Every time we work out, one of us turns into a donkey for a day. It’s always random, and there
Every time we work out, one of us turns into a donkey for a day. It’s always random, and there’s no way to know which one will transform until we’ve started. And by then it’s too late to stop.“Dude, looks like it’s you today,” said Michael.I looked down and saw that my feet had become hooves. I raised one up. “Oh fuuuHEEAWW!” I brayed. Fur was growing up my legs, and I felt my cock throb as it grew. “Get naked, dude, before you rip your clothes again,” Chris said. He yanked down my pants, exposing me.“HAWWWW!” I brayed helplessly. The change was speeding up, and I could feel my tail lashing back and forth over my furry ass. “HEEAWW!”“Yeah, yeah,” Michael said, turning back to lift some more weights. “Calm down, donkey. We’re gonna finish our workout, and then once you’re stuck on all fours, we’re gonna ride you home.” Get more stories of transformation, power, and control: https://amzn.to/2zuzn1M -- source link
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