Who could ever tell the mental state of those first few minutes or even the hours as Mike stood on all fours. His day ruined and with it his entire life. Even if by some wild chance of luck that his humanity could be returned to him, just the memory of this was sure to make him mad.
Thoughts mixing with instincts, sensual feelings making urges, standing naked to the world but covered in a layer of coarse hair he blinks and tries to think.
The young lady doen't help his thought process as she comes over and tossles his mane. Her hands soon smooth down his long back and wind up fondling his sheath. As the old Shopkeeper is busy calling on the phone and making the sale of Mike to the Park, the girl softy blows across Mike's sheath.
Sudden feelings make rational thought evaporate. As Mike's body soaks in sensual feelings his maleness in under sensual attack. As her light breeze blows the feeler hair about his balls and sheath the male organ begins to poke out it's dark home.
The girl tossles the half erect flat end of his maleness. Mike's head jumps up with the very feeling of her touch. Quickly now the organ fills and hangs out narrow yet long. Blowing again, she takes her hands to carress the length. Mike's mind is in a spin as feelings of his Donkey body suggest urges which quickly bring on instinctive desires.
Personal pleasure is suddenly the rule of this moment. Mike's erect organ fills solid and stretches out a normal 22 inches long. As he begins to huff and puff in and out great breathes of air the end of his cock flares out wide yet half pointed to it's end.
"Now!" thinks the girl as she's got Mike as riled up as she could without offering him her body to enter.
Mike's cock strains in it's length and size for some type of final release. A guiding hand lefts his cock to touch the furry round belly which Mike now sports. Then taking her hand away she lets tto weight of his organ swing the cock down. Again and again she makes the motion as the Donkey above registers the act in his brain.
In just a few minutes of guiding hands Mike's masterbating in true Donkey style. As the cock is taunted up and bumps the furry hairs both belly and cock send delighted feeling to the weak Donkey brain.
The girl quickly wraps a clear plastic bag of the cock end as cum white and clear spurt and then globs of semen spew out sticking to the sides of the bag. As Mike hup's his rump and shoots his load the bag catches every drop and chucnk.
"He's done Sir, I caught every drop!" called the girl to the Shopkeeper.
Putting down the phone he walked over and smiled at the bag nearly full of Mike's semen.
"Look's like he drained himself well! Put the bag with a blue tag in the freezer just in case we are asked at some time to return him to his former self. Write his name, date of birth, and today's date on the tag." told the Old Man.
Quickly the girl looks over Mike's wallet and finding his drivers license she writes down his birth date and full name. Then into the freezer goes his humanity and looking at the two people stands an empassioned male Donkey named Mike.
A halter swung over his head he struggles inside to think as a human. A tug on the rein and an willing donkey walks off to the barn. Out the shop's rear door and down the dusty alley walks this wondering and taunted human mind in a beastial body.
At last after crossing several streets Mike oggles the sign hung above the two huge doors to a rank smelling barn.
############# Jeb Flycather's Stable ##############################
A sniff and his donkey nose tells of animals in fear, lust, and heat all mixed with manure, urine, and sweat, this is now his home!