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Protection

A gentle breeze flowed through the gap in the window, tossing the white silk curtain hanging over the window. The moonlight glistened through reflecting onto a medium brown varnished box with gold embellishments running all the way around it.

A set of slender fingers with red nail polish coating them grabbed the top of the box removing the lid and setting it to one side revealing an array of necklaces, rings and earrings nestled within, resting on a cushioned layer of red velvet. The finger plucked out a golden chain necklace from which a golden pendant with an emerald perched in the centre hung.

The fingers separated the chain via the clasp, slipping the separated chain around the owner’s neck. The pendant bounced against the white blouse whilst the tall blonde haired female, fastened the clasp, securing the necklace.

“Jessica, your rides here!” called a male voice.

“In a minute dad!” Jessica replied, looking down as she gently clasped the pendant in between her fingers.

A small tear formed in her eye as she put the lid back on the box. She rested her hand on a closed box whilst wiping away the tears with the other.

“I miss you Gran. You’ll always be in my heart,” Jessica sighed.

She turned on her heels and head for her bedroom door, grabbing her handbag and blazer from her bed in the process. As she exited the room and made her way downstairs, she found herself fighting back her emotions as her thoughts trailed onto that awful day she learned of her Gran passing away. It had been four months now and to her, the pain didn’t seem to want to go away.

“See you later dad,” she called.

“Hold up a sec missy,” her dad called, “You aren’t going out like that!”

Jessica rolled her eyes, tilting her right leg as she placed a hand hip, “Dad it’s costume party for Hannah’s twenty-first birthday and I decided to go as a schoolgirl. It’s the cheapest and easiest thing to wear.”

“But your…..you can’t!” her dad spluttered.

“It’s nice you care dad but I am twenty after all,” Jessica chuckled at the beetroot colour spreading into her dad’s face.

“You still my little girl though!” her dad called, as Jessica walked out the front door.

She hopped into the back of a silver hatchback car and sat back and relaxed as the car pulled away from her house.

“30 Minutes Later”

“Thanks, driver!” Jessica called, stepping out of the car.

Her eyes glanced up towards the old looking pub sign reading “ Village Yale”, the sound of muffled music drifting filled her ears as she approached the main door.

“There she is!” called a feminine voice, drawing Jessica’s attention.

Jessica smiled at the sight of a brunette in a little black dress waving at her from the left corner of the pub. She strutted up to the woman, giving her a hug as they exchanged greetings.

“How are you, Hannah?”

“All the better now you here,” Hannah smiled.

She ushered Jessica round to the small sheltered smoking area just as a few people were leaving to rejoin the party inside. Hannah handed Jessica a half filled wine glass, filled with red wine.

“Just to get you started!” Hannah said, jokingly.

Jessica gave a small smirk as she sipped on the wine, watching as Hannah lit up a small cigarette.

“Hope you don’t mind me saying,” she began.

“What about my outfit? I know I’m going to be a boy magnet tonight,” Jessica chuckled.

“Yes, but your skirt is a little…..well short I think,” Hannah said, tilting her body seemingly looking at something behind Jessica, “It’s a little raised.”

“It’s most likely where I pulled up to tuck my blouse into it,” Jessica said, “I’ll sort it out in a bit.”

“Hannah, some more friends have turned up!” called a voice from the side entrance.

“Coming,” Hannah replied, standing up whilst she extinguished her cigarette, “No rest for the wicked. See you inside Jess.”
Jess nodded as she watched Hannah heading inside. She placed down the glass down on one of the benches. She extended a hand behind her padding the back end of her skirt, raising her right eyebrow curiously.

“Definitely raised but not by much but why?” she mutters, driving her hand curiously down.

Her hand poked and prodded at her left butt cheek then the right, feeling the goosebumps covered skin.

“Ok weird….goosebumps and my cheeks are a little bit plumper,” Jessica said, pulling the back of her skirt down more.

She untucked her blouse whilst looking over her shoulder to make sure her butt was properly covered.

“Right time to party!” Jessica told herself, grabbing the glass and heading inside.

“A couple of hours later”

Music continued to blare around the pub as party go-ers danced away the night whilst others chatted amongst their little groups. Jessica placed down an empty wine glass giving a silent burp as she looked over towards Hannah chatting with a group of old high school friends, some Jessica recognized some she didn’t.

“Hannah was always the popular one,” commented a redhead, sitting next to Jessica.

“Yeah, she was,” Jessica said, trying to place a hand on her belly, trying to be subtle.

“Everything alright?” quizzed the redhead.

“Yeah. I think that last drink went through me,” Jessica said, jumping to her feet, “Watch my bag for me please Natasha.”

“Sure,” Natasha replied, with a short nod, “Here take this.”

She handed Jessica a white cigarette and a pink lighter.

“It will help to get rid of any taste of vomit,” Natasha stated.

Jessica took the cigarette and lighter and made her way towards the bathrooms. Her eyes looked around at the white clean tiles of the female bathroom, she was surprised at how quiet it was.

“Most likely too much to drink time!” she joked, walking up to the sink at the very end.

She only managed to reach the middle sink before her stomach violently groaned, rumbling inside her body. The cigarette and lighter rolled up to the wall under the oval mirror as she grabbed the sides of the sink, crying a little as she violently wretched, her body lunging a little. Jessica held her head over the sink whilst her right hand fumbled for the cold tap.

The tap squeaked as she turned it. A heavy load of vomit spilling from her mouth into the sink, washing away down the sink thanks to the cold water gushing into the sink. As she continued to hurl up into the sink, fine grey hairs began to sprout out of her butt cheeks.

Jessica groaned, feeling the sickness dying after dispersing the third load. She splashed water into her mouth, attempting to rinse her mouth out and clean her lips off. Paper towels rustled as she yanked them from the dispenser and padded her lips and the area around her mouth with them.

Her heart raced inside her chest, threatening to burst out of her body as her skin burned, her blood felt like lava flowing through her veins, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Her trembling hands reached for the cigarette and lighter, sparking it up. Jessica gently breathed in, slowly exhaling puffs of smoke.

She had only just started smoking on her cigarette when pains began to spread through her fingers and thumbs. The cigarette hissed as it dropped and rolled under the still running tap, followed by the lighter. Jessica’s eyes widened as she held her hands up and stared at them, her thumbs and little fingers seemed to be getting smaller whilst her remaining fingers started to swell.

“W...Wh...What?” Jessica stammered, feeling the aching bones growing inside her fingers alongside the stretching skin. The red nail polish cracked as her fingernails cracked something dark growing under them, within the stretching nail beds.

“Is this some kind of reaction?” Jessica muttered.

Her ears twitched, the pain slowly erupting through them. Jessica brought her head up from her hands, biting her bottom lip as the pain steadily grew in time with her ears steadily lengthening. She could feel them brushing into her hair. The pointed, fleshy tips slowly emerged from under her closely followed but the tops of her deforming ear.

“D..Don...Donkey ears!” Jessica said, her voice trembling as she watched her ears becoming revealed by them pulling up closer to the top of the head, her hair parting around the flesh animal ears.

“Did someone put something in my drinks?” Jessica cried, “This can’t be real!”
Fine grey hairs sprouted out of all sides of her ears, each hair felt like a small needle pushing out of her skin. The hairs grew thicker coating her ears in multiple patches to form a thick grey coat over her ears.

“This….can’t..” she stuttered, breaking over as she felt something was wrong with her chest.

She brought her hand up, cupping her deformed fingers under her left breast while her other hand rested on her stomach. Jessica moaned in discomfort, her breasts were sinking into her chest. Still holding onto her stomach, she hunched over, placing her left hand on the sink counter

Her breathing became heavier, raspier, she cried out in pain, her cries twisting into screams as her insides stretching like her blouse. Back muscles popped violently, like popcorn as they expanded, ballooning within her. Jessica’s spine pressed into her skin, each vertebrae popping slightly as she hunched over even more. A tear formed down the spinal outline, widening as her back bulked up.

Jessica straightened her body, her hands remaining by her sides as she looked down at her stretching blouse. She glanced up towards the mirror, staring into the reflection, watching her upper body pushing out. Jessica looked down towards her blouse, looking from side to side at sides of her chest and torso expanding out, removing her feminine figure.

Whilst the buttons of her blouse began to strained, her toes shrunk back into her feet. A hard surface form around the tips of her feet as her feet steadily swelled and lengthened. Jessica’s ear twitched at the quadruple fabric like snaps followed by a loud ripping.

Jessica wobbled about, finding her balance was starting to elude her. With a loud “Haaaww” and “THUD!” she toppled over landing hard on her pained back. A dull ticklish pricking spread across her back and chest, drowned out by the numbness tipping her toes and the growing pain around her hips.

She writhed on the ground, screaming at the sicken cracks coming from her widened hips. Her skirt’s elasticated waistband stretched, she could feel something happening between her legs and butt cheeks as the latter pulled apart.

Her blouse button holes ripped, opening her blouse up allowing for her hairy and slightly sweaty chest to spill out into the open. She padded her chest with her hands, her eyes tearing up at the sight of her swollen fingers merging together. Jessica gritted her teeth,her hands slid down onto the floor as she jerked her head back as her fused messy fingers began to reshape, taking on a hoof-like shape. The feeling of the cold tiled flooring under her fleshy hooves was steadily growing distant as the skin hardened.

Jessica held up her front hooves, whimpering under her breath at the glistening black surface.
“No,no,no. I can’t operate with hooves. How is this happening! HANNNAH!”

Jessica lifted up her right leg, bringing her right rear hoof into view along with a fur covered hind leg that was once a foot, now elongated, the remains of her tights hanging limply around it. She lowered her leg as she rolled over onto her chest. She grunted getting herself to a hooves and knee position.

“Gotta get up!” she told herself, pushing herself up and getting her rear hooves under her.

Her rear hooves slipped out from under her causing her body to slant downwards. Her stretched skirt slipped down, piling up around her hooves.

“HAAAAW!” Jessica cried out, her eyes nearly bulging out of her head.

Goosebumps spread down her leg skin and over her butt cheeks as the prick of a thousand upon a thousand grey hairs started to sprout out of her skin. Her calves and thighs shortened, the skin stretching around them as the muscles and bones within thickened, becoming stronger. Jessica winced at the sensation of her skin stretching around her growing buttocks.

“NAAAW MORE!” Jessica cried, Wince as she felt her tights tearing and suspender straps snapping.

Jessica shrieked, spotting her blouse sleeves tightened around her arms. The once slender limbs, pulsing a little as pops and cracks emitted from within. The single wrist button holes tore open as a rhythmic tearing followed, the seams of her sleeves shredding against her expanding arms. The collar of her blouse tore meeting with the tear from her expanding back. Her wide open blouse dropped to the floor. She shuddered feeling the cold draft brushing her tingling skin as more thick hairs sprouted out of her arms and upper body.

Everything seemed to stand still for a few moments, Jessica looked back staring at her donkey body. Her mind jumped to the thought of people staring at the human head on a grey furred donkey body, out of fear and instinct her body took a couple of shaky steps backwards, her rear and fore legs wobbling.

“That wasn’t my doing!” Jessica shrieked, stopping her body, her eyes widening as she felt something sensitive bouncing around between her legs, “Wait..Donkey’s feed their young from teats...I HAVE TEATS”

Jessica mumbled and cried, her mind racing with panic. A sharp pain, followed by a surge of growth seemingly distracted her. Her neck steadily lengthened, thickening in all directions, Jessica’s ears twitched at the sound a faint but close, metallic snap followed by a dull thud.

“Grans necklace!” Jessica cried, “Can’t….” She broke off, her face contorting about as if she was trying to prevent something from coming up “HEEHAW!” she loudly brayed.

A familiar coat of grey hairs sprouted out of her neck alongside a chunky black bristly mane.

“Remember dear, don’t play with my jewelry,” A voice rattled around inside her head, her lips stretching and darkening in the process

“Gran’s made it so no one can steal her jewelry,”

Jessica cried out feeling a stabbing, pounding pain within her gums, blood and spit followed her human teeth as they were forced out of her mouth by blocky donkey teeth that made her human mouth look asinine.

“I got an old gypsy friend to put a curse on everything I own,”

Her tongue hung out of her mouth as it swelled into a large wet slab of meat.

“It’s something I hope the family remembers to tell you sweetie. As we don’t want anything bad to happen to you,”

Her nostrils flared whilst her nose flattened, a faint snapping filled her ears as the necklace broke away from her hairy donkey neck. Her mouth and nose cracked and crunched outwards, Jessica’s lips darkening and stretching in the process. Her lips flapped about as she let out a strained bray of pain. Her skull cracked, reshaping into a donkey skull, pushing her eyes to the side of her head.

Jessica’s dark blonde hair slowly fell out, replaced by the common grey hair sprouting out of her head and muzzle.

“Heee-HAWWWWW!” she brayed, feeling the pains and aches across her body dying down.

“I can’t speak...I can think English words but can’t speak,” she thought, “How the heck am I going to get back to my body if no one can understand me. I guess it works for punishing thieves but I’m not a thief.”

Her tail tense and ears flicked, her body backing away from the necklace as the door opened. A startled gasp came from a dark haired slender framed girl as she stared at the donkey with blue eyes.

“Heee-HAAAAW!” Jessica brayed, her eyes filling with fear as the colour faded into a murky brown.

“Good donkey!” the girl quipped, edging forwards in a crouched pose, swiftly grabbing the necklace from the floor.

“OI Jack!” the girl called, opening the door, “Who let a foul beast into the bathroom?”

Jessica gulped, knowing her torment was far from over and that she was helpless to prevent the girl from suffering the same fate.

To Be Continued- In Protection Part 2

Description
Protection

A gentle breeze flowed through the gap in the window, tossing the white silk curtain hanging over the window. The moonlight glistened through reflecting onto a medium brown varnished box with gold embellishments running all the way around it.

A set of slender fingers with red nail polish coating them grabbed the top of the box removing the lid and setting it to one side revealing an array of necklaces, rings and earrings nestled within, resting on a cushioned layer of red velvet. The finger plucked out a golden chain necklace from which a golden pendant with an emerald perched in the centre hung.

The fingers separated the chain via the clasp, slipping the separated chain around the owner’s neck. The pendant bounced against the white blouse whilst the tall blonde haired female, fastened the clasp, securing the necklace.

“Jessica, your rides here!” called a male voice.

“In a minute dad!” Jessica replied, looking down as she gently clasped the pendant in between her fingers.

A small tear formed in her eye as she put the lid back on the box. She rested her hand on a closed box whilst wiping away the tears with the other.

“I miss you Gran. You’ll always be in my heart,” Jessica sighed.

She turned on her heels and head for her bedroom door, grabbing her handbag and blazer from her bed in the process. As she exited the room and made her way downstairs, she found herself fighting back her emotions as her thoughts trailed onto that awful day she learned of her Gran passing away. It had been four months now and to her, the pain didn’t seem to want to go away.

“See you later dad,” she called.

“Hold up a sec missy,” her dad called, “You aren’t going out like that!”

Jessica rolled her eyes, tilting her right leg as she placed a hand hip, “Dad it’s costume party for Hannah’s twenty-first birthday and I decided to go as a schoolgirl. It’s the cheapest and easiest thing to wear.”

“But your…..you can’t!” her dad spluttered.

“It’s nice you care dad but I am twenty after all,” Jessica chuckled at the beetroot colour spreading into her dad’s face.

“You still my little girl though!” her dad called, as Jessica walked out the front door.

She hopped into the back of a silver hatchback car and sat back and relaxed as the car pulled away from her house.

“30 Minutes Later”

“Thanks, driver!” Jessica called, stepping out of the car.

Her eyes glanced up towards the old looking pub sign reading “ Village Yale”, the sound of muffled music drifting filled her ears as she approached the main door.

“There she is!” called a feminine voice, drawing Jessica’s attention.

Jessica smiled at the sight of a brunette in a little black dress waving at her from the left corner of the pub. She strutted up to the woman, giving her a hug as they exchanged greetings.

“How are you, Hannah?”

“All the better now you here,” Hannah smiled.

She ushered Jessica round to the small sheltered smoking area just as a few people were leaving to rejoin the party inside. Hannah handed Jessica a half filled wine glass, filled with red wine.

“Just to get you started!” Hannah said, jokingly.

Jessica gave a small smirk as she sipped on the wine, watching as Hannah lit up a small cigarette.

“Hope you don’t mind me saying,” she began.

“What about my outfit? I know I’m going to be a boy magnet tonight,” Jessica chuckled.

“Yes, but your skirt is a little…..well short I think,” Hannah said, tilting her body seemingly looking at something behind Jessica, “It’s a little raised.”

“It’s most likely where I pulled up to tuck my blouse into it,” Jessica said, “I’ll sort it out in a bit.”

“Hannah, some more friends have turned up!” called a voice from the side entrance.

“Coming,” Hannah replied, standing up whilst she extinguished her cigarette, “No rest for the wicked. See you inside Jess.”
Jess nodded as she watched Hannah heading inside. She placed down the glass down on one of the benches. She extended a hand behind her padding the back end of her skirt, raising her right eyebrow curiously.

“Definitely raised but not by much but why?” she mutters, driving her hand curiously down.

Her hand poked and prodded at her left butt cheek then the right, feeling the goosebumps covered skin.

“Ok weird….goosebumps and my cheeks are a little bit plumper,” Jessica said, pulling the back of her skirt down more.

She untucked her blouse whilst looking over her shoulder to make sure her butt was properly covered.

“Right time to party!” Jessica told herself, grabbing the glass and heading inside.

“A couple of hours later”

Music continued to blare around the pub as party go-ers danced away the night whilst others chatted amongst their little groups. Jessica placed down an empty wine glass giving a silent burp as she looked over towards Hannah chatting with a group of old high school friends, some Jessica recognized some she didn’t.

“Hannah was always the popular one,” commented a redhead, sitting next to Jessica.

“Yeah, she was,” Jessica said, trying to place a hand on her belly, trying to be subtle.

“Everything alright?” quizzed the redhead.

“Yeah. I think that last drink went through me,” Jessica said, jumping to her feet, “Watch my bag for me please Natasha.”

“Sure,” Natasha replied, with a short nod, “Here take this.”

She handed Jessica a white cigarette and a pink lighter.

“It will help to get rid of any taste of vomit,” Natasha stated.

Jessica took the cigarette and lighter and made her way towards the bathrooms. Her eyes looked around at the white clean tiles of the female bathroom, she was surprised at how quiet it was.

“Most likely too much to drink time!” she joked, walking up to the sink at the very end.

She only managed to reach the middle sink before her stomach violently groaned, rumbling inside her body. The cigarette and lighter rolled up to the wall under the oval mirror as she grabbed the sides of the sink, crying a little as she violently wretched, her body lunging a little. Jessica held her head over the sink whilst her right hand fumbled for the cold tap.

The tap squeaked as she turned it. A heavy load of vomit spilling from her mouth into the sink, washing away down the sink thanks to the cold water gushing into the sink. As she continued to hurl up into the sink, fine grey hairs began to sprout out of her butt cheeks.

Jessica groaned, feeling the sickness dying after dispersing the third load. She splashed water into her mouth, attempting to rinse her mouth out and clean her lips off. Paper towels rustled as she yanked them from the dispenser and padded her lips and the area around her mouth with them.

Her heart raced inside her chest, threatening to burst out of her body as her skin burned, her blood felt like lava flowing through her veins, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Her trembling hands reached for the cigarette and lighter, sparking it up. Jessica gently breathed in, slowly exhaling puffs of smoke.

She had only just started smoking on her cigarette when pains began to spread through her fingers and thumbs. The cigarette hissed as it dropped and rolled under the still running tap, followed by the lighter. Jessica’s eyes widened as she held her hands up and stared at them, her thumbs and little fingers seemed to be getting smaller whilst her remaining fingers started to swell.

“W...Wh...What?” Jessica stammered, feeling the aching bones growing inside her fingers alongside the stretching skin. The red nail polish cracked as her fingernails cracked something dark growing under them, within the stretching nail beds.

“Is this some kind of reaction?” Jessica muttered.

Her ears twitched, the pain slowly erupting through them. Jessica brought her head up from her hands, biting her bottom lip as the pain steadily grew in time with her ears steadily lengthening. She could feel them brushing into her hair. The pointed, fleshy tips slowly emerged from under her closely followed but the tops of her deforming ear.

“D..Don...Donkey ears!” Jessica said, her voice trembling as she watched her ears becoming revealed by them pulling up closer to the top of the head, her hair parting around the flesh animal ears.

“Did someone put something in my drinks?” Jessica cried, “This can’t be real!”
Fine grey hairs sprouted out of all sides of her ears, each hair felt like a small needle pushing out of her skin. The hairs grew thicker coating her ears in multiple patches to form a thick grey coat over her ears.

“This….can’t..” she stuttered, breaking over as she felt something was wrong with her chest.

She brought her hand up, cupping her deformed fingers under her left breast while her other hand rested on her stomach. Jessica moaned in discomfort, her breasts were sinking into her chest. Still holding onto her stomach, she hunched over, placing her left hand on the sink counter

Her breathing became heavier, raspier, she cried out in pain, her cries twisting into screams as her insides stretching like her blouse. Back muscles popped violently, like popcorn as they expanded, ballooning within her. Jessica’s spine pressed into her skin, each vertebrae popping slightly as she hunched over even more. A tear formed down the spinal outline, widening as her back bulked up.

Jessica straightened her body, her hands remaining by her sides as she looked down at her stretching blouse. She glanced up towards the mirror, staring into the reflection, watching her upper body pushing out. Jessica looked down towards her blouse, looking from side to side at sides of her chest and torso expanding out, removing her feminine figure.

Whilst the buttons of her blouse began to strained, her toes shrunk back into her feet. A hard surface form around the tips of her feet as her feet steadily swelled and lengthened. Jessica’s ear twitched at the quadruple fabric like snaps followed by a loud ripping.

Jessica wobbled about, finding her balance was starting to elude her. With a loud “Haaaww” and “THUD!” she toppled over landing hard on her pained back. A dull ticklish pricking spread across her back and chest, drowned out by the numbness tipping her toes and the growing pain around her hips.

She writhed on the ground, screaming at the sicken cracks coming from her widened hips. Her skirt’s elasticated waistband stretched, she could feel something happening between her legs and butt cheeks as the latter pulled apart.

Her blouse button holes ripped, opening her blouse up allowing for her hairy and slightly sweaty chest to spill out into the open. She padded her chest with her hands, her eyes tearing up at the sight of her swollen fingers merging together. Jessica gritted her teeth,her hands slid down onto the floor as she jerked her head back as her fused messy fingers began to reshape, taking on a hoof-like shape. The feeling of the cold tiled flooring under her fleshy hooves was steadily growing distant as the skin hardened.

Jessica held up her front hooves, whimpering under her breath at the glistening black surface.
“No,no,no. I can’t operate with hooves. How is this happening! HANNNAH!”

Jessica lifted up her right leg, bringing her right rear hoof into view along with a fur covered hind leg that was once a foot, now elongated, the remains of her tights hanging limply around it. She lowered her leg as she rolled over onto her chest. She grunted getting herself to a hooves and knee position.

“Gotta get up!” she told herself, pushing herself up and getting her rear hooves under her.

Her rear hooves slipped out from under her causing her body to slant downwards. Her stretched skirt slipped down, piling up around her hooves.

“HAAAAW!” Jessica cried out, her eyes nearly bulging out of her head.

Goosebumps spread down her leg skin and over her butt cheeks as the prick of a thousand upon a thousand grey hairs started to sprout out of her skin. Her calves and thighs shortened, the skin stretching around them as the muscles and bones within thickened, becoming stronger. Jessica winced at the sensation of her skin stretching around her growing buttocks.

“NAAAW MORE!” Jessica cried, Wince as she felt her tights tearing and suspender straps snapping.

Jessica shrieked, spotting her blouse sleeves tightened around her arms. The once slender limbs, pulsing a little as pops and cracks emitted from within. The single wrist button holes tore open as a rhythmic tearing followed, the seams of her sleeves shredding against her expanding arms. The collar of her blouse tore meeting with the tear from her expanding back. Her wide open blouse dropped to the floor. She shuddered feeling the cold draft brushing her tingling skin as more thick hairs sprouted out of her arms and upper body.

Everything seemed to stand still for a few moments, Jessica looked back staring at her donkey body. Her mind jumped to the thought of people staring at the human head on a grey furred donkey body, out of fear and instinct her body took a couple of shaky steps backwards, her rear and fore legs wobbling.

“That wasn’t my doing!” Jessica shrieked, stopping her body, her eyes widening as she felt something sensitive bouncing around between her legs, “Wait..Donkey’s feed their young from teats...I HAVE TEATS”

Jessica mumbled and cried, her mind racing with panic. A sharp pain, followed by a surge of growth seemingly distracted her. Her neck steadily lengthened, thickening in all directions, Jessica’s ears twitched at the sound a faint but close, metallic snap followed by a dull thud.

“Grans necklace!” Jessica cried, “Can’t….” She broke off, her face contorting about as if she was trying to prevent something from coming up “HEEHAW!” she loudly brayed.

A familiar coat of grey hairs sprouted out of her neck alongside a chunky black bristly mane.

“Remember dear, don’t play with my jewelry,” A voice rattled around inside her head, her lips stretching and darkening in the process

“Gran’s made it so no one can steal her jewelry,”

Jessica cried out feeling a stabbing, pounding pain within her gums, blood and spit followed her human teeth as they were forced out of her mouth by blocky donkey teeth that made her human mouth look asinine.

“I got an old gypsy friend to put a curse on everything I own,”

Her tongue hung out of her mouth as it swelled into a large wet slab of meat.

“It’s something I hope the family remembers to tell you sweetie. As we don’t want anything bad to happen to you,”

Her nostrils flared whilst her nose flattened, a faint snapping filled her ears as the necklace broke away from her hairy donkey neck. Her mouth and nose cracked and crunched outwards, Jessica’s lips darkening and stretching in the process. Her lips flapped about as she let out a strained bray of pain. Her skull cracked, reshaping into a donkey skull, pushing her eyes to the side of her head.

Jessica’s dark blonde hair slowly fell out, replaced by the common grey hair sprouting out of her head and muzzle.

“Heee-HAWWWWW!” she brayed, feeling the pains and aches across her body dying down.

“I can’t speak...I can think English words but can’t speak,” she thought, “How the heck am I going to get back to my body if no one can understand me. I guess it works for punishing thieves but I’m not a thief.”

Her tail tense and ears flicked, her body backing away from the necklace as the door opened. A startled gasp came from a dark haired slender framed girl as she stared at the donkey with blue eyes.

“Heee-HAAAAW!” Jessica brayed, her eyes filling with fear as the colour faded into a murky brown.

“Good donkey!” the girl quipped, edging forwards in a crouched pose, swiftly grabbing the necklace from the floor.

“OI Jack!” the girl called, opening the door, “Who let a foul beast into the bathroom?”

Jessica gulped, knowing her torment was far from over and that she was helpless to prevent the girl from suffering the same fate.

To Be Continued- In Protection Part 2