A late evening and all were sound asleep in their bed's, but not their Daddy. Stan was up probing the internet for whatever could turn a man of 54 years horny.
Sex and sensual play had waned quite a bit and things just didn't work as they once did. His manly beauty was also draining with hair loss and muscles weakening.
Then an interesting program of possible delight, a down load which he knew not enough to say no, so he keyed a yes. His computer began to accept the raw data and it's little yellow light flashed and flashed.
Minutes went by as the he sat dumbfounded at what his computer was getting. At long last he was about half asleep when it freed up giving him a note to expect some new sensor equipment in the mail.
Well days went by and nothing came as Stan's hoped dwindled. Then on a Saturday morning came the ringing of his doorbell. The Postal lady had left a Priority Mail box on his doorstep.
Stan opened it like it was Christmas in July. Inside he found two special sensors, some connecting wire and a short instruction how and where to place them.
Delighted, he went to work adding the special equipment to the computer and glad that it being Saturday all else were out doing other things.
"Ah Done!" he said aloud like most older men who talk to themselves.
As the computer warmed up it had a security code needed to open the program called "Chronivac Version 4.0". Quickly Stan searched through the waste paper from the sensor package. At last he saw taped to the bottom of the box a small envelope. Inside he found the code, "Fable/4.0/Entice.org" which he reading, ran to the computer and entered.
####### THIS CODE MUST BE ENTERED EACH TIME THIS PROGRAM IS OPTIONED##
"Good then Martin won't be probing my stuff like normal!" grumbled Stan about his liv'in 28 year old son.
Tap, tap, boink, went his two finger joe typing to open the program.
Inserting base data:
Remove all clothing and stand directly in front the red scanner.
To begin touch "Enter when ready, a 10 second pause will allow suject time to enter the sensor's beam.
As the red light on sensor comes on begin turning slowly allowing full insertion of physical data.
When light turns off hit "Enter" again to retain the physical scan data on your hard drive. This information will be needed at a later time for reprocess or return to normal physical condition.
Stan sat down and read the screen with wild anticapation.
"Alterations Available"
AGE REGRESSION
AGE PROGRESSION
BODY PARTS: APPENDAGES - ORGANS
BODY SIZE: LARGER - SMALLER
EYE COLOR
FEMALE CONTOURS
GENDER
GENUS SPECIES:
HAIR COLOR
HAIR TEXTURE
HAIR LENGTH
HEIGHT
HOOFS SINGULAR CLOVEN
NATIONALITY
MEMORIES OF PRESENT LIFE AND LIFESTYLE
MENTAL AWARENESS
PERCEPTION OF REALITY
RATIONAL THOUGHT PROCESS
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: MALE FEMALE GAY LESBIAN BESTIAL SATYRICAL
WEIGHT HEAVIER LIGHTER SAME
ZOO-A-GRAPHICAL MEMORIES OF ORIGIN
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CONTINUANCE:
TIME ALOTMENT: MINUTES ________ HOURS _______ DAYS ______ WEEKS ____
...............MONTHS _________ YEARS _______ WaRnInG! the last and
...............final is PERMANENT ______ THIS MEANS WHAT IT SAYS, DONE
"THE CHRONIVAC WILL REVERT THE SUBJECT BACK TO ORIGINAL PHYSICAL CONDITIONS IN ONE HOUR IF THE "SAVE" KEY IS NOT PRESSED. HOWEVER ONCE PRESSED THE COMPUTER WILL FUNCTION AS PROGRAMED TO OR TILL ALL REPROCESSING IF COMPLETED."
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Stan sat back in his chair as he wondered how best to test this wonderful wild and wierd program. Closing his eyes he pondered his past.
Then a thought of renewed passion was one thing he wanted most of all. a rub to his crotch reminded him of how lazy his maleness had gotten over these last few years.
Quickly he removed all clothing and typed in SCAN! Standing ready he watched but nothing happened. Then the flashing reminder on his screen to hit enter when ready made him feel just plain stupid.
"ENTER!"
Standing straight and 6'6" tall he turned very slowly letting the sensor find all his properties.
"Scanning Finished" came the note on his screen.
Stan still butt naked sat down at the computer as he overlooked his possible changes he'd like.
1. BODY PARTS: PENIS, TESTICLES, GROIN, SKIN, MUSCLE TONES, EXTRA INCREASED SENSUAL FEELING, INCREASED SEXUAL DRIVES, BODY STRENGTH
STAMINA INCREASED, RETENTION OF ALL HUMAN FACILTIES, COMPLETE MEMORY OF SITUATION AFTERWARDS.
2. GENUS: EQUUS ASINUS (DONKEY)
3. TIMED: TWO HOURS
4. RETENTION OF SPECIFIED CONDITIONED PROGRAM: PRESS "ENTER" (This will permanently rearrange the basic data to include the programed data in approximation.
Stan sat there his mind all a twittle with the moment. Looking down at the key board his index finger floated over the ENTER key. His memories of a pet Donkey named Oscar brought back erotic reminders of how well endowed one could become. Thus he was sitting with found hope of getting a sex drive and the male member of old Oscar.
Click, ENTER, and the computer began to whirl.
Stan stood up pushing the chair back as the emitter's green light came on. The light was very bright as he was covered in it's greenish glow.
Stan began to drag in deep breaths of air. His lungs feeling renewed strength as his muscles too suggested increased strengths. As he stood there Stan closed his eyes drinking in the new and strange sensual feelings.
Then just as suddenly the warm green light shut off and Stan slowly opened his eyes.
"HAWHEE-HAW!" came his coarse braying voice.
A look down proved his sudden and worst fears. A dark brown and hairy chest loomed out to block his vision. Holding up his right arm it too was blanketed in dark brown hair. His arm muscles bugled of bestial strength as he continued to drag in deep breaths.
Quickly he ran to the bathroom and it's full length mirror. The light clicked on he stood with drool stringing from thick Donkey lips attached to a dark hairy human like head and face. A pair of long ears topped the sides of his head. One half turn saw a stubbled mane running down a thicker and much more Donkey like neck.
Now he was getting really scared and his breathing was deep and rapid. Stan gawked into the mirror as his eyes caught sight of one fine big true Donkey's sheath, testicles, and the muscled groin looking every bit as old Oscar once had!
A twist and a look made him feel at ease as no tail was hanging over his stretched out Donkey behind. His hands still hands though thick with muscle and covered too in dark brown hairs felt of the butt he now sported.
Then it hit, a rich scent he'd smelled before but then discarded it as nothing worth his time. Looking down next to the toilet he saw a white bag. Bending down his larger nostrils sniffed in the raw scent coming from the contents. In his mind he knew his dear wife was having a rough time with her period and this was one of those pads.
Another long drag of scent and air made him clench his eyes shut as sensual tingles ran all through his body. Leaning on the sink stand he stretched his legs and feet way back. The filling out of his true Donkey sized cock was beginning and with it some final changes occured.
As the sensual feelings built to a creshendo he let loose a high pitched Donkey's scream of it's sexual pleasure. Shaking his head, neck and body the rattling of his form brought on the final changes making him as he'd wished to be a true to form stud.
Peeking out one eye he looked down but saw only bulged ribs and hairy chest. As he looked up to see into the mirror both eyes popped open in absolute terror.
There standing at the wash basin was one perfect likeness of Oscar when he was about three years old. A mature but very sexy looking male dark brown Donkey stood on hind hoofs, hind legs, having well muscled rump, a tail, "A TAIL!" and stretched out straight and flared was one massive Donkey's cock.
Stan was stunned as his head had changed and with it his entire body save one odd thing, he still had working human hands. A right arm reached back and with some strain took hold of this massive toy of his erotic joy.
Letting it go he reached forward and pumped out some lotion his wife used. Then reaching back he wiped the creamy lotion on his raw male Donkey member. A quick round of stroking began as he breathed deeply and enjoyed this wild bestial moments of pleasure.
Round after building glorious round his Donkey cock spewed out load after load of sticky semen. Stan was thinking himself in Heaven till he heard with his much bigger ears the back door of the house open.
"Dear, Stan I'm home!" called his dear wife Janice.
Looking in the mirror only terror looked back. A swift kick of a hind left slammed the bathroom door shut. Turning round he strained his thick lips to turn the bolt lock and give him safety from her very moral view.
Reaching the other way Stan turned on the bath tub making the slashing water cover sounds of clomping hoofs.
"When your done taking a bath let me know, we're to be at the Simmon's house for an early diner at six!" called in Janice.
Stan had no clock but knew it was late afternoon. He had two hours before the machine would replay his base data. Stan wondered if he needed to be in front of the emitter to be human again or whether he'd just begin to change?
Two more knocks by his dear wife at the door signaled her anxious desire to get ready. As lips turned the lock Stan worked the nob and peered down the hall.
"Nobody in sight!"
Quickly he tossed the door open and rushed across the hall to his computer room. Turning he closed the door and oggled as best a Donkey could the computer screen.
A clock was ticking down in the upper left hand corner of the screen. A twist of his neck proved to offer a wanted thrill. Two minutes were left!
Stan stood at the computer desk, his hairy hands on the top and his hind legs stretched way back once again. The odd desires now mixed with human fears and a passion to be normal once again. Even as he stood there his monster Donkey cock strained out erect as sin.
Slowly his rear quarter began humping action which just as quickly made the donkey mind urge on a last round of musterbation. A beep from the computer signalled the end of it's predestined time limit.
A wash in green light Stan felt the loss of his new found strength and bold Donkey feelings. A short deep breath ended his sexual romp as he looked down to se his ole' self once again.
"STAN, WHAT A MESS THIS BATHROOM IS!" screamed Janice.
Sudden new fear hit his thoughts as he remembered the possible gallons of Donkey semen which spewed and splattered about the sink and mirror.
A quick grab of his pants and he went into the bathroom. A easy push of the wife out the door he was full of "Sorry, sorry, sorry!"
A towel was soon dripping in sticky semen as he rolled it up stuffing it into the wash hamper. A quick splattering of aftershave made the scent of the room a lot less barnish.
Stan returned to his computer and pushing the cursor over to File, he saved the first of many fun times to come.