Cheaters never win.....

Cheaters never win….
(Guy to female donkey)
Trance sat outside on a low hanging branch, the mist tickling his fur. He stared intently at the high school as he waited on his target. The sound of the bell caused his muzzle to form a slight smile. "See you in a bit Ryan." He though and vanished into the mist.
Ryan hurried out of the high school, happy that it was over. Tonight was the night. He was going to get his new girlfriend in bed.
After he got home he hurried around the house, getting anything they would need, plus sneaking some of his parents wine out of the freezer. "This is going to rock!" He smiled happily, adjusting his glasses. As soon as he got himself cleaned up and looking good, he picked up the phone and called his girlfriend
"What the hell's wrong with this phone?" Ryan wondered aloud when the dial tone cut off. "You hurt someone." A voice whispered, almost inaudibly. Ryan looked around, but couldn't see anyone. "Creepy…." He muttered and tried the phone again. "And the one you hurt asked me to take care of you." The voice whispered, sounding like velvet. "Who the fucks are you?" Ryan yelled, beginning to freak out.
There was a bright flash and an echoing pop that came from the living room. Ryan took a knife from the counter and snuck into the hallway. Peeking into the living room he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the broken lamp. "Nobody's here."  He chuckled, and turned to leave. Ryan paused when he saw the oddest thing sitting in front of him. A small fox sat in his way, the creature's bright purple eyes looking at him with disgust. "You are a pathetic creature." The fox spoke in the same velvety voice that had echoed through the house. Ryan gasped and leapt back. "Y…you just….you can talk?" He stuttered to the fox. "I am a deity for you information. And a pissed one at that." The fox growled, showing silver colored fangs. "Why are you mad?" Ryan asked in a scared voice. "Because if there is one thing I cannot stand, it's an irresponsible child." The fox sighed, looking Ryan over with a shudder. "I can't see why she would even choose you anyways." He mumbled. "Who chose me for what?" Ryan asked, getting confused. "Why Addie of course." The fox grinned. "You see, she knows my master and he wanted to help her get revenge on you for hurting her." He grinned. Ryan began laughing. "So you think I am going to be scared off by a talking rodent and a pathetic little girl?" He asked the small creature. The fox's eyes blazed with anger. "I was only going to make your punishment temporary, but now you've officially pissed me off." He growled, his eyes beginning to glow a dark purple. Ryan felt as if his soul was getting torn out of his body by the fox's eyes. The feeling stopped and Ryan found himself on the ground looking at the fox as it began to fade into the very air. "Remember my name mortal. Trance was the one who took your life from you." Trance smiled and faded away, leaving a very sore Ryan behind.

After his head cleared, Ryan staggered to his feet. "That little bitch is going to pay." He moaned as he stood. He failed to notice the large lump pressing against the seat of his pants. Ryan shuddered in pain as the sound of tearing fabric filled the room. "What the?" He muttered and looked over his shoulder to see what caused him pain. His eyes widened as he caught sight of the tufted tail that had snaked its way out of his pants. Ryan recognized what the tail belonged to and yelped in terror. He had grown a donkey tail! "This isn't real!" He stuttered in fear. He tore out of his clothes, feeling strangely uncomfortable in them. What caught his eye next made him freeze in terror. Where his junk once was there was…..nothing absolutely nothing. He ran his fingers over the smooth mound until a sudden surge of pleasure made him tear his hand away. Nestled between his legs was a pair of feminine lips. "I'm turning into a girl?" He screamed. His scream became a moan as his hands crunched together into hooves. "A GIRL DONKEY!" He realized. As tears rolled down his cheeks his body began to change faster. Dark grey fur covered his body. His ears stretched and moved to the top of his head. "Pleeaww Heee haaw!" He tried to beg for help, but his voice was reduced to terrified brays. His butt grew and changed his legs, forcing him to all fours. With a final painful bray, his face changed, stretching out into a donkey's muzzle. Ryan the jenny brays sadly, knowing that he deserved this, no matter how unfair it seemed