Pleasure Island RP 2 - Dare to be Different
Following the events of https://www.furaffinity.net/view/32967712/.
A couple boys had, by a stroke of brilliance, skipped out on the whole donkey TFing by sleeping in to avoid the bustle and crowd. They awaken to find the park completely devoid of all life, and the park all just for them.
But things don't go as one would expect.
Born2beagator likes telling the same story over and over. I absolutely hate it.
... so, I dared to be different and gave my character a slightly different ending than the norm.
He approved. So much so that he turned down the lewdness so I could post this under general. Good stuff.
A couple boys had, by a stroke of brilliance, skipped out on the whole donkey TFing by sleeping in to avoid the bustle and crowd. They awaken to find the park completely devoid of all life, and the park all just for them.
But things don't go as one would expect.
Born2beagator likes telling the same story over and over. I absolutely hate it.... so, I dared to be different and gave my character a slightly different ending than the norm.
He approved. So much so that he turned down the lewdness so I could post this under general. Good stuff.
Category Story / Transformation
Species Donkey / Mule
Size 116 x 120px
File Size 67.5 kB
Listed in Folders
As usual the great ending for a Pleasure Island story. Everybody got what they deserved.
You make a grim twist that because of incorrect TF many of donkeys Island Master makes are terminally ill.
--- repeat
Drigil
Letting the boat drift, Freddy opened his fall jacket again and pulled his shirt up, and then off. It had gone nearly up to his neck, the bright fur glowing in the moonlight, but still spared his shoulders. It wasn't spreading or moving. His ears weren't growing, his hands weren't hardening into hooves or curling into paws or... whatever rabbits had. ... if that was what he was turning into. Probably. He didn't care and didn't want to care. Quickly, he jammed his shirt back on and buttoned his jacket. As for the tail... he pondered a moment and just let it be, curled around his body so it doesn't fall into the water and get soaked.
In Rob's case, however, the fun had just begin. The back of his pants started to expand in the upper center, pushing and jerking as though a battering ram were trying to smash it's way through.
Sauriel
Letting the boat drift, Freddy opened his fall jacket again and pulled his shirt up, and then off. It had gone nearly up to his neck, the bright fur glowing in the moonlight, but still spared his shoulders. It wasn't spreading or moving. His ears weren't growing, his hands weren't hardening into hooves or curling into paws or... whatever rabbits had. ... if that was what he was turning into. Probably. He didn't care and didn't want to care. Quickly, he jammed his shirt back on and buttoned his jacket. As for the tail... he pondered a moment and just let it be, curled around his body so it doesn't fall into the water and get soaked.
---
--- That would tkae care of the pressure.
take
You make a grim twist that because of incorrect TF many of donkeys Island Master makes are terminally ill.
--- repeat
Drigil
Letting the boat drift, Freddy opened his fall jacket again and pulled his shirt up, and then off. It had gone nearly up to his neck, the bright fur glowing in the moonlight, but still spared his shoulders. It wasn't spreading or moving. His ears weren't growing, his hands weren't hardening into hooves or curling into paws or... whatever rabbits had. ... if that was what he was turning into. Probably. He didn't care and didn't want to care. Quickly, he jammed his shirt back on and buttoned his jacket. As for the tail... he pondered a moment and just let it be, curled around his body so it doesn't fall into the water and get soaked.
In Rob's case, however, the fun had just begin. The back of his pants started to expand in the upper center, pushing and jerking as though a battering ram were trying to smash it's way through.
Sauriel
Letting the boat drift, Freddy opened his fall jacket again and pulled his shirt up, and then off. It had gone nearly up to his neck, the bright fur glowing in the moonlight, but still spared his shoulders. It wasn't spreading or moving. His ears weren't growing, his hands weren't hardening into hooves or curling into paws or... whatever rabbits had. ... if that was what he was turning into. Probably. He didn't care and didn't want to care. Quickly, he jammed his shirt back on and buttoned his jacket. As for the tail... he pondered a moment and just let it be, curled around his body so it doesn't fall into the water and get soaked.
---
--- That would tkae care of the pressure.
take
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