Stacy learns it doesn't pay to call others a jackass if she's not willing to eat her words. (FTF full donkey TF, revenge, etc)


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Story Text:

"Mmmm..." Stacy sat in the back of her community college economics class, barely listening as she fidgeted and wiped sweat from her brow. She felt a little tender-- swollen, even.  But why?

She recalled an earlier altercation with an old, witch-like woman at a coffee shop.  Stacy hadn't been watching where she was going, tapping away at her phone as she bumped into the elder, causing her coffee to spill everywhere. An exchange of words occurred, with Stacy calling the older woman a damned jackass, and the elder raising an eyebrow, saying "A jackass, huh?" And then muttering under her breath while pointing an accusing finger and muttering under her breath.

In the present, Stacy let out a sudden moan as audible popping sounds wafted from her quivering body. Some classmates turned to eye her curiously as brown fur started to form in clumps under her shirt and pants. When the professor asked if she was okay, she insisted she was and sharply told everyone to stop looking.

As the minutes passed, her breasts and ass started to expand, her mouth contorting and gradually jutting forward while her ears raised and a bony nub formed at her spine's base and pressed outward. 'I don't feel so good...'  Stacy mused in between her inane daydreams.  

Her shirt and pants started to tighten uncomfortably, her pussy throbbing and aching as her panties rode up into her dampened nethers. All the while, her feet contorted while her ankles weirdly elongated.

"W-- What the fuck! Something's happening to Stacy!" A male student screamed.

The class fell into panic as Stacy blinked and looked down at herself. She saw her increasingly muzzle-like mouth and saw brown fur inching up her arms. 

"W-- What the heuuhll!" She tried to yell. As she tried to stand on her feet, her legs buckled and she fell to her hands and knees in a panic while students cleared away from her and sprinted from the room. Her hands shifted as well, her neck lurching forward while her ribcage, hips, and back changed, causing her to be unable to stand in any way, shape or form.

"N-- NOOO--EUUUUGHHH!" Stacy screamed in pure terror, repeatedly attempting to rise from the ground, only to fall again. It was then that her top and pants ripped, falling to the floor in tatters as her humanness continued to melt away into her new, donkey-like visage.

"N-- Neuuu--hawwwww!" Stacy wailed as her teeth broadened in her equine snout, her hands and feet hardening, receding, and becoming a set of four lovely hooves. This was a nightmare-- this couldn't really be happening, could it?

Her body bloated completely, her human features fading away except for a set of massive tits hanging from her chest. "Eeee--awwwhh!" She screamed and bucked her back hooves, flailing about as desks were sent crashing into each other. All the while, her tail grew to its full length and additional teats formed near her abdomen.

Her human vision faded, leaving her in despair as sirens sounded from the distance. The only thing she knew for certain was that she immensely regretted being a jackass.