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jackpot TF via witches ideas for October
8 years ago
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Halloween is approaching so here are some quick sketches of some of my favorite ideas for how I became a donkey, that involve witches.
• As I was walking along a neighborhood path after a rain shower I came upon a witch standing where the grass ended. She was annoyed because she needed to get home but didn't want her white shoes to get muddy. I told her that I would offer my coat but it would only cover a couple of steps. This further irritated her and she demanded to have it. After receiving it she pulled out a wand and transmogrified me into a braying farm animal, placed my coat on my back and rode me home. While dismounting she dropped the wand by my right rear hoof, and in shifting I immediately stepped on it and crushed it. In an angry voice she called me a dumb ass because by breaking the wand I made my donkefication permanent. She slammed the door and not knowing what to do I just stood around. I never saw her again but other witches came across me and now I pull a plow for them. They must know by the front of my lips, my eyes and the skin on my ass that I was, and in small part I still am, human. They talk to me like I understand. Maybe they were even told by the first witch but they just treat me like a donkey.
• A witch always wanted to know what it was like to be a magician and have an audience. She decided to do a show just once to satisfy her curiosity and desire. I attended, and when she asked for a volunteer she spotted me trying not to be seen and picked me. When I got onstage she turned me into the barnyard beast I remain today. For that whole show I was the butt of her jokes. When they left, her laughter and that of those who were watching faded, as they turned their conversation to other things and I frantically brayed and stomped. At night I cry myself to sleep just inside the woods. At least I'm able to find grasses to eat at the edge of town. I'm afraid to wander off in nature but afraid to be seen by people. I don't know what they might do and I can't read anymore, or understand if they talk too fast.
• I was in love with a princess but didn't have the status to be in her presence. Except that is on her upcoming birthday, when everyone could give her presents. While I was away the rest of the town bought her a new carriage for the occasion. I couldn't afford to buy anything to pull it, so I gave the little I owned to a witch. I had her turn me into a donkey and tie a card I made to my tail, and I gave myself to my crush as a gift. Now I get to see her as she gets in and out of her seat, and I feel honored to work for her. However she never gives me a pat or pet or even a word of praise in passing. Someday, I hope, upon reflection she might be so impressed with my devotion and sacrifice that she develops feelings for me over time. As things are she turns her nose up and averts her gaze.
• When I tried to ask out a witch I became so awkward and bashful that I couldn't speak and I tripped over myself. Being in close proximity to her powers the intensity of my state of mind forced my body to change to match, and I turned into a jackass. She keeps me in a barn and cares for most of my needs because she worries what would happen to me otherwise. She feels deeply sorry for me but remains a little freaked out too. As much as anything what I feel is guilt.
• Driving in the country miles from anywhere my car ran out of gas. Walking with my gas can I came across a tiny one room farmhouse. The lonely girl living there turned out to be a witch. She didn't want me to leave so thinking fast she said a spell to transform me into an appropriate pet. When she saw me as a jackass she couldn't stop laughing. Chuckling all the time she still can't get over how funny I am to her. She keeps me inside, lies on her bed and watches TV with me, and talks to me though I can't talk back. We try to play board games but I'm so clumsy it never works. She says that through magic, the more I'm frustrated from my attraction to her, the more powerful she becomes as a witch.
• As I was walking along a neighborhood path after a rain shower I came upon a witch standing where the grass ended. She was annoyed because she needed to get home but didn't want her white shoes to get muddy. I told her that I would offer my coat but it would only cover a couple of steps. This further irritated her and she demanded to have it. After receiving it she pulled out a wand and transmogrified me into a braying farm animal, placed my coat on my back and rode me home. While dismounting she dropped the wand by my right rear hoof, and in shifting I immediately stepped on it and crushed it. In an angry voice she called me a dumb ass because by breaking the wand I made my donkefication permanent. She slammed the door and not knowing what to do I just stood around. I never saw her again but other witches came across me and now I pull a plow for them. They must know by the front of my lips, my eyes and the skin on my ass that I was, and in small part I still am, human. They talk to me like I understand. Maybe they were even told by the first witch but they just treat me like a donkey.
• A witch always wanted to know what it was like to be a magician and have an audience. She decided to do a show just once to satisfy her curiosity and desire. I attended, and when she asked for a volunteer she spotted me trying not to be seen and picked me. When I got onstage she turned me into the barnyard beast I remain today. For that whole show I was the butt of her jokes. When they left, her laughter and that of those who were watching faded, as they turned their conversation to other things and I frantically brayed and stomped. At night I cry myself to sleep just inside the woods. At least I'm able to find grasses to eat at the edge of town. I'm afraid to wander off in nature but afraid to be seen by people. I don't know what they might do and I can't read anymore, or understand if they talk too fast.
• I was in love with a princess but didn't have the status to be in her presence. Except that is on her upcoming birthday, when everyone could give her presents. While I was away the rest of the town bought her a new carriage for the occasion. I couldn't afford to buy anything to pull it, so I gave the little I owned to a witch. I had her turn me into a donkey and tie a card I made to my tail, and I gave myself to my crush as a gift. Now I get to see her as she gets in and out of her seat, and I feel honored to work for her. However she never gives me a pat or pet or even a word of praise in passing. Someday, I hope, upon reflection she might be so impressed with my devotion and sacrifice that she develops feelings for me over time. As things are she turns her nose up and averts her gaze.
• When I tried to ask out a witch I became so awkward and bashful that I couldn't speak and I tripped over myself. Being in close proximity to her powers the intensity of my state of mind forced my body to change to match, and I turned into a jackass. She keeps me in a barn and cares for most of my needs because she worries what would happen to me otherwise. She feels deeply sorry for me but remains a little freaked out too. As much as anything what I feel is guilt.
• Driving in the country miles from anywhere my car ran out of gas. Walking with my gas can I came across a tiny one room farmhouse. The lonely girl living there turned out to be a witch. She didn't want me to leave so thinking fast she said a spell to transform me into an appropriate pet. When she saw me as a jackass she couldn't stop laughing. Chuckling all the time she still can't get over how funny I am to her. She keeps me inside, lies on her bed and watches TV with me, and talks to me though I can't talk back. We try to play board games but I'm so clumsy it never works. She says that through magic, the more I'm frustrated from my attraction to her, the more powerful she becomes as a witch.
