You feel Jung squirming next to you as you try to stay hidden. “Hey keep it down or they’ll here us!” You whisper to him.
“I can’t help it, this latex has me so horny. I can’t help thinking how much of a donkey this guy is,” Jung whispers back.
You realize you’ve been thinking the same thing, your red latex hand slowly squeaking against your hard rubber cock. You shift a bit in the trash so you can try and get a better look at the guy but he hears you and turns, his large donkey ears swiveling atop his head. For the first time the guy spots your hands and looks puzzled.
"So anyway, my name’s Leon. Hey, what’s the deal with your hands anyway? You don’t look like donkeys so you must have caught something else back there." He asks.
"Yeah." You shift a little in the garbage causing some glass bottles to clink. The sound doesn’t appear to be noticed so you relax a little.
"Jung here,” you say pointing at the other, “and I, we were in the um... well there were supposed to be some hookers. We got a condom and then... well it coated us like it was supposed to, only more, and then more, and I think that underneath this we aren’t really normal anymore," you finish your brief story and hold your hand showing him. You don’t have fingerprints or those little lines on top of your knuckles. Just smooth red latex coating your hands. You lift off your shirt and show him your shiny red chest and arms. "It actually feels... kinda good." you say pressing a hand to your chest and rubbing it absent mindedly. It does feel good, smooth and cool and soft and you feel your rubber dick throb a bit.
“Well it probably beats being turned into an animal. I couldn’t even fit into my clothes anymore to try and cover it up.” Leon said moving to the side a bit.
Finally you could see him fully and you feel yourself gasp. While only his ears had grown up top, from the waist down he is completely changed into a donkey. His legs are covered with course grey fur and end in shiny black hooves and fuzzy rope-like tail as lazily flicking about behind his ass. Most startling was the heavy set of balls held in a leathery sack and a grey fuzzy sheath in his crotch. The guy was half hard already and a large equine cock was slowly lengthening as they talked. It had to be at least three inches around and a foot and a half long. The skin on his prick was dark black where it emerged from his sheath but slowly faded to deep red by the time it got to the tip. The tip itself wasn’t pointed but was wide and flat instead. In all he looked like some sort of donkey satyr.
“And this isn’t as bad as some of the others.” Leon said stroking his large phallus lightly. “I managed to get away before it completely took hold but some of my buds had completely changed in to animals. My best friend Ted was just a braying donkey when I left him and few of the other guys changed into everything from lions to tigers and wolves.”
“Dude that’s weird, why did they turn into different animals?” Jung asked. You notice he had taken off his shirt too showing of his smooth blue chest.
“I think it just depended on which collar you picked,” Leon said. He turned to his side and dug through the trash a bit and pulled out a large canvas sack. He held it out and opened it for you to look in. Inside were dozens of collars of all types. There were lots of different colors of leather and some with different types of metal studs on them. Some were hard rubber while others were cloth or fabric.
“And each one can turn a guy into a different animal?” you ask while your mind comes up with lots of possibilities.
Jung leans over and whispers in your ear again, “Hey dude, I’d like to see what happens if…”