"I told you not to get all impassioned or the animal might come back!" said Stan to his quivering friend.
Frank just gave a knod and stood watching himself regain a little morn humanity as his Donkey cock receeded into it's dark sheathed home.
The sound of men talking took their attention as both jumped behid the tall drapes which covered the French door leading to the balcony.
"Hey there's the Donkey, grab him and I'll slip the halter over his head." said one man to the other.
The Donkey stood calm as could be and simply watched as the halter of obediance slipped into place.
"Oops, Phil this ain't a Jack, it's a Jenny! You don't suppose the fella got away and this is really Rocksan?" asked the one man.
"It's possible, yet I saw her have the guy strung up and naked ready for the application to begin. If he got any of the stuff on him the passion fight within him will ultimately win out and we will have a very human minded plus stubborn Jack to deal with!" told the more experianced wrangler.
The two walked Rocksan out the stateroom and down the corridor to her new friends and final home.
Frank and Stan stepped out from their hiding place. Stan helped FRank get dressed again making every effort not to touch as part which was still Donkey, less it bring on another passion.
"Lesson 1, don't play with myself or expect to become a Donkey! Now I have Lesson 2, keep the thought of sex way back there somewhere or plan to become a Donkey!" said Frank as he shivered again when his jockey shorts tugged up over Jackass jock.
"Lesson #3!" said Stan. "Don't touch or play with any Donkey or that cursed' cock will rule you life!"
"You got that right, I have a burning feeling to rip off these clothes and run down to the ship's hold and join that growing herd!" said Frank with a quiver in his voice.
At last Frank was dressed yet feeling the pangs coming from his almost full change to Jackass. The sounds coming from above denoted the Ferry's docking at the Island Park.
The two mingled with the crowd as Security and two wranglers tried their best to check for one missing person.
Stan turned to look back at the Ferryboat as the two walked with the spreading crowd into the main street of exibits. A sign showing the placement of rides and exibits showed their path to the place he hoped' to find Rachel.
Frank was looking pretty rough as he walked with his friend. Stan would occasionally look at him to see if anything outward was again changing. A concession booth filled with tall stovepipe foam hats offered Stan and idea. A quick five and Frank's head was adorned' with a bright blue wide brimmed hat.
"What's this for?" asked Frank.
"Insurance, in case you get enthralled and those ears pop up long and hairy!" replied Stan with a little grin.
The walk down the midway was eye opening to say the least. Bars, and brothels, exibits and waystation corrals, Coach stops for the eight donkey drawn coaches with red coated men and long black whips, this place was a place to be feared.
It was Stan that spotted the sign, "Go Someplace Special" as they walked quickly toward the objective. Then Frank stopped suddenly and pointed to a small booth off on the right, "Finder's" it said on the sign.
Walking over to the booth the two met with a pretty young girl dressed in a flowing toga.
"Good day young Sirs!" she greeted the two youths.
"Yes we are wondering....?'" Stan started to ask.
"Yes, I know what you want, what was the name and possible date of entrance to the Park?" she asked so very nicely.
"Rachel, Rachel Winslow! She came here on a September two years back!" told Stan choking back a sob.
"Win..slow, yes here Rachel Winslow, Oooooo, she's not here but was transferred to Madame' Illusia for use in her magic show. Oh I see here her boyfriend was transferred also, but he is back on the mainland. Yes he was sent to the P.I.A.P. sheep and goat breeding farm, must be some kind'a stud!" offered the girl.
Frank stood quietly by but was sniffing the air for scents.
"What?" asked Stan.
"I...I smell a female in heat!" said Frank just as blunt as could be.
The girl in the booth giggled and then standing up she hoisted her toga to present the two youths with her most pretty hind quarters of a sleek Gazelle. "It's me if either of you are endowed enough to fulfill the building lust and needs within my body!"
Stan turned quickly to Frank and pushed him away from the booth. "Stay safe and stay here!" said Stan before he went back into the booth for the address where Rachel might be found.
Grabbing the paper and offering a quick, "Thanks a lot!" Stan hussled outside before she might alure him to....... well you know.
Looking for the right street it took and hour's walk down the midway to find Madame' Illusia House of Magic.