6

Johnny could not believe that fucking fat ass managed to roll a six. The guy's face was smug, he knew what a six meant. It meant that now Johnny was going to have to draw one of those fucking cards.

Johnny didn't want to, but he couldn't stop his hand from reaching forward and grabbing the top danger card which he then read aloud. "''Animal: Donkey: You may have already been a Jackass, but now you can say you’re a true Jackass.''"

Johnny couldn't believe he was going to become a fucking stupid Donkey. It wouldn't be as bad as being someone's dick or being a butt plug, but it still was bad.

His body was quickly overcome with pain as he felt his bones growing and restructuring inside him. He stood up and kicked the chair back as he screamed, short, gray hairs pushing out of his skin across his whole body. His scream turned into a Hee-Haw as the front of his skull pushed outwards creating an equine muzzle. His nose flared with smells he had never noticed before as he fell forwards onto his hands which were now the same length of his legs. His fingers and toes were growing together and hardening, within seconds he no longer had hands and feet, only hoofs. His chest barrowed outwards, tearing all his clothing to shreds and leaving him naked as his dick retreated into a sheath. Next came the tail and the ears and a few more seconds and he was a full-blooded donkey.

He began galloping around the room, freaked out, his master the butt plug still in his donkey ass. He was a donkey, and there was a chance he might stay this way forever. He started to try to ram the door out with his head, he needed to get out of here, he needed to get to the authorities.

He was trying to kick the door open with his back legs when the game's voice suddenly returned. "If the donkey does not calm down than he will be transformed further into a Jennet in heat."

Johnny instantly stilled himself. He had no doubt that the game was serious and that it could do it. Maybe being a Jackass wasn't so bad. He may have lost his human body but there was no way he was going to lose his gender also.

The die on the table vanished and reappeared in Benny's hand who rolled it.