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He-Haww! Chapter two! Now this one doesn't have any sexual scenarios, but there is some mention of naughty bits. Either way if you are in any way offended by relations of the M/M persuasion, and donkey transformation, it's probably best you don't read this! Especially if you're under the age of 18. If not, sit back, relax and enjoy!

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Working with Animals, Chapter 2

Tugging a plough in the hot summer sun was about as enjoyable as expected. But after another week of unrelenting toil the weekend had finally arrived with the sound of a blasting air horn. Adrian let out a deep sigh as he wiped the sweat from his brow and led his donkey back into the barn house along with the other workers. His feet dragged through the recently upturned soil as he walked, his entire body aching from a hard day's work keeping a plough steady while staring at the backside of a donkey all day.

As they entered the barn, Adrian quickly unhitched the donkey and dragged the plough to the stall he had gotten it from that morning. Finally with a loud sigh he turned around to face his donkey that stood calmly as his long ropey tail swished behind him.

"Come on, you know you can't go out like that," said Adrian.

The donkey brayed back loudly and stomped his front hoof in defiance.

Adrian groaned as he slowly approached the donkey.

"Is this how it's going to be every day D?" said Adrian

The large, black equine snorted and bobbed his head in a sort of nod. As Adrian drew closer the donkey began to take a few steps backward, trying to keep as much distance between the two of them as possible. After taking a few more steps forward, Adrian groaned as he stopped and pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head.

"I can't believe you like being like that...Fine, if you want to get in trouble, be my guest. But don't come crying to me when you are stuck on planting duty again..." said Adrian as he waved the donkey away.

The donkey snorted and smiled with his big, flat teeth and let out a loud bray before he turned around and began to trot around the barn. As shook his hips cockily he made a lap around a few of the other remaining donkeys, snorting and softly braying before he broke away from the group and started to head towards the open door of the barn.

*Click!*

"Hawwww!" the donkey brayed as he looked down at the leather harness that was once strapped around his body fell limply to the floor.

"He-hawww!" he brayed angrily as he looked up at Adrian who looked down at the donkey with a slight smirk.

The sound of shifting bones suddenly began to come from the donkey as his body began to twist and grow. His bulk began to re-proportion itself throughout his body and a good portion of his fur began to recede revealing tanned human skin underneath the black fur. Next his muzzle began to shrink back into his skull as his mohawk spread out across his scalp and changed its color to a sandy blonde. The donkey then let out one loud final bray as its vocal chords shifted and began to sound like a very human groan. His front hooves then started to shake and crack, the solid black pieces of mass splintering into pieces and crumbling into dust as two human hands emerged from the remains of the hooves. Finally there was another loud snapping sound that came from his lower back and then suddenly all was silent except for the sound of the strange looking human gasping for breath.

"No fair..." he muttered as he slowly stood up and stretched.

"Yesterday the farmer said it was on me if you ever got out of the barn with your harness still on. I'm not going to get in trouble just because you like being an ass Dexter," said Adrian with a sigh as he averted his gaze from the naked man.

Although he was a full donkey just a few moments ago, Dexter still retained the ears, tail, and hooves of a donkey. This was something he considered to be "comfortable" and the fact being that he usually walked around still partially transformed still made Adrian quite uncomfortable. But he was dealing with all the new information as he went along.

"Aww man...why can't I keep this at least, it's my favourite part..." said Dexter wistfully as he looked down at his groin.

Adrian tried to keep his vision focused elsewhere, but his own hormones betrayed him as he glanced over at Dexter looking down at his shrinking cock as it began to lose its equine shape and length. The flared tip began to grow into a more mushroom shaped form and his medial ring sunk back into the flesh of his shaft. As the shaft shrank the black pigment began to disappear in large splotches until it was entirely pink. Once it had stopped shrinking and regained a human shape, Adrian was able to finally pull his gaze away from Dexter's groin, but not before sneaking one final glance at his still quite impressive eleven inch cock that was still standing proud and erect.

"Come on...we gotta get dressed and out of here," said Adrian as he turned away and began to walk towards the barn exit.

As Adrian stepped outside into the sunlight he tried to hide his embarrassment and slight arousal as he quickly turned towards the changing room and walked in a hurried pace. However, he soon started to hear the footsteps of others behind him as they quickly approached.

"Hey buddy, you doing alright?" said one boy as he suddenly walked up next to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm fine, don't worry!" Adrian responded while keeping his vision forward.

The other boy quietly acknowledged his response and began to walk a little further ahead of him. Adrian knew he was just trying to be polite, but he was still a bit shaken by the whole transforming business. In the back of his mind he wondered when it would be his turn to be called to pull the plough and how it would feel if he was forced to become a donkey. Adrian let out another sigh as more of the boys came up from behind him, all of them looking sweaty and worn, much like himself.

But then...

"Hawwww!"

A loud bray came from behind him, and suddenly he saw several flashes of tanned skin rush past him. It seemed that the boys who had been donkeys that day had finished changing back and were catching up to their friends and partners.

All completely naked.

Adrian tried to keep himself from looking at any of the naked boys as they walked a few steps ahead of him with their tight muscular bodies on display. Yet with the small parade of muscular men right in front of him it was hard not to sneak the occasional glance. Part of him appreciated the free show, but Adrian was still slightly turned off about just how casual they were about their public nudity. Most of the boys seemed to be just talking and walking with their friends as they approached the locker room. The occasional laugh and bray coming from the group as they playfully rough housed as if their nudity was completely normal.

He thought this would be some sort of gay boy's wildest dream, but he still had lingering worry in the back of his mind. Would he become like that? Would he turn into some sort of exhibitionist? Or would he end up like Dexter, completely embracing his animal side to a point that he craves work to a point that the change is like a drug to him?

As Adrian thought these things through, he didn't hear the rushed sound of hooves hitting against the dirt before he felt a hand place itself on his shoulder.

"Thanks for waiting up for me..." said Dexter sarcastically.

Adrian jumped at the sudden contact; both out of surprise and how he subconsciously knew just how little his roommate was dressed.

"I'm tired.... and I just wanna go back to the bunkhouse and take a nap," grumbled Adrian as he turned his gaze downward to avert his eyes from the other boys.

Dexter grunted then quickly ran a few feet ahead of Adrian and faced him as he walked backwards. As he came into his field of vision Adrian looked up and tried to keep his eyes focused on Dexter's face; but he still caught himself looking down at Dexter's groin where his massive cock stood half-hard.

"Hey buddy, I know your shift is up and everything. But if you're just going to sleep and shut yourself in the room all day, everyone is going to think I'm doing dirty things to you." Dexter said with a soft chuckle before he turned around and began to walk normally.

"You work on an island resort and you have the weekend off. I say go enjoy yourself! Go out to the park! Take a swim at the beach! Do something!" said Dexter as his long tail swished behind him.

Adrian grunted in acknowledgement to his roommate as they began to climb the short steps to the locker room. He had to admit, even with that strange looking tail still making him feel uncomfortable, Dexter still had a tight, firm ass that he couldn't help but stare at.

The boys then quickly entered the changing room and got dressed. Adrian had found that it was simply easier to just dress in some relaxed clothing to bed so that he could just get up, and change at the dressing room without having to pick out some sort of outfit. However in Dexter's case he tended to go for the minimalistic look, wearing only a pair of shorts and occasionally a tank top on days they had to work.

It was only Adrian's second week on the island, but it seemed that Dexter got plough puller nearly every day. All except for one day he was put on planting duty and begged several of the other boys to change spots with him. Adrian did still remember how Dexter had told him there weren't any side-effects to the transformations, but he still believed that all of that time as a donkey was beginning to affect Dexter. With the constant presence of his tail, ears and hooves no matter the time or place with the fact he had only seen him eating vegetables made Adrian a bit suspicious. Another strange thing he noticed was that whenever Dexter laughed for any time longer than five seconds, his laughter was filled with loud brays in-between gasps of breath.

After Adrian had closed his locker, he let out a sigh as he looked around the locker room where some boys were still getting dressed. Adrian had noticed after his first exposure to the transformation that a few of the other boys who worked the ploughs went out with hooves. Some had spoken to him how much easier it was walking through the dirt with them, but Adrian was still hesitant. In the back of his mind he still wondered that if he gave in to the change he would end up forgetting who he was and just become a mindless beast. Yet at the same time he found himself feeling a bit curious about how it would feel to have a new body part or different feet to walk on. When he had ran from the barn on the first day with his own pair of donkey ears he noticed his hearing was much more acute than it was ever before, however given how freaked out he was at the moment kept him from really appreciating it.

The slamming of the locker next to him knocked Adrian out of his thoughts and he glanced over to Dexter, dressed in only a pair of red swimming trunks and hoisting a towel over his shoulders.

"I'm going to head out to the pool and catch some rays, wanna come with?" asked Dexter with a smile.

"Ummm...no thanks..." said Adrian quietly.

Dexter's ears drooped slightly and his tail stopped swishing for a brief moment.

"Ok, if you're sure, I'll be there most of the day so if you wanna hang just come and find me," said Dexter with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

Adrian nodded as Dexter turned around and began to walk towards the entrance with his key card in hand. As he reached up the punch out machine, he suddenly stopped and quickly turned around and walked back to Adrian.

"Alright look, I can tell you're still a bit wierded out by all this stuff and me being like this isn't helping...So...."

Adrian looked up at Dexter and watched as his long black ears shrunk back into his scalp and his normal human ears grew back to their normal position. There was a loud cracking sound mixed with Dexter letting out a soft moan as his legs re-positioned themselves and his hooves shattered like his hands had done earlier, revealing his bare feet underneath. His tail was the last thing to recede into his body as it shrank back into his spine and he was left completely human.

Adrian was taken aback by his sudden transformation, but he had to admit he did feel a bit more comfortable now that Dexter had changed back completely. However he was also a bit surprised he had done it in the first place.

"Alright, better now?" said Dexter as he held out his hand.

"Ummm...sure I guess," said Adrian with a hint of hesitation as he gingerly took Dexter's hand and was suddenly lurched up onto his feet.

Dexter grinned and placed an arm around Adrian's shoulder and led the both of them to the punch out machine.

"See? Much better isn't it? Now I know this stuff is still pretty new to you and frankly I know this isn't something you don't exactly see in the outside world without it being on the Sci-fi channel. I may be happy with it, but you're not the first guy I've seen that didn't take well to this whole deal. I know someone you can talk to about it though, she can put a lot of this stuff into perspective for you and hopefully get some things sorted out."

"Who?" asked Adrian.

Dexter was silent for a brief moment as they both passed through the clock out machine and scanned their card. The screen next to the scanner flashed green and lit up the words "Thank You" with the image of a tiny pixelated farmer waving back at them.

"The big boss!" said Dexter as he opened the door and the light began to flood in the room.

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Strange....

That could be the word he would use to describe this moment and the waiting room he was currently sitting in.

After a short walk to the main hotel building Dexter left him at the front door and told him to go to the top floor. After a long ride upwards the elevator opened with a loud "Ding!" to reveal a bright white room with black and white marble floors spread out in a checker pattern. At the end of the long hallway was a large marble desk where a man with bright white hair dressed in fine business attire sat while examining a book in front of him. Behind him though was a stark contrast to the rest of the room, a bright red door with golden knobs in a white frame decorated with carvings of twisting grape vines.

He gave the man his name and why he was there and he wordlessly directed him to a black leather couch in the corner of the room. In the brief time he had sat there he noticed just how the room seemed to pay homage to the main entrance to the park. There were small enclaves scattered throughout the white walls were small white sculptures of mythical creatures stood. Above him he noticed the ceiling had a massive, circular, stained glass skylight in the shape of a dome with strange ancient symbols carved into the rim of the mural. At the very apex of the dome surrounded by bright and beautiful colors was a picture of a smiling donkey with a stem of grapes in its muzzle just like the fountain at the main entrance.

"What does that even mean?" Adrian muttered to himself as he looked up at the light.

*BZZZZZZZ!*

"Mrs Creic will see you now," said the man behind the desk politely after the nose had rang out.

"Thank you," responded Adrian as he walked behind the man and walked toward the door.

As he approached the door he thought just what it is he would talk to this woman about. Should he go in charging and demanding answers or avoid the subject all together and gather what information he could. If this woman was in charge of the island she must be behind all of this or have some sort of pull in what is going on around here. If at nothing he knew that she should have some answers about what is going on. Adrian let out a sigh as he reached out to grab the doorknob, his hand shaking slightly for fear of what might lie beyond.

The moment he felt his skin touch the metal, he felt a strange tingle shoot up his spine and wash down his entire body. His ears started to itch wildly and he swore that he could feel them growing. He then quickly removed his hand from the knob and the itching stopped along with the odd tingling all at once. Adrian took a step back and reached up to feel his ears to find them perfectly normal, but he still felt goose bumps all over his body from the shock. Suddenly then there was a soft "click" and the knob began to turn as the door slowly opened.

A woman wearing glasses with neatly trimmed black hair kept at medium length peaked her hear from inside the room and looked at Adrian with an embarrassed smile.

"Sorry! I forgot I locked the door, Come on in!" said the woman politely as she opened the door the rest of the way.

Even with Adrian's own preferences, he had to admit the woman was beautiful. Her eyes were emerald green and shone with a bright kindness and a deep intelligence that was only enhanced by the small glasses she was wearing. She wore a long white dress that went down to her knees and walked around in bare feet that gave her a dainty, natural look. As she turned around and began to walk into the office, Adrian heard a slight tingle of metal and looked down at her left leg were two golden bands were wrapped around her ankle.

The inside of the office was a strange change from the neat and modern style of outside. Long flowing white drapes criss-crossed the ceiling and attached to different parts of the room like a circus tent that easily let the light in. As the door shut slowly behind him, Adrian suddenly heard the sound of running water and looked ahead at the floor where a slowly moving stream of water was flowing in a continuous circle in the centre of the room that connected to a small pond near the back.

"Watch your step," said the woman as she gracefully leapt over the stream and walked toward the centre of the room were two small mats were set across from a table on the floor.

The woman then slowly sat down on the mat and crossed her legs; she then looked up at Adrian and smiled as she pointed to the mat directly in front of her. Adrian nodded and carefully stepped over the small stream and slowly made his way to the mat across from her.

"Quite the place you have here ma'am," said Adrian as he looked around the room and sat down.

"I like to think of it as my own little sanctuary, something to escape the hustle and bustle of the workday. Now then, I don't believe we have been properly introduced. I am Mrs. Creic, owner and manager of this fine resort; and you are?"

"Adrian Jefferson ma'am, I just got a job here recently and I was hoping you could help me with some problems I'm having in the workplace," Adrian said politely.

"Call me Mrs. Creic please and oh? Just started up recently? What a shame! I had meant to give all of the new staff members a tour of the island myself the other week, but I was quite busy during that time. I do hope you will forgive me," said Mrs Creic with a hint of innocent disappointment in her voice.

Adrian had to admit, this woman wasn't who he had expected at all. In his mind he had imagined some sort of evil witch, cackling over a bubbling cauldron and threatening to turn him into a toad. If not that, he at least expected a strict, stern businesswoman wearing a suit and high heels.

"It's alright Mrs. Creic, the person who gave us the tour was very nice, but I had something I wanted to discuss with you about how my job is done." Adrian said politely as he kept eye contact with the woman, trying to understand her body language and motions.

"Oh? By the looks of you, you seem like someone from the donkey house, so that means mostly field work. Are you not happy with where you are? If you like I can have you transferred if you like." She said kindly.

"No Miss, it isn't that, it's the..."

"Is it the other boys? Are they teasing you? That would be quite odd from that particular house; I always saw them as a brotherly and accepting type." She said suddenly cutting him off in mid-sentence.

"No, they are all quite nice to me Mrs. Creic, It's just that..."

But before he could finish she cut him off again.

"Is it the cooking? The island? The smell? Are you homesick?" she started listing continuously.

She started listing a number of other things for nearly a minute, blathering on like an overly protective mother making sure that their child was prepared for something. But as she droned on Adrian heard some things he would expect people to ask about, but other things that were outright preposterous. Yet Adrian still sat there politely, calmly listening to her list things on and on, still smiling and looking kind and cheerful. However as time went on Adrian felt his nerve's grind to a thread and he eventually snapped.

"....the bedposts? The tourists? The carnivorous..." she continued.

"THE TRANSFORMATIONS!!!" Adrian shouted as he interrupted her suddenly.

Mrs. Creic seemed shocked and taken aback by his sudden loud outburst, but her face turned back into a soft smile a moment later.

"Oh that? Well I was worried it was something a bit more serious," said Mrs. Creic without even a hint of hesitation in her voice.

"You're telling me that people turning into animals is normal around here?" said Adrian in annoyed confusion.

Mrs. Creic chuckled softly and leaned onto the table in front of them.

"It's just the way we do business here dear, saves on exporting, fuel costs and pollution. I mean honestly could you imagine how much it would cost to keep about a dozen donkeys fed and healthy on an island resort?"

"Its...it's not normal! How can you do such a thing to these people?" stammered Adrian.

"Magic." She said bluntly.

"What?" responded Adrian.

"I said Magic, Magic makes the transformation happen and makes it a willing transition. It also adds to the more "interesting" experiences some of our guests have here on the island, but you will learn about them later." Said Mrs Creic as she lifted her hand and examined her well-kept nails.

"Magic doesn't exist." Said Adrian quietly.

Mrs. Creic sighed as she leaned back and stared at Adrian intently.

"There are many things in this world or the next that mere mortals are not able to comprehend. I realize this is a lot of new information to take in, but I can assure you that there are no lingering side effects." She said calmly.

"You say that as if you are some sort of god..." said Adrian with a hint of hesitation in his voice.

Mrs. Creic chuckled at that remark and removed her glasses slowly.

"Far from it Mr. Jefferson. I am just a simple businesswoman trying to run a unique opportunity for people to experience new things."

Creic's eyes stared directly at Adrian and he felt a chill go down his spine. Gone were the kind, friendly, emerald orbs of the woman he had met only moments ago. Her eyes now showed ambition, drive, and a somewhat sinister motive that made Adrian's blood go cold.

Mrs. Creic then breathed softly onto her glasses and used her dress to clean the lenses. After she placed her glasses back on her eyes went back to normal, bright, shining and happy as if she didn't have a care in the world.

"But if you're still uncomfortable with the situation, yet you still want to work, I'll have a talk with your supervisor later today. Do you have any other questions?" she said with the same soft kindness she had spoken in earlier.

"N...no ma'am..." said Adrian hesitantly.

Mrs. Creic then smiled brightly and got up and offered Adrian her hand.

"Very good! I'm looking forward to seeing you around the island Adrian, I hope you enjoy your time here, and if there are any more problems feel free to stop by." She said with a soft, warm smile.

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*Ding!*

The elevator opened up to the main lobby of the hotel and Adrian stepped out into the lavishly decorated main area. He was still shaken by what had just occurred, he had no idea just who or what that woman was, but he knew that she was someone not to be trifled with. Yet at the same time he had noticed she never lied, her eyes never wavered when she spoke and nothing in her body language suggested otherwise. Perhaps this was simply a new experience for people to try a new lease on life. Adrian sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose as he exited the hotel.

"What have I gotten myself into..." he thought to himself before he glanced at the crossroads in front of the hotel.

Much like the main entrance, the paths were all marked with different colored flowers and statues. In the centre stood a statue of a smiling mermaid waving her hand to those who had approached from the main entrance. Adrian stood there for a brief moment, glancing at all of the separate paths before him and lost deeply in thought.

He could always quit and leave, forget everything he had seen on this island and hop on the next boat out of there. But he would also be losing out on a major pay check that he had been banking on for a while and there would be little opportunity back home for him to make a living. Also he had to admit, deep down he was curious about this islands "magic" as Ceric had spoken of. Something that would allow people free transformation into animals couldn't be its only possible capability, if he could learn more he could live the life of luxury for the rest of his life.

Then suddenly in the distance Adrian then heard the sound of splashing water and smelled the distinct scent of chlorine on the wind coming from the path to the left.

"Dexter...." He muttered to himself.

Adrian was still not quite sure why it is he could smell things so much more clearly even with the smell and sounds of the sea all around them, yet he could still pick up on distinct things if they were nearby. Adrian let out a sigh and went down the left path, glancing at the flowers and well-manicured plants. Perhaps it might not be as bad as he thought...it would be best to exercise some caution around here, but there would be much more too loose if he didn't take a chance on this place. There was nothing really worth gaining if there wasn't a little risk involved he thought to himself as he approached a large fenced off area.

Adrian peeked his head over the ivy covered fence to see a crowd of people that were gathered around one of three massive pools, there were also people sunbathing and small groups soaking in one of the several hot tubs that dotted the area.

"Must be the guest area..." he mumbled to himself as he continued onward until he hit a dirt path that lead to a sign marked "Employee's only". Adrian then went down the path and opened up the gate to find a much smaller, but still quite well kept pool area where a large group of his co-workers from his house and others where swimming and relaxing.

"CANNONBALL!!!" Shouted someone from atop the diving board.

Adrian looked up to see the shadow of a muscular man leap from the board and curl himself into a ball before he crashed into the water, sending a massive wave everywhere. A few of the nearby sunbathing girls screamed and shouted as some of them had gotten soaked and a few other masculine looking boys laughed from the poolside as the large man swam to the pool side. Adrian chuckled at the sight, but then he saw a hand waving at him from across the pool.

As Adrian approached, he noticed how Dexter had changed back into his more "comfortable" form, as he lay on the towel he had brought on a lounge chair. When Adrian got within a few feet of him, he suddenly looked down at his hooves and gasped before he closed his eyes and attempted to will them away.

"Don't bother," said Adrian dismissively as he raised his hand.

Dexter then opened his eyes and looked up at Adrian with a confused look.

"Ya sure?" said Dexter as his long ears shifted slightly and he tilted his head.

"Yea...it's still something I have to get used to, but if it makes you comfortable then go ahead."

Adrian then pulled up a white lounge chair next to Dexter and laid down on it and looked up at the clear blue sky.

"So how'd it go," said Dexter casually as he looked over at Adrian who appeared to be deep in thought.

"Interesting...to say the least..." said Adrian with a bit of exasperation in his voice.

"She give you the "death stare"?" said Dexter with a slight chuckle.

Adrian nodded as he closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.

Dexter let out a single loud "HA!" before he started to grin and chuckle.

"Yea...Mrs. C can be a bit scary at times, but she's a good boss. I mean without her we wouldn't have a job and I wouldn't be able to enjoy myself like this!" said Dexter with a hint of cockiness in his voice.

Dexter then folded his legs and his hooves struck against each other with a soft clop. Adrian groaned slightly and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I still don't get why you like it that much..." said Adrian dismissively.

"You could always give it a try yourself you know, you might like it," said Dexter almost seductively.

Adrian then opened one eye and glared at Dexter.

"No thanks, I'd rather not." He said before shutting his eyes.

Dexter smiled as he leaned back and looked skyward.

"I'm sure you will learn to love it like the most of us, there can be surprising benefits that you didn't even imagine at a first glance." Said Dexter softly as he reached down and softly re-adjusted his groin through his shorts.

"I have noticed my sense of smell is better..." said Adrian softly as he leaned back in his chair.

"Yea, that seems to be the general thing with everyone. Each house gets their own little benefit from what I've seen and been told. Take a look over at those three over there for example."

Adrian then opened his eyes and looked over at the group of jocks that he had noticed earlier. Each one of them was fairly large in their own right, but they didn't have the muscle definition that the boys in his house had. They each had a tan, almost olive complexion and dark hair, suggesting Italian heritage. Each of them was also dressed in a tightly fitting speedo, which only accentuated their size even more and displayed a proud bludge at the front of the pouch.

"Minotaur house, kind of the stock standard jocks of this place but they are a really nice bunch. Their thing is that they gain muscle at an almost crazy rate and I've seen some that could bench press over two hundred pounds without breaking a sweat," said Dexter with a slight hint of jealousy.

"Minotaur? Does that mean..." muttered Adrian.

"Yep, during shifts they are full blown bulls, just like in the old legends. They tend to run security and ride repair mostly, you know, heavy lifting stuff. Although if you payed attention during the orientation you would know that," said Dexter with a slight smirk.

"You would think saying "you will transform into animals" would have been something that would have caught my attention." Adrian let out another soft sigh as he glanced over at a group of boys sunbathing in some chairs a few feet away.

"What about them," Adrian said as he pointed over to the small group.

"Hmmm...they look like they are from the Satyr, or a mixed house. They tend to be a bit skinny but with some definition and curly hair. As for what they do...well... trust me, if you thought the little show we had in the barn was a surprise. Those guys apparently have some sort of "introductory orgy" before they are thrown into the kitchen and wait staff." said Dexter with a lustful grin.

"Lucky bastards...." He then muttered.

"Wait...so are you?" said Adrian with slight hesitation.

"Gay? You know you can be pretty observant, yet clueless at times you know that? Have you payed no attention in the locker room buddy?" said Dexter as he turned to face Adrian with a smile.

"Wait, so that would mean that everyone there is?"

Dexter let out a loud laugh that was mixed with a bray.

"Heh, no but a good portion of us tend to wind up in the donk house. We are a pretty open minded bunch though, so don't be afraid of hiding it." Dexter responded before he rolled onto his stomach and let out a soft sigh as the rays of the sun began to bake down on him.

"Well I suppose that's a relief I guess..." said Adrian before he let out another sigh and looked over at Dexter's black tasselled tail that lay at his side, swishing slightly in a steady rhythm.

"Trust me, I know you're hesitant about this stuff, but throw out that fear about that one thing and this place is really great. I'm sure you will learn to like it, and maybe even embrace the lifestyle." Said Dexter before his tail lifted up into the air and flicked playfully.

Adrian gulped and turned away and looked skyward, trying to hide his bushing face. Dexter looked up from where he was laying and smiled as Adrian seemed to be squirming in his seat. He even began to notice a slight tan fur began to grow along the edges of his slowly growing ears and smiled.