Pillow 35 - The big D

(Woman into donkey - TG)*

Nobody would ever expect Dee Davis to be doing something outrageous.

Nor interesting.

And much less in public.

The perfect petite white girl, a daddy’s girl, a teacher’s pet for life and a nerdy looking loner. She had a soft chin, round piggy nose and round cheeks that made her look younger than her twenty-five years. With wide ears, big green eyes behind her big glasses, fuzzy eyebrows, long brownish hair, a modest bust that would make any partner she got happy if she ever cared to find one.

Dee wasn’t an unpleasant woman, but she had never become popular or had friends, her workaholic nature kept everybody at arm’s length. Boring both in looks and manners and terrible at socialising, she excelled at one thing: Studying. She studied her ass off harder than anybody else and at least in that regard she had no rivals.

For the first quarter of her life that’s all she did.

If there was something Dee dreaded it was to disappoint, disappoint her parents, disappoint her teachers, disappoint the world. It was a constant turmoil at the bottom of her heart, but she ignored it, swallowed her unhappiness and did what was expected from her.

Be perfect.

She found great success at that, maybe no fun or pleasure, but not a single failed task or activity in her record, all the way to her last challenge, the law degree. She got her title with every class aced and the highest honours. She was finally truly free to do whatever she wanted.

To be whatever she wanted.

An idea that was enough to fill her tummy with butterflies…

It was the graduation ceremony.

A sunny morning on the grass lawn behind the college’s main building. Several rows with dozens of chairs, a crowd of well above a hundred people, split between relatives, teachers and students, most of them wanting the whole ordeal to be over with already! The students were wearing the traditional black gowns and matching square hats used for such events, something that was quite uncomfortable in the hot sun. Dee wasn’t any exception to that rule, she was wearing her ceremonial robes when the headmistress called her up to the stage in front of the seats. Being the best student in her grade it was her duty to make the opening speech.

The young woman nodded to her parents and left her seat, walking the grassy corridor left between the middle of the rows of chairs, feeling more uneasy with every step.

Her brain felt clogged, not because she was particularly nervous, or due to the combination of heat and dark clothes.

Dee’s unease was due to something else.

Something that she had held for long and couldn’t wait to liberate any longer.

Smiling, she reached the stage, grabbed her diploma, shared a handshake with the principal, and moved in front of the podium and mic.

Nobody would ever expect Dee Davis to be doing something outrageous.

Nor interesting.

And much less so in public.

The audience’s expectations were for five minutes of boredom and platitudes from the most boring woman on the planet. Their suspicions seemed correct at first, until Dee, for the first and perhaps last time in her existence, proved that any guesses about her persona had always been wrong.

She cleared her throat and waved to the public.

“Hi, everybody, it’s me, Dee Davis. I know I’ve been a good acquaintance with most of you… I swear I would have gone to any of the after grad parties… if someone had invited me… but hey, at least it’s finally over!” every subsequent word only made it more awkward. “M-My mom wanted me to be a musician, dad a doctor like him, so they split the difference and that’s how I ended up studying law… truth is…” Dee swallowed, squeezed the diploma against her chest, she could hear her heartbeat, her anus clench. “The truth is… I want nothing but to be a big stupid jackass breeding jennets for the rest of my days!”

The mic let out one of those loud high pitched whistles immediately after Dee confessed her desire. Shock and awe crossed the public like a wave as the crowd realised what she had just said. The confession left Dee shivering, she was holding herself against the podium so as not to drop onto her trembling knees.

Blushing vividly.

Her vision was blurry.

“Did I just say that…?” The mic enhanced her uncertain muttering.

Yet…

As shameful and humiliating as it was to do it in public…

It didn’t feel wrong at all.

But rather the contrary, it felt pleasurable, exhilarating, she was… horny? She didn’t recall being horny ever before, she hadn't even masturbated once, but this, just the idea of being a virile ass, turned her on completely.

She couldn’t deny it.

And it made her rear grow one inch bigger.

“But, well… it’s the truth,” she proclaimed, continuing her deranged speech. “The honest truth! I want to be a male breeding donkey!” a nervous giggle, she wished her parents weren’t sitting at the back so she could see their expressions. “Isn’t that great? I did all the meaningless study, I have my worthless law degree, now can I please be a jack?" Her words slowed and she frowned, annoyed, as she frowned, her eyebrows connected forming a singular line, making her look about as smart as what she wanted to become. “No!” she slammed her fist down on the podium. “I’m not asking: I want to be a jackass and I’m going to be one! I deserve it!”

Her ears itched.

Another inch on her rear.

“I wanna be a donkey! I wanna be a mule! An ass!” Dee slammed the podium in time with every pause she took to breathe. “I! WANNA! BE! A! JACKASS!”

She had already accomplished acting like one in public, so everything else she desired couldn’t be that hard…

The end of her spine vibrated.

Behind her, the teachers on the stage were mumbling amongst themselves, planning to take the mic away from the girl, violating freedom of speech by putting an end to her pro-jackass rant.

But then something even more amazing happened, stopping their devious scheme in it’s tracks..

Dee continued yelling and smashing at the podium with her fist, until…

“I wanna! I WANNA! I WANNA! I WANHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!”

Braying arrived with her words to stay.

As she brayed into the mic leaning forward, proudly and loudly, her teeth became blocky and large and her ears flopped out of her hair, long donkey ears covered in brown fur. On her backside, her pants, unable to hold the pressure, slid down, there was a rip and the long jackass tail that was now attached to her spine came out from beneath the dark graduation robe. The tail, which was covered in brown fur too, whipped the air powerfully from one side to the other.

Dee’s cotton panties were tangled in the black tuft of hair at the end of the tail. On one of the swings the torn underwear was sent flying, the moist warm cloth hit the principal, who was approaching from behind with a sneaky intention, right in the middle of the face, knocking her down.

The agitation of the crowd now reached its maximum.

Dee stopped a moment, salivating, breathing heavily, her nostrils growing bigger. Her glasses were crooked now. She touched her ears and rubbed their long length up and down, pressing her fingers against the fur. She grabbed her tail and pulled and felt the pull on her spine.

Was it real?

Or was she suffering some sort of hallucination - a product of her obvious nervous breakdown?

For her the answer was clear, she grabbed the mic.

“HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!”

She was transforming.

She was changing.

In clear view of everybody.

And she couldn’t be more happy.

When her ears rose her graduation hat ended on the floor. Her jawline ruined as her face bumped forward into a half-muzzle. Her skin itching, her muscles throbbing. Dee stepped back, lifted her robe with one hand and lowered her pants with the other.

Her feet slid out of her shoes as her toes curled.

Her needy virginal pussy and shaved crotch were exposed to the mesmerised crowd.

“Look…! LOOOOOOOOOOOK!” she shouts, spreading her legs.

Brown fur sprouts covering her crotch, her belly swelled and then her penis began to form. The crowd gasped in unison when the woman’s clit twisted over itself and elongated, thick and round, not human. She put the diploma in the mouth, bit, tore and spat out the paper, turning it into pieces while her dick was born fully erect.

“HEEEEEEEEEEEEE HOOOOOOOOW! Daddhaaaaaaaaaaaw! Daddy! Did you preferred HAAAAAAAAW son? MMMmmmMMH! HAWWWWWW! AM BIGGER THAN ANY MAN! AM BIGGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHST! HAAAAAAW! HAAAAAAAAAAAAW!”

Dee wasn’t wrong, he wasn’t just larger than any man, but more than many donkeys and even some horses. A lengthy tube of thick hot meat, long enough to reach his barreling chest, and, of course a macho dark ballsack dropped and hung behind the phallus, forever sealing away any trace of womanhood that remained.

A gigantic donkey cock hung between his legs.

Exhilarated he slapped his hairy expanding ass with his tail. The principal was still on the floor with the panties covering half her face, her eyes widened as she saw the big anus under the air whipping appendage.

Without any time to feel shame and while being very well aware that his fingers were an ephemeral privilege, Dee grabbed his penis with both hands and began to pump the erection, braying to his heart's content. As he masturbates his body broadens in all directions, limbs gain in length, his neck widens, brown fur covers everything. With every move, every pumping, more of the remaining clothes ripped and fell, so did his hair, falling off as his equine skull finished forming.

“HUUUUUUUUUUUUU! HEEEEEEEEEEEE! HEEEEEEEE HAW! HEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAW! Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuum! Youuuuuh whaaaawnteeeee grandkuuuuuuuuds?! HAAAAAAW WILL FATHEEEEEE A HUNDREEEEEEH FOALS!”

The tip of his dick releases a blast of spunk, it isn’t enough to appease the raging erection, but Dee can’t masturbate any longer, no matter how much he wants to. With a groan of discomfort he’s forced to raise his hands as his fingers contort, his spine cracks.

Gravity does the rest.

Dee dropped heavily down onto four sturdy hooves.

“HEEEEEEEEEEEE HAW HAW!”

No sane individual could ever again mistake him for a dorky lonely young woman.

The rapid final growth burst tears any remaining cloth on his body, his penis, still maddeningly hard, rubs against his furry belly. In an act of frustration the male beast kicks with his back legs, destroying the podium. Despite the lack of a mic the deep brutish inhuman babble coming out of the donkey's muzzle could be heard far and wide.

“HEADMUSSSTRESSS MUNERVHAAAAAAAAAAW! PLUSH TURN JEEEENNYYYY SO MEEEEE CAN FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!”

The Principal witnessed as the donkey’s green eyes changed, pupils morphing from circles to lines, before crawling away shaking her head, pale and terrified.

“DEEEEEEEEEH WANNA FUCK! DEEEEEEE FUUUUUUH! HEEEEEEEE! HEEEEEEEE! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAW! HEEEEEEEE HOOOOOOOOOUW! HEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAW!”

Dee kicked and jumped a few more times, then stood perfectly on all fours, tensing his body. He clenched eyelids and teeth, lowered his ears, stretched his tail.

“HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII…!”

His penis shook violently and he finally achieved the bliss of male orgasm, his balls twitched, he cums on the stage unloading a full charge of donkey sperm.

His leaking penis slowly arches, going flaccid, retreating inside its shaft.

He shakes his head, swings his tail, opens his eyes, looks around.

A humble bray.

“Hee haaaaw…”

Silence from the crowd.

A brown jackass with a pair of glasses hanging from one of his ears stands on the podium, what Dee always wanted to be and perhaps always was. The beast snorts, picks up a piece of cum stained paper that was once a diploma and walks down the stage unhurriedly, happily clopping his way back to his seat.

Dee’s ultimate fate wasn’t at a law firm, but at a farm school where he did indeed father many foals helping to show and teach the quirks and intrinsical minutiae involved in equine breeding to future veterinarians and farmers, something at which he excelled even more than he had excelled at studying.

But before that, a daring group of jocks managed to sneak the jackass into one of their frat parties and that graduation party was remembered by history for being as epic as the graduation ceremony had been…