Suddenly, your head cleared. You feel incredibly strange...wrong. Running to a nearby mirror you scream when you see your reflection. Your ears were gone. In their place were foot long, gray furred things that twitched this way and that with every sound. You've seen ears like that before, but not on a human. Those ears belonged on a donkey. Seeing something behind you in the mirror, you whirl around and look back. Growing out of a frayed hole in your jeans was a gray furred tail with a black tassel of smooth hair at the end. Finally you see your feet. Or what used to be your feet. Your legs ended in black hooves, and gray hair traveled about a foot up from the keratin. There was no doubt about it, you were turning into a donkey! Looking over, you see Johnny in the same condition, a stupid grin on his face.
"Johnny!!! We have to get out of here! We are turning into donkeys!" You cry.
"No not." Johnny answered dumbly.
"Yes, we are! Look at me! Look at YOU! We have a tail for crying out loud!" You say desperately. Although you are starting to feel something in your mind, a strange euphoria creeping in.
"We don't have tail." Johnny said matter of factly.
"What if our parents saw us now?" You cry.
"Don't care. Fun!" Johnny replies. "Have fun with me! Don't need shoes!" He adds, waving a hoof.
All at once, the feeling grows strong. Your panicked stare slowly morphs into a dumb grin, and suddenly, you don't feel like talking in a complex sentence. "Right! Fun!" As if correcting your resistance, you feel the pressure welling up in you again. "Hawwww-hee-haw-hee-haw!!!!" That bray felt incredibly realistic, and...right. It came out so smooth. You have fun braying for a solid minute, and when you finish, you laugh at your earlier thoughts. Who cares what you parents would think? This much fun can't be bad. "Johawwwwwny. Beehawwwww! Then fun!"