"No way! Not another simple minded freak wanting to be a dumb Ass Donkey!" grumbled the girl as she put her hands to her hips and gave you an ugly look.
"You asked, my one and only animal I've ever raised was a Donkey, so what?" you ask.
"Look sweety if you wanted to be a good Jackass then go to the Donkey Boy Bar and enjoy some Donkey punch! This place is for real males wishing for a wild night with the female of their choice'and fantasy!" argues the girl while you begin to sweat.
"Is there any other choices?" you ask in a silly sound feeble voice.
"Well maybe?" she replies.
Quickly the turns around and leaves the room. As fast as she left another lady walks in looking blacker than the ace of spades. She steps over to the bed and without a word her nimble fingers remove your clothes, shoes, and places a plastic mat on the bed.
One good shove and your laying flat out on the mat as the lady jumps onto your back. A turn of your head finds a steel bit being shoved in your mouth as straps cench tight around face and head.
"Wa,wa,want's hiss ahout?" you strain to ask with the bit and straps making words all but impossible.
Slop and splat goes an oily liquid over head, face, shoulders, back, butt, and legs. Those nimble hands grab and roll you up to face her black beauty as the slime is spread in your face.
No words spoken as the first girl arrives with what looks like a battery and two electrodes. One clip is attached in painful manner to your every erect penis, as the other is attached to your nose.
A quick smile from first girl to black lady gives sight to the flick of a switch. One big jolt hits as nose burns and penis grows huge. Suddenly pain and lust makes you black out.
"Wakie wakie!" says a strange and very rural Austie' type of voice.
One eye comes open and then the other as you oggle the face on some hayseed of a man from down under. Feelings and odd memories come to rack a warped mind. A scrable to get up is quickly making the surroundings all too memorable.
As you stand looking about the realization of your new status comes to a clear understanding. A heavy wooden yoke is laid over your strange shoulders as a ugly and smelly Ox is led up beside you. A casual look back bring the truth to bare, you are an Ox too!
Sudden memories of dusty trails and sweating like some beast lets you know your place. Flies land and lick you butt clean as some dance about over you hairy male sheath. A thick slurping tongue wipes clean the dripping nostrils as the straps of harness tighten.
The funny thin man walks up ans leans over to whisper in your flopping ear. "Should have been a good Ole' Boy and not angered those ladies! A horse, a goat, a bull, a dog, or whatever but offer them the choice and I get you for years to come, a fine big Ox!"