Jack was bold but foolish, he was made to stop and think right then, about where his crooked indulging ways had given him real troubles. Troubles of the kind he was through being smug or crafty was not going to get him free from his becoming an animal for this girl.
May knew what Jack was likely contemplating, as others she had coaxed to make love with her when she had the need, became as donkeys as well. She turned and began to busy herself, picking up Jack's clothes, taking down the tent, and using it to wrap up anything that might suggest of Jack even being camped there near the orchard.
After several long seeming minutes, May had a bundle and Jack stood toying still with his strange feeling, personal sensuality. He watched as everything he had with him there, even his bankroll of twenty dollar bills, May wrapped up in her bundle made from his small tent-shelter.
"Jack, Jack walk with me, please, " May asked, her voice again sounding soft and concerned for him.
Jack responded and began to walk, keeping step with May as she led him to where he might well stay for the rest of his life.
"You know I am not as heartless as you might think. Granted that I coaxed you to want to ravish me by acting like I was but a dumb female. That ploy has worked many times before, relieving me from my curse, and enveloping an unsuspecting man, and beckoning him to become as well infected like me. In effect, you are a trade I do with how the curse works. As for you, your human self is degraded, you became for me as my pet donkey. While from our trade, you have gifted me added time being human, and for this I shall be very grateful." May said, she explaining the why he was as he was, and doing it while they walked the length of the orchard.
As they approached the rear of the small restaurant, Jack saw the coffee mug and serving plate, what he had eaten his last human meal before entering his doomed future.
May ignored Jack and she took the bundled up tent and all his belongings and stuffed them into a rusty steel big drum. As Jack stood there and felt helpless, he watched as May pulled from her jeans watch pocket a small cigarette lighter, and lit the tent material afire.
A horrified hee-haw echoed the surrounding hills as a sad feeling donkey watched his past and belongings going up in flames and smoke. May seemed then so evil to Jack, she burned even his money, and left no trace he was there.
"I had to, as the authorities might come looking for you sometime in the future. My uncle has this burn barrel dumped out in the cornfield and the ashes used as fertilizer, he plows it into the dirt to help the crops grow. I did not keep even your roll of money, as I live well here and have no need for much of anything, except for my remaining human.
Maybe that sounds as harsh to you now, but it is the way what leaves me feeling safe from my cursed life. I know what you are thinking, and not because I can guess about how you feel and think, being like the many others I coaxed and caused their bodies to change. As anyone included into my curse, the curse allows me to read your mind. Therefore, we are linked, and as you begin learning how to live your lifestyle of a donkey, being a beast of burden my uncle refers to my pets. What you want or feel a need, I will know, and much shall be given.
Say what, how long, I think it is different from one donkey to another, but most equine cocks are twenty inches, and some have a few inches more...
Oh silly me, as your worry was not the length of your male tool, but as to how long shall you remain as is this donkey animal?
Sad to admit it, but I have doomed you to permanently remain a donkey for the rest of your life. One thing that remains in your favor is the biblical covenant about the lifetime of mankind. Did you attend Sunday school, and think back to the phrase of three score and ten years being the usual lifetime for people. That covenant promise has not changed, as unlike a born as ignorant donkey animal, you were born with a human soul, and it remains even now as part of the new you.
No, no, you have not lost your soul, nor was it taken from you by my cursed self. You are what you are by reason of having joined our bodies and allowed then the curse to transfer. As I think from the man I met some few hours ago, you were say, twenty years old, oh you were twenty-one, I stand as corrected. Anyway, your possible lifespan then would suggest you might reside living you donkey life for the next forty-nine years, give or take anything happening that might change your expectancy.
Now come with me, it is getting quite late and I as you shall need to sleep, as tomorrow is another new day!" May said, as the tent burning had settled down to glowing ashes, and Jack felt weary from his transformation.
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