Frank sat down into a heavy chair as more and more of his human self returned. "This was terrible, I was horrified, and all at the same time felt a wierd kind of pleasure as I was changing. Yes, yes, Stan I can see now why some who come here and end up living as animals find joy! There is a sensual joy about becoming an animal, like being a free spirit!" told Frank with a smile on his human face.
Stan listened and then looked back to the Lady who was now mostly changed to represent the donkey Frank was supposed to be. The three sat there for more than two hour till the Lady, now Jenny Donkey began to nibble a flowers and plants placed about the royal room.
Frank sat still naked in his chair unmoving as he was presented with a choice of his own. "Stan, Stan look, she's a Donkey, I'm almost human but to tell you true I envy her a little." said Frank as his hands rub a still hairy crotch.
"You best forget it, if what I read here in this notebook is true. Say's here that once a subject is enhanced by the serum he or she will have flashbacks of animal desires and passions. If the subject employ's the sexual urge to be and enjoy the sexual desire, then He or she will have times of animal reformation, or human panic. Once the panic sets in the subject can not refrain from sexual acts and will by their own actions cause serum reformation process. In other words ole' buddy you play with yourself, or have sex with human or animal and the serum starts your changes again!" explained Stan as Frank listened and started to fumble with his crotch all the more.
"Erg!" Frank made a noise as his hands flew away from where they were.
Stan stared as Frank groaned as a jenny Donkey plodded over to look and lick. Frank's still hairy dark skinned crotch started to move under his fingers. A moan and then another issued from Frank as the hairy sheath began to issue forth the jellylike head of a soft but stiffening male Donkey's cock.
The Jenny Donkey feeling only her deep passions gave a frriendly and sensous lick to the growing organ.
"NO!" moaned Frank as he watched the thing grow ever faster with the Jenny's touching.
Out and up, bigger and longer, the flatened head of the Donkey cock loomed closer to Frank's face with each passing moment.
"Oh Stan, Stan I...I...love it! I LOVE IT! OH Stan how I lovee this feeling! Stan, STAN, I feel the thing as if it were my very own self. OH, OH, Oh Stan I'm getting a passioned urge to jock off, oowee, I...sniff, sniff I'm getting a driven desire to stand up and walk around her, and just fuck her and me silly!" Told Frank of his sudden passions.
"Fight it!' pleaded Stan.
Frank jumped to his feet and stood with his now very erect cock swaying about in the air. The Jenny also was starring and again gave an affectionate lick to the flat end of Frank's cock.
"Think Frank think of what might happen, Frank!" called Stan for his buddy to reason and think like a man.
Frank's eyes closed tight as if he was trying to think. Stan stepped back a step and stood saying softly, "Think, Frank, Think!" Then Frank lifted his arms up and out straight in front of him. His legs began to move like he was running in place at the Hish School Gym class. The cock then swaying wildly from side to side slapped his thighs.
"OH, Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh STAN!"
Suddenly Frank's eyes went wide open and he looked as if racked in terrible pain.
"Frank!" called Stan to his friend.
Frank began to breathe heavy big droughts of air. At each breathing in his chest expanded as hair and the darkened hide spread again up his torso and down the reformed human legs.
Stan looked about the room, there near a end table was a bucket once filled with ice, was now cold water. A bottle of Pleasure Island wine stood on the table wth two glasses, no doubt to help the Lady console her victims. Stan picked up the bucket and stepped close to his agitated friend.
SPLASH, went the icy water down over Frank's Donkey ears, head and chest.
A "Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" scream came from Frank s his hard Donkey cock withered and with it the passion.