounded points. Aaron lept from the couch and went right for the bathroom.
Ben followed, breaking Cary’s concentration from the game.
“Guys?” asked Cary as he followed the other two into the next room, finishing his cream soda in a large gulp. “What’s going on?”
“Something’s wrong with Aaron,” replied Ben.
Aaron checked himself out in the mirror, shocked at the sight of himself. Black and grey fur was growing in around his face, around his neck and he could feel it growing all over the rest of his body too.
“Something’s hee-haw...hee-haw...hee...happening to me!” cried out Aaron.
“Dude, you’re turning into a donkey!” exclaimed Cary.
Aaron cried out again and looked down as his sneakers and socks tore apart, revealing two hard, black hooves in place of his old human feet.
“I don’t wanna be a donkey!” cried out Aaron.
Ben became quite alarmed as he watched his friend’s transformation continue. Aaron’s clothes were torn to shreds as his body became more Donkey like. He grew a long tail, his chest barreled out and his face finally pushed out into a donkey-esque snout.
“Oh my god,” said Ben. “We need to call someone.”
“Who? Who are we going to call?” asked Aaron. “I just turned into a goddamn donkey boy!”
“That soda! The soda you got was Donkeyboy Punch! You drank it and...oh no...” said Cary.
“What?” asked Ben.
“We drank the soda too. Which means I’m going to turn into a satyr and you’re going to turn into a centaur,” replied Cary.
“Oh crap,” said Ben.
“This is all my fault,” whined Aaron as he sat down on the edge of the tub.
“If it’s any consolation, you actually look good as a donkey,” said Cary.
“Thanks,” replied Aaron.