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Texas Hoof 'em

By Hawkin Ohara

DISCLAIMER: This story contains strong scenes of M/M sex, forced animal transformation and heavy influences of smoking and gambling. If this does not interest you or you feel offended by this content, please close the file and look around for something you enjoy. If this is your sort of story, please sit back and enjoy the story.

"Man this place is nothin' like I thought"

Xaie groaned, lifting the tarnished tankard to his lips and taking a deep swig and savouring the bitter ale.

He had decided to take a trip abroad to the States to get away from his dull day job and life, thinking of the wide-open planes, serene starry night and the handsome ranch hands rearing their horses and cattle. Instead he had been treated to an arid desert where the only animals were donkeys and the only place you could get a decent drink was a dumpy old bar in the middle of nowhere.

He choked slightly, setting the empty tankard back onto the bar.

"Not like I can get fresh air in this place anyway" he thought cooly, trying to stifle a further coughing fit through the haze of cigar smoke and dry, dusty air that filled the dingy bar.

He glanced coldly around, his eyes taking in the lingering haze of musky cigar smoke that veiled the few patrons gathered at tables whilst dim, flickering lights cast a faint golden glow over several secluded booths.

Xaie's eyes fell on the nearest booth.

Three burly men occupied the musty seats, swigging glasses of deep amber liquid and smoking a pack of long, fat cigars. He eyed up the men with interest, feeling a blush rise in his cheeks as he glanced at the men's exposed muscled arms as they stretched in the heat, one of them leaning back and exposing his bare, hairy chest beneath his open denim jacket.

As he stared, the largest of the men suddenly glanced up, his dark eyes locking with Xaie's.

The man was thick set with muscle, he was sporting a thick full beard and long, dark hair that was obscured by a Stetson pulled low across his brow. His eyes seemed to blaze as he seemed to assess Xaie, raising an eyebrow curiously.

Xaie gulped and turned quickly back to the bar.

"A...Another ale please" he muttered quickly to the barman, his eyes flitting wildly about.

He didn't dare look back at the men, drumming his fingers on the bar whilst the barman set another tankard in front of him.

"Thanks" he muttered, seizing the tankard and taking a long gulp.

"Put that on mah tab Trist" came a low, deep voice from right behind Xaie.

Xaie choked, spraying ale across the bar.

Spluttering slightly, he turned slowly in his seat to look up into the dark eyes of the large, burly stranger.

There was an awkward pause as they stared at each other before the man's calculating look was replaced with a cocky grin.

"Ya'll alright bud?" he asked, pulling out the barstool next to Xaie and sitting down

"N'ther round s'well Trist" he added to the barman who nodded.

Xaie's blush deepened as the man settled next to him, his eyes fixed on his beer.

"T..Thanks for the drink" he mumbled quietly.

The barman returned and slid a glass of dark, strong scented amber liquid to the man.

"Mah pleasure" the man replied nodding a thanks to the barman, "Nice ta see a new face round here"

He grabbed the glass and threw the musky liquid back with ease before taking a long drag on his cigar.

Xaie took in his muscular build through his tight shirt and jeans and his thick hairy arms as he blew out a long plume.

"So, what brings ya out here" the man asked, his deep voice filled with a deep southern drawl that made Xaie swoon slightly.

His face the colour of the setting sun, he stuttered so badly he wasn't sure if the man could understand him.

"I..I'm j..just here o...on h...holiday"

The man cocked his head slightly, biting the cigar between his teeth.

"Not really much of a resort round here bud"

Xaie smiled, relaxing slightly as he sipped his ale.

"Yeah, didn't really imagine how barren it would be"

The man chuckled and tapped the bar for another drink.

"Heh yeah, nothin' but tumbleweed and jackasses 'round here" he grinned, rolling the cigar between his lips. "Ya gotta name son?"

Xaie lowered his tankard.

"X..Xaie" he stuttered, feeling slightly apprehensive.

"Nice meetin' ya Xaie, ah'm Jackson"

He held out his hand and Xaie shook it, quivering under Jackson's firm grip.

Jackson threw back his drink and got up from the bar.

"Well Xaie" he smiled, puffing the cigar, "Mah friends and I were wandrin' if you'd like ta join us"

He gestured over to the booth where the two other men were watching them, wearing identical grins.

Xaie gulped, the feeling of apprehensive growing and draining most of his drink as a distraction.

Jackson smiled and threw and arm around Xaie's shoulder's, pulling him close against him so he felt Jackson's firm muscles press against his own slimmer frame.

"C'mon bud, it's just a game a' cards and some drinks" Jackson added with a wink.

Xaie blushed scarlet, his nostrils suddenly filled with a deep earthy musk.

His cock gave a sudden throb in his jeans.

"I...I dunno...I" he stuttered looking anywhere but at Jackson, trying to cover himself as his jeans bulged.

Jackson leaned in, Xaie felt his warm, smoky breath inches from his ear.

"Trust me bud" he said softly, "Me 'n the guys'll show how we play here in the south"

Xaie's knees trembled, feeling his resolve fading, "I..I...O...Okay"

Jackson's grin widened.

"Great, c'mon and meet the guys"

With a quick motion, he pulled Xaie from his stool and marched him across the bar to secluded booth.

"Hey guys, say hi to Xaie" Jackson grinned, thrusting Xaie down into a seat before sitting down next to him, trapping him in the booth.

Xaie felt himself redden, sandwiched between Jackson and his dark-skinned friend, the sudden overwhelming scent of cigars and manly pheromones was sending his mind into overdrive.

"H..Hi" he mumbled quietly, raising a hand and feeling rather unsettled by the odd grins from Jackson's friends.

The man sitting across from him raised his tankard, Xaie took in his bare chest under a torn plaid shirt and shoulder length, dirty blonde hair and stubbly beard.

"Hiya Xaie, names Noah 'n the guy Jack's crushin' ya against is Dylan"

The man next to him let out a long plume of smoke, giving Noah a grimace.

Dylan was a thick set man with ebony skin and piercing green eyes, his short black hair was shaved into what could only be a Mohawk when fully grown.

"Ah can introduce mahself just fine Noah" Dylan grunted.

He looked down at Xaie, his expression softening back to that eager grin, a thick cigar wiggling between his teeth.

"So Xaie, Jacky says ya gonna play some cards with us, ever played"

Xaie coughed, Dylan's smoke pouring down into his face.

"Well I...I don't really know how to play" Xaie responded.

The three men laughed.

"Now that's what ah wanted ta hear bud" Jackson grinned, "C'mon boys, let's find somewhere more private"

He got to his feet and looked over at the barman.

"Trist!" he called loudly across the bar, "Ah'm takin' the back room for me and mah boys, can ya bring us a round b'fore we begin"

The barman gave a sharp nod before setting down his cloth to pour the drinks.

Xaie got to his feet as both Dylan and Noah rose and strode towards a door in a dark corner of the bar.

"C'mon Bud" Jackson smiled, giving Xaie a sly wink, "Let's play some cards".

Gripping Xaie's shoulder in that vice-like grip, Jackson steered the bemused youth away from the booth and across the bar.

"Eh Jacky, gotcha self a new one" a wispy haired old man muttered as they passed.

"Sure do Diggs" he grinned, giving Xaie an affectionate shake, "gonna play a few rounds with mah new friend here"

The man called Diggs looked Xaie up and down, Xaie could see his eyes were slightly unfocussed and a strong smell of stale whiskey lingered about him.

"Well matey" he wheezed, "don't go bettin' more than ya..."

"Nice seen' ya Diggs!"

Jackson hurriedly steered Xaie away before the old man could finish his sentence.

"Good ol' man Diggs" Jackson smiled, "but a bit of a barmy ol' coot"

Xaie looked back over his shoulder and saw Diggs' gaze following him as he was lead to the side door that Noah held open for them.

? ? ? ?

Xaie felt a slight breeze as the passed into the side room and his eyes narrowed at the slight darkness that permeated the new room.

In the gloom, he could see that the room was smaller than the main bar and he guessed that it may have once been some kind of stable as several large sets of bridles and horseshoes hung along one wall and the room had the lingering scent of hay and animals.

A large circular table was positioned in the centre of the room at which Dylan was already sat, shuffling a deck of cards.

Jackson marched Xaie over to the table and pulled the chair next to Dylan.

"Righto Dylan, get Xaie up on the rules while ah get the chips"

Xaie sat himself down as Jackson gave him a pat on the back before heading over to a cabinet.

Dylan puffed the smouldering stub of his cigar, the earthy musk mingling with the rooms barn like odour.

With a grunt, he removed the stub and stamped it out into an ashtray beside him.

"Right then," he grumbled, dealing out two cards each to himself, Xaie and Noah who had thrown himself into the chair on Xaie's other side.

"The games Texas Hold 'em" Dyan continued, "Ahm gonna show ya the rules quick and then we'll play a round to show ya got it."

Xaie was silent through most of Dylan's explanations and was able to understand the basic rules of the game, the different hands and terms and the betting processes despite Noah's frequent additions which only seemed to aggravate Dylan.

The three of them played a few friendly hands and Xaie felt more confident as each round passed although Noah still felt it necessary to interject, leaning over to glance at his cards and make risky suggestions.

During one particular interjection Dylan lost his composure and began arguing with Noah, granting Xaie a moment to look across the room to watch Jackson, who had his back to them and was spending an unusually long time sorting the chips.

"LOOK AH ACTUALLY WANNA PLAY TONIGHT YOU DAMN JACKASS" Dylan roared across the table.

Xaie was feeling like he was caught between two bulls with horns locked as both men stood up, their thick muscular arms planted on the table as they stared daggers at each other.

"WELL YA'LL BETTER HOPE I GET SHIT CARDS THEN" Noah fired back, "CAUSE AH WANNA SEE YOU GET DOWN AND..."

At that moment there was a loud crash as Jackson slammed a large metal case onto the table.

"WILL YA'LL BOTH SHUT YA YAPS!"

Jacksons booming yell echoed loudly around the small room and both Dylan and Noah fell silent and dropped back into their seats.

Xaie's eyes were wide with shock as he gazed up at Jackson who's thunderous face flew between the two other men.

"Ya'll better calm down else ya'll forfeit the game right now" Jackson grunted, sitting himself down in the only available chair, directly opposite Xaie.

Both Dylan and Noah suddenly looked uneasy.

"Ah'm sorry Jack" Noah mumbled, scratching his stubble, "An'ta you to Dill, got a bit carried away"

Dylan shifted on his seat, glancing back at Noah.

"Ah'm sorry too," he responded, "And ta you to Xaie, bet we look like a buncha rednecks"

Xaie shook his head wildly, trying to distract the attention away from him but the mood seemed to lighten as Jackson's expression softened and the door opened, revealing the barman carrying a tray of drinks.

"All's a good'n then" Jackson smiled before looking up at the barman, "Thanks for that Trist, mah tab again"

Trist gave Jackson a rather cool look.

"Ah'll be calling in your tab right soon Jack" he said sternly, "Ya'll got a mighty big charge comin' unless ah see some payment soon."

Jackson's smile widened.

"Ah think we can come to an agreement Trist, ya'll know ah'm good for it, plus if ya want ah'll give ya one of mah jackass' for a week to help ya with ya next delivery, will that do?"

His eyes moved to Xaie as he said this, giving Xaie an odd feeling of foreboding.

Trist gave a grunt, looking around the table.

"Fine, but ah want one of ya regulars, not a fresh colt"

Jackson chuckled as Noah and Dylan shot identical grins across the table.

"Fine by me Trist" Jackson smiled holding out his hand to the barman, "Now we're about to start, can ya make sure we ain't disturbed."

Trist shook Jackson's hand and gave a satisfied nod before leaving the room, closing the door behind them before the scraping noise of a lock could be heard.

Xaie raised a concerned eyebrow but the other three looked unconcerned as Jackson opened the case and began to dish out various poker chips to each player.

Despite not ever playing poker, Xaie's brow furrowed as he was passed a stack of chips, all of which were bright red and contained an embossed image of a human ear.

The next stack was almost the same, bright blue but with the image of what could only be described as a pair of human ass cheeks.

"I've never seen chips like these" he said, lifting an orange chip with the image of a man with an open mouth and a large speech bubble.

Jackson smiled, watching Xaie look between the various coloured chips.

"Well they're an old set" he grinned, now passing out black chips, "an they've done us many games and bought much...." His grin widened "...pleasure."

Both Dylan and Noah smiled across the table at these words.

Xaie however had just been handed the stack of black chips and was staring at them with his cheeks reddening as each of them was embossed with the image of a large erect cock and balls.

Dylan smirked as he lit a new cigar.

"See somethin' ya like Xaie"

Xaie spluttered incoherently and fumbled the chip he was holding before instinctively reached for the tankard of ale Trist had left him.

Finally Jackson sat back having separated ten different stacks, each with ten chips between the four men, each a different colour and depicting a strange image of a human body part. Xaie counted a head, an ear, an ass, a hand, a foot, a pair of legs, a face with a speech bubble, a head with spiky hair, a male torso with chest hair and male genitals.

His eyes flicked between each coloured stack with confusion and interest at who could have produced such a strange set of chips and why they were made in the first place.

Jackson clapped his hands together, a look of excitement spreading across his face.

"Right then fella's" he smiled, "before we begin let's get the formalities done"

He reached and arm across the table and placed his hand on top of the deck at the centre.

Dylan and Noah both sighed and nodded before they both reached an arm across and placed a hand on top of Jackson's.

Xaie looked confused.

"Don't worry bud" Jackson smiled, "it's just a little bond between us all for a fair game"

Dylan and Noah both grinned and nodded, gesturing to Xaie to join them.

That similar feeling of foreboding enveloped Xaie again, a sense that the three of them were hiding something from him.

"Don't be afraid bud" Noah grinned, "Its only between us"

Xaie chuckled nervously before slowly reaching out his hand and placing on top of Noah's.

As soon as he had, Jackson quickly placed his free hand on top, trapping it there.

"Righto let's begin" Jackson said cheerfully before clearing his throat, "Do ya'll here agree to play a fair game, to honour the rules and understand that to cheat means to immediately lose your stakes in the game"

"Ah do" said Dylan, Noah and Jackson together.

Xaie blushed as they all looked over and nodded encouragingly.

Feeling foolish, Xaie smiled back and stammered "I...I do"

Jackson smirked and continued.

"Do ya'll agree to see the game through to the end, to stay sat at this table 'til ya'll have played ya last chip"

"I do" the four men repeated.

"N' finally" Jackson added, "do ya'll agree that at endgame, ya'll will pay what is due to the victor, for winner takes all"

"Ah do" replied Noah and Dylan, with Jackson echoing his own response.

Xaie hesitated again.

"Repay what is owed" he thought.

They hadn't discussed money or any kind or recompense, what were they even betting with the chips?

"I...I" he stammered, trying to buy time as his mind raced with countless possibilities.

Jackson stared at him, the smile still plastered across his face.

"Don't worry bud" he said calmly, "It's all worth it, trust me"

Xaie stared back at him, the deep eyes seemed to calm him.

"I...I do" he muttered.

As soon as he said it, he felt a warmth in his hand, a pulse that seemed to pass through his hand from Jackson's and on down into Noah's, as though binding their promise.

Xaie was about to open his mouth, to speak out when suddenly Jackson released his hand, clapping his own together again and dragging the deck of cards before him.

"Let's begin then" he smiled, shuffling the cards and dealing two to each player, "ya'll place ya blinds"

He nodded at Dylan and Xaie.

"All chips are equal and there be no wilds at this table" he added.

Dylan and Noah nodded.

Dylan looked at his chip stacks for a moment before tossing a light blue chip into the centre of the table.

"One tail" he grumbled, before looking at Xaie, "Ya'll need to put in two for the blind."

Xaie looked over his chips, staring at the light blue chips with human asses on them.

"Tails" he thought, turning the chip in his hand revealing a duplicate image on the other side.

"While we're still young bud" Jackson called and Xaie started.

"Errrmmm" he mumbled before grabbing two red chips and tossing them next to Dylan's.

"Two errr...ears" he added.

Jackson nodded and turned to Noah who had his tongue between his teeth, gazing at his cards.

"Check" he mumbled, tapping a finger to the table.

Jackson grinned, "Not starting out risky Noah" he chuckled, seizing two black chips from his stack and tossing them onto the table.

"Raise Two cocks" he added, looking around at Dylan who was contemplating his cards, his cigar smouldering between his lips.

"Fold" he muttered, tossing his cards into the table, "Ain't got jack shit"

"Ya'll have jack something soon" Noah smiled and Dylan scowled.

"Xaie?" Jackson prompted.

Xaie looked down at his cards, he was holding a pair of threes.

"A good start" he thought, trying to keep a straight face as Dylan had instructed.

He picked up a pair of black cock chips and tossed them into the centre.

"I'll see your bet" he said calmly.

Noah's eyes widened and he bit his lip.

"Well shucks" he mumbled before grabbing a red and light blue chip and tossing them in, "Ah'm in, ear n' tail."

Jackson gave a satisfied grunt before setting out the three card flop.

Two queens, clubs and diamonds and a four of spades.

Xaie felt a sinking in his heart.

"C...Check" he stuttered.

"Check" repeated Noah, glancing between Xaie and Jackson.

Jackson glanced between them and grinned.

"Alright Ah'll bite, Check" he added before setting down the fourth card.

Queen of Hearts.

Xaie felt his heart rising, he had a Full House.

Trying to keep his face straight, he grabbed a further two red pieces and tossed them on the pile.

"Two ears" he said.

"FOLD"

Noah chucked his cards on the table.

"I ain't losin' more on a bad first hand" he grumbled, crossing his arms sourly.

There was a clatter and Xaie looked around to see two more black chips joining the pile.

"I'll see ya bud" Jackson smiled.

He flipped the fifth car to complete the river.

Two of Clubs.

Xaie felt a swooping feeling of joy filling his chest.

Jackson smirked.

"Feelin' lucky bud" he grinned.

Xaie said nothing but placed in his remaining six red ear tiles.

"I'm all ears" he grinned.

Dylan and Noah suddenly exchanged a strange look before turning as one to face Jackson who was wearing an odd expression.

"Ya'll will be" he smiled, placing six of his own red chips in, "Call!"

The two men gazed at each other across the table, each grinning at the other as Xaie laid down his cards.

"Full house, queens and threes"

He heard a sharp intake of breath from Noah who turned to look at Jackson who's smile had not faltered.

"Nice try partner" he chuckled, tipping his hat, "but not good enough"

He lowered his cards to the table and they all leaned in.

Ace and a Queen of Spades.

Xaie felt the happiness pour out of his chest as his face fell.

"Four of a Kind" Jackson smiled, "In Queen's, which beats a Full House ah'm afraid bud."

Xaie slumped back in his seat as Jackson gathered up the chips, separated his own out and began to stack the rest back into the box.

"Nice try" he smiled, closing the lid again, "but maybe best not ta bet too much too quick in this game."

Xaie was going to ask why he was putting the spent chips away but as he was about to speak he noticed both Dylan and Noah grunting and shifting awkwardly in their seats.

"Gahh Fuck" Dylan groaned, smoke pouring from his lips as he reached below the table and Xaie heard the unmistakable sound of a belt being unbuckled and a fly being undone.

"What are you doing?" Xaie asked wildly as Dylan gave a slight sigh of relief.

"Just makin' mahself comfortable" Dylan grunted taking a long drag on the cigar and rising off his chair to push down his jeans slightly.

Xaie felt himself blush and his cock throb in his jeans, growing harder with each pulse.

"Damn not here" he thought madly, trying to readjust himself as discreetly as possible however with each frenzied touch, his cock seemed to pulse harder, almost like it was growing longer.

He let out a small groan, trying to stop the swelling bulge that now was pushing down the leg of his jeans.

"Fuck, was I always this big?" he thought desperately.

Beyond his throbbing cock, another strange sensation began around his ears, it was almost like they were being pinched and pulled, his hearing seemed to shift, volume fading in and out before growing crisper and clearer.

He blinked for a moment; suddenly aware he could easily hear the voices in the bar where he couldn't before.

"Woah ho ho" Dylan grinned, tapping the ash off his cigar, "All ears indeed."

"Bet he's feelin' the black en's too" Noah grinned reaching back to push the back of his jeans down slightly.

The three men stared at him as the sensations faded back, although his thick bulge did not subside.

Xaie swayed in his seat slightly, feeling slightly off balance.

"W...What happened" he murmured.

Jackson laughed, "Well bud ya bet a lot and lost, now ya paying for it"

Xaie frowned at him, he felt a strange shift on his right ear too.

Noah chuckled, "Boy is he gonna be a good en' once he's finished."

Jackson nodded, "He sure will bud."

Xaie looked between them, his head feeling strange.

"What are you..." he began, raising his hand up towards his head.

"Next Round!" called Jackson, passing the cards to Dylan.

Xaie paused, his hand in midair as Dylan shuffled and dealt out the cards.

"Yours be the small blind Xaie" Dylan puffed, smoke flowing from his lips.

Xaie looked over his chips, observing the colours and images and eventually picked up a purple chip with the image of a foot and tossing it into the centre.

"One...errr...foot"

Noah tossed in a pair of orange chips for his blind.

"Two Voices" he said, scratching his stubbly beard.

The four men looked at their cards, there was a few moments before Jackson threw in four red chips.

"Raise four ears" he smiled.

"Match" Dylan said quickly, throwing in four of his own.

Xaie glanced at his cards.

A Five of Clubs and a Two of Hearts.

"Not much here" he thought idly, "but something may crop up"

He threw in four more purple chips.

"I'll match too"

Noah looked down and scoffed.

"Well the flop better be good" he mumbled before throwing down four gold chips, "Match, Four heads"

Jackson raised his eyebrows.

"So early Noah" he smirked as Noah shrugged.

"The kid's already all ears, he's gonna see more soon anyway"

Xaie paused, feeling a sense in both ears, like they were perked and alert.

"Are they talking about me?" he thought, a hand moving up towards his head again.

"Anything further" Jackson said loudly and Xaie's hand paused again.

The men stayed silent and Dylan nodded and threw down the flop.

Four of Hearts, Two of Spades and King of Clubs.

Xaie lowered his hand and looked at the cards, he knew he had a pair but that may not be enough.

He glanced at Dylan who was contemplating his various chips.

"He said if you've got nothing, bluff or fold" he thought to himself, his eyes shifting cautiously to Jackson who was leaning back, twiddling a black chip in his fingers with a grin on his face whereas Noah appeared to be gritting his teeth.

Xaie bit his lip, contemplating his options before sighing and adding another purple chip to the centre.

"Raise a foot"

Noah glanced at Xaie before looking at his chips.

"Ah'll match a foot" he mumbled, tossing in a purple chip.

"Ah'll match with a cock" Jackson smirked, throwing the black chip onto the table.

Dylan glanced at the pot.

"Match" he mutter, placing in a light blue chip, "Tail"

Everyone nodded and Dylan threw down the fourth card.

Ace of Hearts

Xaie felt a shiver running up his spine.

"One away from a straight" he thought wildly, "Should I risk it?"

He eyed his chips cautiously before picking up his remaining purple chips.

"Raise four feet"

Noah gave him a glare, "Well look who's bettin' big balls"

"Cool ya jets Noah" Dylan groaned, stumping out his second cigar, "and match, raise or fold we ain't got all night"

Noah scowled again before grabbing four black chips and throwing them in.

"Looks like ah'm gonna get big balls, match with four cocks"

Jackson stared at his cards.

"Ah'm foldin'" he grunted tossing his cards onto the table, "not worth it this time."

Dylan tossed in four more light blue chips.

"Match, four tails"

He glanced at Xaie and Noah who nodded and Xaie felt his breath catch as Dylan laid down the river card.

Five of Spades

Xaie felt a slight relief fill him.

A five gave him Two Pair, weaker than a straight but potentially strong enough to win, if he could bluff it.

He glanced at Noah who looked like he was about to blow a fuse to Dylan who was looking rather calm.

He tapped his finger on the table.

"Check"

Noah's eyes flashed.

"Ahhhhhh I think y'all a bluffin" he sneered at Xaie before grabbing his remaining black chips, "Ah raise six cocks"

Noah grunted and slid forwards his remaining five light blue chips and one black chip.

"I'll see that, five tails and a cock"

They both turned to Xaie.

"So bud" Noah grinned, "ya gonna call or fold"

Xaie gulped slightly, he wasn't sure if they were bluffing him out but at this point it really wasn't worth backing out.

Looking at his chips, he picked up a six of the silver chips depicting a hairy male torso and placed them down.

"Call" he said firmly, "Six...errrrr"

"Bodies" Noah grinned, "and boy are you about to see yours change bud"

He laid down his cards.

"Two Pair" he grinned, "Kings and fives"

He stared at Xaie.

"C'mon boy, show us ya cards"

Xaie shivered at the leer Noah was giving him before laying down his cards.

"Two Pair" he replied, "Fives and Twos"

Noah face fell slightly.

"Ah well a tie ain't so bad" he said, reaching for the chips "Split the pot'n nothing hap..."

"Now hold ya horses Noah" Dylan objected with a sinister grin before laying down his cards.

Two Kings, Hearts and Spades

Noah's mouth fell open and Xaie groaned in disappointment.

"Three of a Kind in Kings" Dylan smiled as he reaped in the large pot of chips, "Read'em and weep jackasses"

Noah slammed a fist onto the table, almost scattering his chips while Jackson laughed and pushed the chip case over to Dylan.

"You goddamn lucky son of AWWWWWWWWWW"

Noah's voice suddenly broke into a long bestial bray and Xaie looked at him in shock.

"Noah, what the..."

Xaie's voice suddenly faltered as he watched Noah begin to frantically fumble with his belt buckle as he swore madly.

"Fuck, Fuck, FAAAAAAAAWWK"

He brayed loudly again as he succeeded finally in unbuckling his belt and he hurriedly thrust his jeans and boxers to the floor, exposing his fat erect cock to the room.

Xaie blushed and gasped as he watched Noah grunt in relief, a hand reaching for his pulsing shaft.

Dylan laughed as he finished stacking the used chips into the box.

"Time ta pay up you horny jackass"

Noah threw his head back, letting out another loud bray

"FAAAAAAAAAWWWK"

Xaie was paralysed with shock as he watched Noah pleasure himself and braying like a donkey.

"Wha...what is?" he mumbled but he fell silent again, his voice catching in his throat as watched Noah jerking his fat cock which was changing before his eyes.

With each of Noah's pleasured strokes, his shaft was swelling, growing longer and longer, the skin darkening as the foreskin was pulled back to the shafts base forming a sheath around his balls which were swelling to the size of oranges, the skin growing black and leathery.

Xaie broke his gaze from Noah's mutating cock to stare around at his fellow players, his state of shock was increased by the fact that both were grinning and watching the display eagerly.

His eyes lingered on Jackson whose ears were lengthening as he laughed at Noah, like they were being pulled up and appeared to be growing a coating of grey hair as they pushed out under his Stetson.

"J..JACKSON YOUR EARS" he cried pointing at the two long ears that were now level with the top of his head.

Jackson turned to grin at Xaie.

"Look who's talking jackass" he smiled with a nod, "you've been 'all ears' for a while."

Xaie felt a pang of horror as he recalled the feeling in his ears earlier.

He slowly reached up and gasped when he couldn't feel where his ears usually were, his hands shook as he felt higher up his head, his mouth widening in horror as he felt them.

Long, hairy and sensitive.

"N...No" he muttered, horrified as his hands gingerly felt along his long hairy donkey ears, "This cant...this cant be...."

"HAAAAAAAAAAAWW"

The loud bray caused Xaie to look around at Noah and his horror increased.

Noah was lounging back in his chair caressing what was now a thick, black donkey cock between his legs.

He was panting and snorting through a now flat nose, his mouth and nose having pushed out slightly, his light stubble thickening to a dirty blonde beard.

"That's bettaaaawww" he groaned, leaning back, still pumping his black shaft.

"Not now ya horny Jack" Dylan smirked, "I don't wanna be cleaning ya spunk off the cards"

Jackson laughed whilst Xaie just stared at the pair of them, he felt the urge to run, his feet almost ached with the need to get as far away as possible from what was happening.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL!" he screamed, leaping to his feet, "WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING AND WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!"

The three men all smirked up at him as he grabbed his ears and pulled them down to his eyes, seeing him whimper as he saw the brown fury tips.

"Well bud ya payin' ya debt" Jackson grinned, scratching behind his partially transformed ear.

Xaie looked at him blankly.

"Ya see bud," Dylan smiled, "we ain't bettin' petty cash, we're gamblin' with our humanity."

He shifted in his seat and Xaie gasped as he revealed a small nub sticking out above the waistband of his jeans he had pulled down.

Xaie mouthed silently, words failing him.

"The more we bet, the more we turn into a bunch of horny jackasses" Jackson continued, "till at the end there be only one man left, with a bunch of jacks to serve him"

Xaie trembled, the shock overwhelming his system.

"You're all fucking insane" he whimpered, slowly moving back, "you think I'm gonna be a part of this then your FUCKING WRONG!"

He yelled the last words as he turned and made to run for the door.

"AAAAAAGHHH FUCKAWWWWWWWW"

He opened his mouth in a cry that suddenly faded to a bray as he fell to the floor.

As he had tried to run, he had felt an immense cramping sensation in his feet causing his knees to buckle.

Shifting around, he let out another cry of horror as he saw his boots tearing before his eyes and watched as his toes pushed out before beginning to fuse, a thick black nail spreading across them until it hardened into what was unmistakably a pair of hooves.

"WHAT THE FAAAAAAAAAWWWK" he cried, his voice splitting again into a bray.

He panicked, feeling an intense prickling all over his body, he saw the bare skin around his new hooves darken as thick brown hair coated his mutated feet and spreading up into the remains of his boot.

A fierce itchiness also passed across his chest making his body feel like it was on fire.

Jackson stood up quickly but stayed in his place at the table.

"GET BACK AT THE TABLE YA FOOL" he yelled over Noah and Dylan's laughter, "NOW!"

Xaie gazed up fearfully, the before pulling himself around and dragging himself back to his chair and pulling himself back into his seat.

The moment he sat back down, he felt a wave of relief pass across his body.

He panted and gripped the edge of the table, looking down at his new donkey hooves as he felt what he could only assume as the changes in his body subsiding.

A scraping noise across from him told him that Jackson had resumed his seat.

There was a long, awkward pause as Noah and Dylan's laughs faded, the following silence punctuated only by Xaie's gasps and the wet slaps of Noah continuing to pleasure his donkey dick.

"Y'all can't leave" Jackson finally said causing Xaie to look up.

Jackson was frowning at him, the look on his face stern.

"Ya'll made an agreement to see this game through to the end"

Xaie whimpered and looked at Dylan who nodded.

"Ya said you would" he smirked.

Xaie felt tears fill his eyes as he looked around at Noah, who was still shamelessly pumping his dick that was now leaking copious amounts of pre.

"So I'm going to become a fucking donkey" he thought, "a fucking beast"

Dylan snorted.

"Don't cry about it" he chuckled, lighting up his third cigar, "It ain't permanent"

Xaie looked around at him, a surge of hope filling him.

"It naaaaaaawwt?"

He gasped, his hands flying up to his mouth in horror as he brayed.

"Course it ain't" Dylan guffawed, exhaling a fresh plume of smoke as Jackson and Noah both laughed, "Ya think this is our first game?".

The others chuckled, Noah braying slightly.

"The way it is bud" Jackson grinned, "If ya loose, ya serve the winner as a jackass for a whole week"

Xaie felt the hope fade slightly, "A....a week?"

The other nodded.

"Yup then ya'll turn back to the way you were before the game began" Jackson continued, "Well almost normal."

He flexed his muscular arm, the veins popping over his thick biceps.

"The work ya'll do in the week does show when ya turn back"

"But ya don't haaaaawlf miss the fun of it" Noah interrupted.

Xaie looked over at him, taking in again his altered face and huge cock.

"Like what yaaaaaaaaww see stud" Noah grinned, his teeth looking larger, "ya'll may have already started ya own daaaawwwnkey dick, didn't ya bet a few blacks already."

Xaie felt a rush in his chest, partially of fear but also of intrigue.

He remembered the odd feeling after losing his first hand and getting an unusually hard boner from it.

His eyes feel back to the large bulbous outline in his jeans, and he felt his long donkey ears perk up in eagerness as he slowly reached down and undid the button of his jean.

Shifting them down his waist, he exposed his bulging black boxers which pulsed ominously, a shiny patch of pre shimmering on the fabric.

Biting his lip, he gripped the rim of his tight boxers and lifted it.

He gave a shuddering gasp, his eyes growing wider still as he gazed down at his cock which was now thicker and longer than normal, the skin having darkened to a deep brown and the mushroom tip had flattened slightly and expanded.

Leaning around to explore his mutated cock he also realised with a rush that his foreskin had now been pulled down to midway down the shaft where the skin seemed to swell.

He gently pulled his boxers down to his knees to expose his balls, the skin appeared leathery and loose, his foreskin pooling at the base of the shaft like an equine sheath.

He reached a hand towards his alien shaft, an immense eagerness to explore his new appendage filling him.

"A'right that enough!"

Xaie paused and looked up to see Jackson batting Noah's hand away from his leaking cock.

Noah gave him a glare, "What the faaaaawk was that for?"

"Enough" he said, "ya'll can fuck around as much as ya want when ya lose"

Noah snorted, his large nostrils flaring,

"Ain't gaaaawnna be long if we keep bettin' like this" he grumbled.

Jackson ignored him as he watched Noah restack the cards and pass them round to Xaie.

"Hey bud before we begin the next round" He added, staring at Xaie who was still gazing down at his exposed cock.

"How many chips did ya'll lose"

Xaie looked up confused.

"What do you..."

"How many chips went donk!"

Jackson was looking at Xaie's chips with a curious expression.

"Check em'" he said, "They'll be on top"

Xaie leaned forwards to gaze at his chips and saw to his astonishment that some of the embossed images on the chips had changed in appearance.

Holding up one of the orange voice chips, he saw the face was no longer human, but a donkey's and the speech bubble was filled with the word "HAAAW".

"Is that one of 'em?" Jackson chuckled, "they change once they've been lost or in y'all case forfeited"

Quickly shifting through the piles, he laid four chips in front of himself.

Two orange voice chips, a black cock chip and a silver body chip.

Jackson nodded, "At least ya only lost four chips, that ain't so bad"

Noah and Dylan both nodded smiling.

"Ya can't bet with those now" Dylan added and stretched out a hand and taking the chips before adding them back to the case.

"Saaaaaaawwwy man, them's the breaks" Noah brayed, "Last man staaaaawwnding wins so don't wasteeeeeeHAAAAAAWW ya chips"

Xaie sat there, scratching his chest fiercely, the itchiness returning as he took it all in

"Ya might wanna loose the shirt too bud" Dylan smirked, "With seven of ya body tokens gone ya must be feeling the heat"

Xaie looked down.

Beyond his partially transformed cock he saw his legs were pretty much the same as normal, besides the pair of hairy dark hooves that were sticking out of his ruined boots, the fur stopping at his ankles.

He then gripped the base of his shirt and slowly lifted it.

"WHAAAAAAAWWWT"

He brayed out again and quickly yanked his jacket and shirt off, struggling slighty to pull it over his head as his long ears had folded back in shock.

Finally extricating himself, he gazed down at his bare chest which was now covered in thick brown and tanned fur spreading up from his navel to his neck and down his arms, stopping just before his wrists.

"Shucks bud" Jackson grinned, his own ears quivering with excitement, "ya'll lookin' like a fine jackass"

He watched Xaie cautiously explore his naked torso, his ears perking up as he traced his hands across his pelt.

"Well then" Jackson continued, leaning back in his seat.

"Now that ya know the full cost of the game, it ya deal now buddy."

Xaie paused in his sensual exploration, his gaze moving to the table where the deck of cards lay before him.

His eyes then drifted around the table.

"What choice do I have?" he thought, watching Noah's hands drifting back towards his leaking rod and Jackson scratching his long ears.

"It's either play..." he looked at his hooves "or bray"

He reached out slowly and picked up the deck.

"Atta boy" Jackson smiled.

Xaie shuffled the deck mutely, his hands shaking slightly as he dealt each player two cards.

There was a moments silence around the table as everyone checked their cards before Noah snorted through his enlarged nostrils.

"Well ah better get mawwww blind down" he half brayed, tossing a blue chip into the centre of the table.

"Tails for me, Jack?"

Jackson threw two red chips in, "Ahh'll do ears" he smiled with a wink at Xaie.

Dylan picked up his cards and admired them for a minute before picking up asset of blue and purple tokens and tossing them on the table.

"Raise you three tails and two feet"

"FOLD!"

The others all looked over at Xaie who hadn't even turned over the cards he had dealt himself.

"Awwww c'mon Xaie" Jackson said with a simpering expression, "Don't be like that"

"I...just had bad cards" Xaie mumbled, his ears folding back.

Noah snorted again, "Like hell ah bet Xaie, but oh well, means a tighter game"

He threw in a handful of blue and green chips, "Ah'll go with two tails and three hands"

Jackson smirked, "And Ah'll call with three bodies 'nd a couple a cocks"

The pile grew with the addition of the silver and black before the men all turned to Xaie.

"Over ta you bud" Jackson smiled, prompting Xaie to deal the flop.

The Jack of spades, the seven of hearts and the two of diamonds.

There was a moments silence as the three men contemplated their cards before Noah sneered and tossed down another handful of chips.

"Five hands and a tail! Top that!"

Jackson scratched behind his ears and pondered before throwing in another silver chip four yellow chips.

"Ah'll meet ya with a body n' manes"

Dylan snorted out a plume of smoke, "Gonna risk that precious hair a' yours HA!"

He thew in his own wager, "Cock n' five tails, deal me a good'n Xaie!"

Xaie gulped, staring at the swelling pot in the middle of the table.

He got a slight swell of anticipation at the thought of what would happen to the losers of this massive bet.

"Xaie, ya in there bhaaaawwd" Noah asked, his voice fading into a gravelly bray.

Xaie shook his head, causing his long ears to flap.

"Yeah..yeah..OK!" he stammered before placing down the fourth card

The five of clubs.

"Oh Chaaaaaaaawm on Xaie!" Noah half brayed, looking between his cards and the table.

He gritted his teeth before tossing down another two blue chips.

"Two tails!"

Jackson raised an eyebrow, "Not goin' ya way Noah?"

He sniggered before throwing down two silver chips, "Two bodies....and"

Another three black chips joined the pot.

"Raise ya three cocks!"

"OH FUCK Y'ALL JACK!" Noah yelled, throwing his cards down, "FOLD!"

Jackson began to laugh while Dylan hovered his hands over his chips,

"Wait ya turn next time Noah" he grunted before seizing some yellow and black chips.

"Call, three manes, two cocks!"

Noah folded his arms and glared sourly at Jackson who nodded to Xaie.

"Drop us the river Xaie, this gonna be a real good'n!"

Xaie drew the final card and set it down.

The Jack of Hearts

There was a snarling hissing noise, and everyone turned to stare at Noah who gazing down at the Jack with reddening face and was almost spitting in fury.

Jackson sneered at him before looking back at his cards.

"That'd been good for ya Noah?" he grinned, tossing a pair of brown chips onto the pile, "Too bad! Raise two legs"

Dylan snorted back a smoky chuckle before throwing another two black chips onto the pile.

"Call ya with two cocks "

There was a small silence, both men grinning at each other, holding their cards up and Xaie and Noah were breathless with anticipation.

"C'mhaaaaaaaawn Jack" Noah brayed, "Show us yhaaaaaaaw hand!"

Jackson smirked before he laid down he cards.

"Read 'em and weep ya'll, Full house!" he cheered, revealing a Jack of Diamonds and Seven of Clubs.

Dylan suddenly looked uncomfortable before laying his card down.

Five and Ace of Spades.

Jackson let out a bark of laughter as Dylan let out an audible grunt, his hands gripping the table as he shifted awkwardly in his seat.

"Knew ya'll were bluffin' Dill!" Jackson sneered, watching as Dylan screwed his face, the short cut mohawk suddenly becoming more prominent as long, spiky hair pushed out, tracing over his scalp and down his neck.

"Shit...Here it comes" Dylan groaned and from where he sat Xaie saw the back of Dylan's boxers beginning to tent again in the front as the black chips took effect, but there was also a new, larger bulge swelling over his ass.

Xaie stared, both in fascination and fear as the bulge pulsed, pulling the fabric tighter before there was a ripping, threads fraying.

"NGHHHHH!" Dylan moaned loudly, a wave of smoke billowing out before there was a shredding noise as the bulge finally burst and out of the man's boxers, erupted a long fleshy tail that surged into the air.

Drawing all of their eyes, they watched as black hairs surged up the length of the tail and a large back tuft formed at the ends.

Dylan let out a gasp as the tail quivered and then fell down, flopping and twitching over his chair.

Xaie stared, jaw dropped, watching Dylan reach down and stroke up the length of his newly grown tail.

"Always feels weird when it grows" he moaned, rolling the cigar between his teeth.

"Ya'd lose less bhaaawxers if y'all just pull 'em down first" Noah sniggered, pulling his own boxers down as his own tail began to push out, thick sandy brown fur growing up its length.

"Ah like the burst" Dylan replied, giving Xaie a wink who's hand suddenly went to his own backside only to realise he hadn't played any of the blue chips yet.

"Haaaaaaawnd me those cards Xaie while ah can still shuffle!" Noah groaned and held out his hand.

Xaie gathered the cards up and was about to hand the deck over when he flinched, gazing down at Noah's hand in shock.

The man's fingers seemed to be fusing before his eyes, his fore and middle fingers becoming one as were his ring and little finger.

His nails were turning black, the thick keratin spreading out of the fused digits to cap them in shiny hoof-like tips.

"C'mhaaaaaawn while ah haaaaaawve hands!" Noah reiterated, clicking his shiny nails.

"Hah teaches ya not ta bet ya greens too early" Jackson chuckled, placing the used chips back in the case whilst watching Noah took the cards and awkwardly begin to shuffle them.

Noah rolled his eyes before staring at Jackson and Dylan.

"Cough up yhaaaaaw blinds lads" he said, placing the shuffled deck before him whilst Xaie watched the others examine their chips.

Jackson threw in a black cock chip into the centre of the table followed by Dylan's two purple feet chips.

"Righty oh!" Noah grinned, beginning to deal out the cards, "Let's Play!"

Jackson, Dylan and Noah quickly picked up their cards, but Xaie left his laying there.

Jackson cocked and eyebrow and gave a sigh.

"Ya'll gonna fold again Xaie?" he asked, a slight bitterness in his voice.

Xaie nodded and pushed the cards into the centre.

"Fold" he muttered, fully aware that the others were all looking sour and disappointed.

"Y'know it's really not bhaaaaaaawd bud" Noah grinned, reaching down with his free hand and hefting up his still erect cock, "Especially when yhaaaaaaaw hung like a haaaaaawse"

Xaie back at him, an unbelieving sneer on his face.

"It's true" Dylan said, blowing out another plume, "Ya do a days work in the field, helluva workout mind ya!"

He took a long draw on the cigar and exhaled a wave straight at Xaie.

"Then y'all come home and fuck like a beast in rut" he finished, reaching down and exposing his own swollen cock, it was not quite like Noah's, still human in appearance although the skin was darker, the mushroom tip slightly flatter and the length and girth were much larger than the average humans.

He slapped the thick shaft tantalisingly in his palm and winked at Xaie as Noah let out a play.

"HEY NO FAIREEEEHAAAAAAAW!" he brayed, "If ah can't jerk it neither can y'all!"

Dylan snorted and Jackson leaned forwards.

"It ain't gonna be fun if all ya do is fold Xaie" he said kindly, "Play along with us, ya never know.."

He leaned back and exposed his own swollen cock; the throbbing shaft was still looked human but seemed slightly longer and thicker than a human's but was just as aroused as his friend's.

"Y'all might actually enjoy yourself" he finished with a wink.

Xaie blushed madly and averted his eyes, staring down at his own partially changed, erect cock still hanging free from his boxers.

It was only now he realised that he was near enough naked, with only his jeans and boxers bunched around his knees. He couldn't deny his obvious arousal at being in a room where three hunky men were all stroking their cocks before him and seemed to be willing to take it further.

His cock gave a throb.

He looked around at the other men, seeing them all grinning at him, two of them with partial muzzles.

The fact that they were all turning into braying jackasses was not bothering them in the slightest, they were embracing it. And now that the shock had worn off, he couldn't help feeling curious about how it was to grow a tail, having seen Dylan's burst out.

But at the same time he didn't want to lose his humanity and just end up a braying beast, even if it was just for a week.

Then again if he won...

Images flashed though his mind as fantasies rolled like film.

The three men on their knees before him, long donkey ears high up, thick cocks in their hands.

All ready to service him as their master.

"HEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Xaie slapped his hands back over his mouth as he brayed out, his face reddening in embarrassment.

Dylan, Jackson and Noah fell back laughing.

"See yhaaaaaaaaw just like us Jhaaaaaawkass" Noah brayed, giving Xaie a wink.

Xaie smirked and ran his fingers up his furry chest; looking at each of the men as he considered his options. Then he sighed before kicking off his ruined boots, tugging off his jeans and pulling up his boxers to cover his throbbing erection.

"Haaaaaaaawlright" he brayed, wincing at the sound he made, "I'll play along"

All three men let out a cheer, grabbing their tankards.

"That's the spirit" Noah cheered, taking a swig of beer before staring down at his cards. "Anyway game Haaaaawn!"

He pushed a set of chips forwards.

"Raise two tails n' three voices"

Jackson stared down at his cards.

"Ah'll see that action" he smiled, throwing a handful of his own black and brown chips into the pot.

"Three cocks 'nd a couple a legs, y'all up Dill"

Dylan was fingering his cigar, his eyes narrowed.

"Y'know what, yeah ah will" he said slowly, tossing a set of blue, black and purple chips into the mix.

"Call! Two cocks n' feet and mah last tail"

Noah nodded and then laid down the flop.

The Queen of Hearts, the Three of Diamonds and the Five of Clubs

Xaie watched them all stare at each other, as if determined to find a tell.

Jackson pursed his lips.

"Ah'll try mah luck" he said, adding a stack of red chips, "Three ears"

Dylan glanced at Jackson before throwing a black chip and a few silver chips in.

"A cock n' two bodies"

Noah was fingering a few of his chips in his three fingered hands.

"Haaaawlright....mah last two hands and mah last tail"

He tossed the green and blue chips onto the pile.

"Next up!" he added with a flourish, throwing down the third card.

The Ten of Diamonds.

Jackson shook his head.

"Nah, can't make a good'n" he moaned, tossing his cards in, "Ah fold"

Dylan sneered.

"Can't handle the heat Jack" he chuckled, throwing in five silver chips. "Ah raise five bodies"

Noah's jaw fell open.

"Ah don't care if y'all bluffin' Dill, ah ain't got the chips ta spare"

He threw his cards in.

"Ah'm out too!"

Dylan let out a deep laugh, pulling the chips and the case towards him as Jackson pulled the deck towards him

Xaie looked confused as Jackson picked up Dylan's cards and placed them in the deck without looking at the.

"Don't you show what you would have had?" he asked quizzically, watching Dylan stack the used chips back into the case.

"Nah" Dylan grinned, whisps of smoke escaping from his teeth, "That's for me ta know and y'all to figure out, these guys failed'n look at 'em now"

Xaie turned his attention back to Noah and Jackson who were both squirming in their seats.

Noah was staring at his hands and Xaie watched as brown fur sprouted and consumed his skin, his fingers finishing their transformation into three thick digits capped with shiny, hoof like caps.

Dusty blonde hairs sprouting over both hands, the soft hairs stopping at his wrists, making it look like he was wearing a strange set of hairy gloves.

At the same time Xaie saw the partially grown tail push out longer, fur thickening over the ropey appendage as it reached full length and a large black tassel formed at the end.

"Nghhaaaaaaaaw HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAW" Noah brayed, clutching this throat as the last of his changes settled.

Jackson sneered at the braying man, pumping his cock openly as it swelled before Xaie's eyes, growing longer and thicker, mottled patches appearing on the skin and the tip flattening slightly.

"That's why ah don't play mah orange ones too soon" Jackson winked across the table at Xaie, "Brayin's murder on the throat while ya still human."

"Fhaaaaaaaawk you Jackson" Noah brayed with a snort out of his swollen nose, "Don't listen to heeeeeeeeeeem Xaie, its haaaaaaawll part of the experheeeeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAAAAWnce!"

Xaie raised an eyebrow sceptically at Noah, privately agreeing with Jackson that he preferred not to lose his voice.

Jackson merely shook his head as he picked up the deck and there was an odd popping noise.

"Awwww man" Jackson moaned shaking, his ears flapping as they stretched out longer, "Need to take off mah jeans before they burst"

Xaie heard the shifting of fabric, followed by the thunk as the man's metal belt hit the wooden floor.

"Legs shifted a bit" Jackson clarified, "Only a couple of chips bit its enough for mah jeans to split a bit, besides all of y'all are hangin' free so why not join the club"

He gave Xaie another wink, shuffling the cards, causing him to blush again and his throbbing cock to pulse in his tight boxers.

"Blinds please boys" Jackon announced.

Xaie felt a pang in his stomach, knowing that he had no choice this time but to give up his chips.

His eyes flicking to both Noah and Dylan's tails, he got a strange sense of curiosity on how it would feel to grow one himself.

Slowly, he reached forward and tossed a pair of blue chips onto the pile.

"Two tails" he announced, reading the smiles on the others faces whilst Dylan threw in a yellow chip.

"Ah'll go for a mane" he said with a puff of smoke.

Jackson nodded and then dealt out the cards.

For the first time since he had discovered his changed, Xaie reached out and took up his cards.

His ears quivered.

Two Queens, Spades and Clubs

Trying to hide his relief an excitement, Xaie's eyes went to Noah, who would be first to bet.

He was casually chewing on his thick lips.

"I'll take a riheeeeeeeeeesk" he half brayed, throwing gold and yellow chips into the pot. "Let's go with theeeeeeeeehaaaaaaawww heads and two manes"

Jackson nodded as the focus moved to him and he tossed in a stack of purple chips.

"Ah'll see y'all with feet"

Turning to Dylan, Xaie saw his eyes were flicking rapidly between his remaining chips and his hand, whisps of smoke streaming from his nostrils.

"Ah'll roll with five bodies" Noah puffed, tossing in five shiny, silver chips

Eyes around the table moved to Xaie who tried to keep his face straight as he pushed a stack of yellow chips into the pot.

"I'll match with manes"

Jackson's smile widened at Xaie's involvement, he then dropped the flop, and all four men leaned in.

The Queen of Hearts, the Six of Diamonds and the Ten of Clubs

Xaie's heart began to race, he had Three of a Kind.

He was struggling to not to let is show, especially when his new ears were trembling, standing erect over his head.

"Ah'm raisin' eight!" Dylan called and Xaie was momentarily distracted by the puffing man, watching him thrust a coloured stack forward, "Six manes, a body and my last tail!"

Xaie felt a sudden disquiet.

That was a heavy bet.

His eyes narrowed as he analysed Dylan as he reached up to examine his smouldering cigar which had almost burned down to the nub again.

"Is he bluffing" Xaie thought, thinking how he had led the charge in the previous hand to win.

Then he inwardly smirked.

"But I know I've got a damn good hand" he thought, pushing forwards his remaining blue chips.

"I'll match with all my tails!" Xaie added, unable to keep the grin off his face.

Dylan looked around and raised an eyebrow.

"Bold move Xaie" he sneered, "Ah hope y'all are ready ta raise that ass when ya lose!"

"Easy lads" Noah interjected, "Me to play now and ah think y'all are full of it so I'm gonna be all ears"

A stack of red chips joined the growing pile.

Jackson was grinning around at the other men

"Y'all are turning this into a pissing contest" he chuckled, shoving forwards a large stack of brown chips, "And Y'all be pissing yourselves when these changes hit ya! Eight legs!"

The atmosphere was become jovial and tense, each man looking at the others before Jackson dropped the fourth card.

The Nine of Hearts

Xaie thought he saw Dylan's smile falter slightly, his bit on the cigar seemed to have gotten tighter.

"Not whaaaaaawt you wanted?" Xaie asked jokingly, ignoring the fact he had let out a little bray.

Dylan sneered back at him.

"That what ya think newbie!" he replied before shoving and entire stack of brown chips forward, "Ah bet my legs on it, Raise Ten!"

The unease grew in Xaie.

"He's bluffing...right?" he thought, looking at the enormous pot at the centre of the table.

Whoever lost this one would lose a lot more than the round.

But if he held his nerve, he might just pull a win if the other's folded.

He picked up his remaining back chips and a few silver chips.

"I agree with Noah" Xaie grinned, "I think you're full of it! Seven cocks and three bodies"

That knocked the smile off Dylan's face as he also saw the size of the growing pot.

"Fuck this is gonna be big" he growled, stumping out the smouldering nub of his cigar.

Noah seemed to be showing the nerves now too, he was the worst off of all of them in terms of what remained.

He tapped his boots on the floor.

"Either Ah'm the biggest ass heeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAAW" he brayed, "Or you guys are lyin' through yhaaaaaaaaaaaw teeth"

He bit his dark lip.

"I'm gonna go fhaaaaww it!" he suddenly announced, pushing a full stack of silver chips into the pot, "And I'll payeeeeeHAAAAAAAW with my body"

Jackson was clucking his tongue, staring at his cards.

"A'hm tempted...sorely tempted" he grunted, rubbing the cards in his fingers "Ahhhh Fuck it!"

He pushed all of his blue chips into the pot.

"A'hm Tails Up!" he grinned before putting his hand on the deck.

"Y'all ready?" he grinned.

There was dead silence in the room.

The anticipation building as Jackson turned the final card.

The Jack of Spades

The smile was now back on Dylan's face, and he immediately thrust five black chips onto the pile.

"Raise Five Cocks!" he jeered, "In or out Xaie?"

Xaie felt his ears twitch, pulling back slightly.

He knew he should probably stop.

If this was a bluff, it was being taken right to the wire.

He looked at the two queens in his hand and the one on the table, the three of a kind would still potentially win him the pot.

Was it worth folding at the final hurdle?

With a wince, he snatched up five brown chips and added them to the pot.

"Five Legs, I'll see your bluff Dylan!" Xaie replied, giving Dylan a little sneer.

Dylan looked Xaie up and down for a moment before he grinned widely.

"Y'know y'all a' growin' on me Xaie" he chuckled, pulling a pair of cigars from his pocket and offering one out. "Fancy a smoke?"

Xaie's expression softened and he looked down at the cigar and licked his lips.

A deep temptation ignited within him.

Xaie was a smoker, but he hadn't had a proper smoke in days, only carrying a stash of vapes to sate his urges as he had tried to cut down.

But after everything that had happened today, he felt like he could really indulge in a good long stogie.

Licking his lips, he reached out and took the cigar.

"T..thanks" he grinned, allowing Dylan to cut the cigar and light the end for him.

Placing it between his lips, he took a deep draw and his long donkey ears quivered while his eyes fluttered at the rush of nicotine that cloaked his brain.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

He couldn't help it, he let out a long, loud bray, sending a wave of smoke pouring from his lips as he slumped back in his seat.

"Hehe y'all ain't no stranger ta a good puff" Dylan grinned, lighting his own cigar and taking a draw, "Good on ya Xaie!"

There was a gentle, tapping noise and both Xaie and Dylan looked around to see Noah and Jackson grinning at them; Noah tapping his hoof tipped finger on the table.

"If y'all are done with ya little bromance" Jackson chuckled, "We have a game ta play and one whopper of a pot ta win"

"Yhaaaaaaaw" Noah brayed, pushing five yellow chips forward, "Ah wanna see you all turn for once! See ya with five manes!"

Xaie was brought back to the seriousness of the situation, gazing wide eyes at the pot and realising that everyone had given at least one complete body part to transform.

His heart began to beat faster as he looked across the table at Jackson as he pondered the cards on the table.

"Ooof this is gonna one'a two ways for some of us" he chuckled, sliding his remaining black chips, "I'll call with Cocks"

Final bets in, all four men bristled and gazed at Dylan as he beamed around, cigar ablaze.

"Beat this lads!" he sneered and threw down his cards, revealing two tens, hearts and clubs.

"Three of a Kind!"

Xaie let out a long sigh, both of disappointment and relief as he laid down his Queens.

"Three of a Kind in Queens" he declared and saw Dylan's face fall slightly.

"Oi what's this pig dealing Jacky" Dylan moaned, looking sour.

"Hey ah ain't dealin' dirty" Jackson rebutted, turning his own cards to reveal a pair of Jacks, "Else Ah'd have made mahself beat ya!"

Xaie stared at Dylan and Jackson in disbelief.

"Three sets of Three of a kind, whaaaaaaaaawt are the odds of that" he half brayed, but feeling a sense of relief that there was a tie.

At least before Noah gave a snort, his thick lips pulled back in a grin.

"Weird Haaaaaaawdds I'd say" he brayed, laying down his cards, "But I'll haaaaaaaaawve the last laugh this time, Payheeeeeeeeeeeeee haaaaaaaaaaaaaawp boys!"

The Eight of Diamonds and the King of Clubs

"OH FUCK!" Dylan and Jackson roared together.

"WHAT!" Xaie cried, his relief evaporating on the spot.

Noah reached forwards and adjusted the Jack, Queen, Ten and Nine, sliding his own cards in to create a chain.

"Thaaaaawt would be a Straight!" Noah cheered, "Straight beats Three Haaaaaaawve a Kind!"

Xaie felt and icy sensation in chest which was quickly followed by a rapid heat that flooded his body.

Across the table, he saw both Jackson and Dylan slumped as the changes hit them too.

It started in his boxers.

A burning heat both in the front and the back .

He began to pant, accidently taking draws of the blazing cigar in his mouth and he choked, smoke pouring from his mouth and nose as his arousal intensified.

With trembling hands, he gripped the rim of his boxers and pulled them down letting out a braying gasp as his throbbing erect shaft burst free and slapped up, erect against his chest.

"Ohh Fuuuuck!"

Xaie let out a long moan as he stared at his throbbing meat, which was lengthening and thickening with every lustful pulse.

The skin was rapidly darkening, the flushed pink fading to ebony black.

His tip began to leak as the familiar mushroom shape began to flatten and flare out like a beast.

Inch by inch it pushed out, a thick ring swelling out at the centre as the skin at the base pulled back, becoming thick and leathery as his balls which swelled to the size of oranges.

"Haaa...haaaaaaaaaawww" Xaie brayed, unable to contain the rush of lust as his newly enlarged cock slapped up beneath his pectorals, wafting a rich barnyard musk wafting into his nostrils.

He reached up, wrapping a hand around his soda can thick shaft and pumped, his mind dumbed by the overwhelming lust that he didn't see or feel the itch as the fur on his chest and arms thickened.

The rich chocolate brown and light tan hairs almost completely obscuring his human skin, spreading like wildfire.

Except now it was spreading down his legs which were thickening, thighs and calves swelling with new muscle as they shifted more towards something equine.

His hooves scratched on the wooden floor as his feet stretched out, his ankles shifting to a digitigrade formation.

"Looks like your haaaaaaaaaawving fun XaieeeeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAAW!" Noah brayed, grinning widely as he stacked the large pot of used chips back into the case, gazing at Jackson and Dylan who were also in the throes of their losses.

Dylan was bent over the table, his dark skin growing darker as black fur sprouted out from beneath his shirt, almost as thickly as Xaie's, racing down his arms to his wrists.

"Ohh damnn....shoulda.....FUCK!" Dylan grunted, biting his cigar as there was a loud ripping noise.

From where he sat, Xaie could see Dylan's legs swelling, shredding apart the denim jeans as the muscle packed on just like his own except it wasn't just his legs, the chair he was sitting on creaked as his ass swelled, the thick black hairs spreading even more thickly; his now fully grown tail lashing.

Xaie stared as Dylan's legs as the shredded fabric fell away, revealing his throbbing cock as it too pulsed, swelling longer and thicker, his leathery sheath forming as his tip flattened.

"Damn...feels...so...good!" Dylan grunted, gritting his teeth while the hair on his head seemed to bloom out, becoming a full, spiky black mane that snaked down beneath his shirt.

Jackson was in a similar state, leaning back in his chair, openly pumping his cock as it went through its own transformation.

"Awwwwwww Yeah!" he moaned, tipping back his Stetson and spreading his legs, displaying his thickening thighs and swollen balls as thick, grey hairs sprouted and thickened.

Glancing over at Xaie as his cock reached full bestial length, he gave him a wink and grinned

"Ah love it when mah cock gets big" he drawled, pointing his flat tip and rubbing the flare before arching his back, "That ain't the only thing too!"

"Joinin' the club" Noah winked, leaning down to look at Jackson's rear, "Ya'll gave all ya blues too didn't ya Xaie"

At the mention of this Xaie looked down at the pot, spotting one of the blue chips which had a human ass on it, even as he watched, the light seemed to shift over the image, the illustration shifting to a donkey's rump.

With a long, tassled tail.

"Oh ghaaaaawd" Xaie brayed as he felt the burning he had experienced earlier intensify over his rear.

With a trembling hand, he reached behind him and felt the bulge.

He gasped, feeling himself touching it, something that should never exist.

And it was growing.

"Bettah take off those boxers" Dylan groaned, his legs now completely covered in thick black fur down to his boots, "Else ya'll lose 'em!"

Xaie reached to his boxer but then paused.

Years old memories of watching a film where boys turned into donkeys, remembering how their ears stretched, their voices turned to brays.

And their tails burst through their pants.

The tightness was beginning to grow painful as he placed both hands on the table, grunting as his now fully transformed cock slapped the underside of the table.

His long ears twitched as he heard the fabric fraying, it was about to happen.

"C'mon bud!" Jackson grinned across the table, "Don't hold out on us, give us a good loud'en!"

A pressure was forming in his throat, growing with the same intensity as the one in his boxers, both quickly reaching their limit

"I..I Heeee..HEEEE....HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

RIIIP!

The loud bray burst from Xaie's mouth as his boxers finally relented and he suddenly felt the sudden, alien sensation of his tail bursting forth, shooting into the air, dark brown fur covering its length except for a furry black tassel at its tip.

With the pressure gone, Xaie slumped against the table as his tail flopped back onto the chair behind him, twitching.

As he lay panting, his quilled, red tipped hair was beginning fall out at the sides, gliding to the floor to leave him with a short mane, a long dark strip running down his furry back to the centre of his spine.

"That's what ah like to see" Jackson smirked, reaching back and hefting up his own, furry grey tail, "Nottin' beats that first burst! Lookin' real good Xaie!"

Xaie trembled as he felt the changes beginning to subside.

He reached down and slowly wrapped his hand around the new appendage that was now attached to his spine, shivering as he felt the sensation of his fingers running up the long, furry length from base to tasselled tip.

"I..I haawve a tail" he brayed, feeling it twitch in his hand.

"Not alone there bud" Jackson chuckled, raising his own grey tail above the table.

Noah and Dylan copied him, lifting their respective sandy blonde and black tails and giving the tasselled end a shake.

Looking around the table, Xaie suddenly realised that all four of them had played all of their tail chips.

And all of their cock chips.

All of them seemed to have come down from their changed and were now absently stroking their throbbing equine shafts beneath the table, any human trace completely gone as the flat tips leaked out musky pre onto the floor.

"Fuck ah can't take it" Dylan groaned, reaching up and yanking his shirt over his head, exposing his furry torso, his dark skin covered in a thick forest of black fur and unleashing his fully grown mane which crossed at his shoulders.

"Itch too much for ya Dill" Jackson chuckled, leaning back and suddenly raiding his legs and crossing his bare feet on the table.

Xaie's mouth fell open and was forced to catch his cigar while his face flushed.

Jackson looked almost like a donkey satyr, his legs were complete equine and covered in a thick pelt of grey fur whereas his chest and arms were still his normal brown body hair, matching his beard and hair and clashing with the two long, grey donkey ears that stuck out from beneath his hat.

His feet were halfway to hooves, his toes partially fused and the nails were thick, shiny and black.

"Haaaaaw man yet ya hooves off the table" Noah moaned, batting the man's feet away and causing Jackson to grunt as he almost fell from his chair.

"Watch it!" he said cooly, regaining his balance and glaring at Noah while Dylan gave a snort, puffing smoke into his newly grown fur before he looked at Xaie.

"May as well give up the clothes Xaie" he smirked, "As y'all can see, we ain't bashful"

He stretched back and there were a couple of thuds as Dylan kicked off his boots and shuffled off the remains of his jeans and boxers, leaving him in nothing but his newly grown fur.

Like himself, Dylan's body was almost completely covered except his was the reverse, his legs were fully transformed while his chest cover was slightly thinner.

Staring down at his boxers, he knew they would no longer contain his transformed cock and there was an enormous tear over his ass where his tail has burst out.

With a long sigh, he slowly slid them down, shivering as his tail caught he material before he kicked them off over his hooves.

All four men were now completely naked save for Jackson's hat.

Xaie stared down at his donkified body, puffing smoke down over his fur.

Now he properly looked at himself, he realised he was more of a donkey that he initially realised.

A fully grown pair of ears and tail, a fully equine cock, he had hooves instead of feet and his body was almost completely covered in brown and tanned fur and his hair was halfway towards being a full mane.

With the thick cigar in his mouth and the beer on the table, he really looked like he had gone to Pleasure Island and had already made a complete ass of himself.

"Look at MEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

And to top it off there was the braying.

Each one that passed his lips sounded more and more like the beast he was becoming.

And despite it all, he couldn't deny that he was beginning to enjoy the sensation.

"Ya a fine-looking jackass" Dylan grinned, pulling the deck towards him "And there's still more ta play for!"

He began to shuffle the cards.

"Gettin' close now guys" he continued, "Ah need ya blinds!"

Xaie looked at his remaining chips.

He still had all of his green hand chips and his gold head chips, most of his orange voice chips, about half of his yellow mane and brown leg chips and only a few of his silver body chips.

Going with the lesser set, he picked up a silver chip and tossed it into the centre of the table.

"One Body" he muttered.

Noah pursed his lips, drumming his three-finger hand on the table before tossing in a couple of red chips.

"Ah'll go ears"

Dylan dealt out the card's and everyone silently picked them up and examined them.

Xaie's eyes scanned his hand.

The Ace of Spades and the Two of Diamonds.

"Not much going on here" he thought, thinking that he would need to wait for the flop for a serious bet.

"Ah raise five" Jackson announced, pushing his remaining purple chips forward. "Givin' up mah feet"

Dylan clucked his tongue, tapping the ash from his cigar.

"Ah'll see ya five and raise ya an extra foot" he grinned, throwing in six purple chips.

Eyes fell on Xaie and he considered again whether it was worth playing on, to play it safe for the round.

His mind assessed the previous rounds, trying to determine if there had been any slips or tells in what they had said or done.

Then some things clicked in his mind as he thought of how they had all smiled and encouraged him, tempting him on to give more especially after his little wobble.

These guys had been playing him since the game began, not telling him what would happen if he played, edging him on to make bets, bluffing their way past him.

His eye blazed as a reckless desire for vengeance blazed inside him.

Now it was time for him to get his own back.

"Well I'll see your six and I'll raise you up to ten!" Xaie smirked, pushing forward a stack of yellow and orange chips.

"My voice and my mane!"

The others all stared, their expressions becoming suspicious.

"Fancy brayin' do ya?" Jackson asked, "Or are y'all playin a smooth one?"

Noah snorted.

"Y'all have left meeeeehaaaaaaaw in the lurch" he grunted, "Ah gotta make ten ta make the flhaaaaaawp!"

He groaned, his tail twitching.

"HAAAAAAW Fuck it!" he finally snorted, pushing out his entire stack of purple tokens and tossing on an orange token. "Nine Feet and a voice"

Jackson was leant back, splaying his muscular body as he considered his cards.

"Do ah...don't ah" he pondered, scratching his beard, "Ah do! Ah'll see the bet with mah head"

He slid half of his golden chips into the pot.

All eyes went back to Dylan.

"All bets in?" he grinned, his cigar blazing. "Let's play"

With a quick motion, the flop was dealt.

The King of Diamonds, the Eight of Clubs and the Four of Spades

Xaie had to hold his nerve as he felt and icy hand clasp around his heart.

He gazed around at the others who were all focused on the three cards, their eyes darting between their hand and the flop.

"If I'm gonna bluff...I gotta take a risk" Xaie thought fearfully, reaching forwards with a trembling hand.

"Raise ten Haaaaaaaawnds" he brayed, sliding the entire stack of green chips into play.

The suspicious looks were quickly back on all their faces, Noah even leaned in, his eyes narrowed, analysing Xaie's face as he tensed himself.

"Nhaaaaaaaaww ah think yhaaaaaaaaaaw leadin' us on a shaaawng" he brayed, pushing his entire stack of brown chips into the pot.

"Ah'll match ya Xaie with ten legs!"

Jackson was playing with his chips, appearing to be on the fence again.

Then he tossed his cards into the centre of the table.

"Can't do it" he reasoned, crossing his hairy arm and shaking his head, "Ah know when ta step back, Fold!"

He looked around at Dylan who was pondering Xaie curiously, taking long, slow drags of his cigar.

Xaie tried to mirror him, the fresh waves of smoke seemed to pump more adrenaline into the moment.

"Ah'm not sure" Dylan said slowly, "Ah don't think he's got it in 'im"

He shoved in all of his Red chips.

"Ah'll match with mah ears!"

Last bets in, Dylan flipped the next card.

The Jack of Hearts.

He let out a plume of smoke before grinning at Xaie.

"What y'all think of that Xaie..."

"I Raise Ten Heads!"

Dylan's question was cut off and he had to catch his stogie as his jaw dropped.

Jackson let out a low whistle and Noah was staring goggle eyed between Xaie and the pot.

"Either y'haaaaaaaaaaw playin' a big bluff or y'haaaaaawll don't care anymore" he brayed, staring back at his card.

Then he shook his head.

"Nhaaaaaaaaw I can't" he moaned, pushing his cards away, "Fold...to riskheeeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

All eyes went to Dylan.

"Bettin' ya face is one crazy play" he pondered, replacing his cigar and staring at the cards on the table, "And ah wish I had a better hand to call ya"

He tossed them down.

"Ah fold too"

Xaie let out a sigh of relief.

He had won!

A wave of exhilaration surged through Xaie and he grinned as he turned his cards around, revealing his hand.

"Sorry guys" he grinned, "Looks like I can play you along too"

All three men threw their arms up.

"You BHAAAAAAAAWSTHAAAAAAAWD!" Noah began before the bray took over and he gripped the chair hard as his changes began.

Xaie watched with a grin as Noah's ears became pointed and stretched till the tips were level with the crown of his head, a light dusting of blonde fur beginning to spout along their length.

But it was his legs that drew his attention more, with all of his black, brow and blue chip, his entire lower body was now completely equine.

His ass and legs swelled as muscle and fat packed on, his human skin vanishing under the blonde fur and his feet and ankles stretching as they became donkey hooves.

"HEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAW HAAAAAAAAAAW!" Noah brayed, each one sounding more authentic than the last, a true donkeys bray.

Xaie felt a tingle in his throat as he retrieved the pot, separating out his own chips and restacking his complete set of voice chips, then the gold chips.

"What would I be like if I had lost" he thought wildly, his eyes moving to Jackson.

The cowboy was scrunching up his face and moving his jaw, his nose was swelling and darkening along with his lips which peeled back to reveal his thickening teeth.

"Gnnnngh ah hate this paaaaaaart" he moaned before there was a cracking nose and his nose and mouth pushed forwards, his human face fading into a half equine proto muzzle.

His moved his mouth like a cow chewing cud.

"Always feels weird when you get ya muzzle" he said, his lips pulling back to give Xaie a buck toothed grin.

"Which is why ah play'em last" Dylan interjected, turning in his seat as his legs completed their transformation, the black fur covering almost his entire body now, save his hands and face.

"Well played Xaie" Dylan grinned, taking a long draw on his cigar and pushing the deck of cards towards him, "Ah'll be watchin' ya real close now!"

"If y'all ain't already donked by then" Jackson chuckled, massaging his new jaw, "Don't reck'n we have many hands left".

He winked at Xaie.

"Ya deal Xaie" he added, "make it a good'n!"

Xaie picked up the cards and began to shuffle, his eyes travelling around the chips of the other three men.

All of them had started with one hundred chips.

Now each of them had less than half and he was surprised how much it showed, even as he gazed down at his own body.

All of them were now halfway between human and donkey and from Jackson's prediction, it wouldn't be long until at least one of them was braying as a full beast.

He gazed around at the chips again, then at the men.

Dylan had actually played more of his chips, yet it was Jackson and Noah that seemed closest to losing their humanity completely.

"Let's ghaaaaaaaw Xaie" Noah brayed eagerly with a grin, "Ah want paheeeeebhaaaawck for ya little bluff!"

Shaking his head so his long ears flapped.

Xaie dealt out the cards while Noah and Jackson pondered their blinds.

"Mah vhaaaaaawice is almost ghaaaaaaaawn" Noah admitted, tossing in an orange chip, "So ah'll ghaaaaaw wheeeeeeeth that"

"And Ah'll play mah ears" he said, throwing his red chips in and scratching his own, "ah love feelin' them move"

"Fuckin' Jackass" Dyan chuckled with a puff, "Y'all just like ya cocks"

All of them then picked up their hands and Xaie pondered his draw.

The Two and Six of Diamonds.

"Ah better start off then" Dylan grinned and he placed a stack of golden chips in the centre of the table.

"Y'all inspired me Xaie, ah'll bet five heads"

Xaie couldn't help but laugh at the jest.

"That may have worked on you" Xaie sniggered, "But not on me, I'll see your bet with..."

He pushed five green chips forwards.

"Five hands"

"Nhaaaaww we're getting there" Noah smiled, "Whos gonna be the first tah brayeeeeeHAAAAAW!"

Noah and Dylan roared with laughter.

"Think y'all a bit late on that one Noah" Jackson howled, "Ya gonna bet or fold?"

Noah tutted, examining his cards.

"Ah'll play and seeeeeee y'haaaaaawll five" he half brayed, "Ya inspired me to Xaie, a'hm heads up!"

He thrust in a stack of golden chips.

Jackson eyed the golden piles in the pot from his friends.

"Do ah go with mah head" he pondered, reaching up and tipping back his Stetson so it fell back, revealing his gingery brown hair that was already partially fallen away at the sides, the middle risen into the start of his mane.

"Ah think ah will" he continued, sliding a set of yellow chips forwards, "Ah'll bet mah mane!"

They all waited eagerly for Xaie to drop the flop.

He set each card, slowly and deliberately.

The Queen of Diamonds, the Ace of Clubs and the Four of Diamonds.

Xaie's heart fluttered as he set the last card.

He was one diamond away from a flush.

"AH BET MHAAAAAAAAAW BODY!"

Before Xaie could properly process his options, Noah had let out a loud bray and pressed his entire stack of silver chips into the pot.

Everyone looked at him as he leaned back, grinned and gave his throbbing donkey cock a long pump.

Jackson snorted.

"That may'a worked once Noah" he said sarcastically, "But ah ain't a sucker for the same bluff"

He pushed his own complete stack of silver chips in.

"Ah'll see y'all with mah body too"

Dylan took a little time to respond, puffing on his shrinking cigar whilst eyeing up Noah.

"Ah can't believe we're tryin' ta one up each other at this point"

He glanced around at Xaie.

"See what ya done!" he added with a grin, "Now ah got no choice"

He slid a stack of green and purple chips into the pot.

"Ah'll see y'all with eight hands and a pair a' feet, Ok dealer, ya up!"

Xaie's mind raced, glancing back at his cards.

Did he want to risk the chance, he had two opportunities to draw a diamond.

His eyes roamed to his gold chips for a second.

"If I use them again they may fold out" he thought tactically, "I need to get them to bet"

He snatched up half of his yellow and brown chips and shoved them into the pot.

"I'll see you with five legs and manes!"

Before they could respond, he quickly dropped the next card.

The Nine of Diamonds!

Xaie had to bite his lip to stop himself crying out with joy.

He had a Flush!

He quickly ran through the other hands in his head and knew that only four higher hands and they were all rare and required multiples of the same type or close numbers, none of which were currently available.

"TEN MANEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAW!" Noah brayed, throwing his chips in again before anyone could react.

Again the others looked aghast.

"Are y'all drunk of ya ass?" Jackson said, cocking an eyebrow as Noah downed the last of his pint.

"No mhaaaaaaw than y'all areeeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAAW!" Noah brayed back, "Now pay or brayeeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

"Ah think he's played to many to fast" Dylan chuckled, playing with his chips.

"So do ah" Jackson nodded, stacking a few colours together before throwing them into the pot, "And ah think it's all hogwash! Ah'll see y'all with five hands, four heads 'n mah last ear!"

Dylan was shaking his head.

"Ah can't remember the last time we fuckin' checked" he grunted, pondering his chips and then his hand, "Ah FUCK IT!"

He pushed his entire stack of orange chips forwards.

"Match with ten voices!"

There was deep intake of breath, Noah was looking shocked.

"Y'haaaaaawll sure ya wanneeeeHAAAAAAW...do that bhaaawd?" Noah asked.

"It's in da pot Noah" Jackson interjected, "Y'all know the rules"

He looked over at Xaie.

"Ya'll in?"

Xaie shook his head, a sense of foreboding growing heavier and heavier in his mind.

"How far can I push this, everyone's still in...I dunno" he thought.

He stared at the small number of chips he had remaining.

"All I need to do is keep enough for another round" he thought, "If I can play them out, I can win!"

Gulping, he pushed his stack of gold forward again.

"Ten Heads" he answered.

They all fell silent again as Xaie dropped the last card onto the table.

The Eight of Clubs.

This time everyone's eyes went straight to Noah who tapped the table with his hoof tipped hands.

He gazed at the other four men before his dark lips pulled back in a grin.

"All in!"

In one, swift movement.

Noah shoved all of his remaining chips into the pot before leaning back and raising his empty tankard.

"Ah'm bett'n it HAAAAAWLL on this one" he brayed, "Bet y'all to cheeeeeeeeKhaaaaaaaaawn tah play against this"

Jackson was staring at Noah in disbelief.

"Ah let this go too far" he grunted, throwing down his cards, "Thought y'all were playin' it like Xaie....Ah'm out!"

Dylan was grinding his teeth, staring at the mass of orange in the pot.

"Ah fuck'd up big time" he growled, stumping out the cigar in the ashtray, "Ah'm gonna lose mah voice but ah ain't losin' this match"

He threw his cards in.

"Ah fold!"

Xaie's heart was racing now, and he was taking quick solid puffs of the cigar, the long stogie almost completely burnt down to the nub.

Jackson and Dylan were out and going to take a heavy hit from their bets, now he had to decide whether or not he would do the same.

He stared down at his cards, then at the table where the remaining diamonds made up his flush.

His gaze wondered to Noah who was smiling wickedly at him.

"Is he bluffing?" he thought, desperately trying to read Noah's face.

The half donkey man had bet wildly throughout the game and now he was pushing the biggest gamble of all.

"Is a flush enough?" Xaie pondered.

He looked back at his chips.

If he folded now, he would only have twenty-one chips left, more than Jackson and Dylan but Noah would come out on top.

And there was no guarantee that he would be dealt a good hand.

But if he bet it all and lost....then he would literally lose everything

He weighed his options in his mind.

There was only one thing to do.

He took one last, long draw of his cigar, burning it to the nub before he stubbed it out and looked at Noah.

"A...All In...Call!" Xaie stammered, pushing all of his remaining chips into the pot.

There was silence, then Jackson let out another long, low whistle.

"Fuck me" he grunted in his southern drawl, "We got there earlier than ah thought"

Dylan was looking between Xaie and Noah.

"Aye one of y'all has fucked up worse th'n me" he said in a stunned tone, "One'a y'all is about to bray for good, unless god has mercy on ya and dealt y'all a tie"

Noah was biting his lip, looking just as stunned.

"Didn't theeeeeeeenk y'all haaaaaaaaaawd it in ya" he brayed, "But y'all see ah ain't been bluffin' much"

He lifted his cards.

"Ah think t'gether" Noah grinned, "What say a partner?"

Xaie snorted, grinning as he held his own hand up.

"Alright...on three" he said weakly.

"One....Two....THREE!"

Both men laid down their card and all three men bent over, eyes wide.

Two Aces....Hearts and Spades

"Three of a Kind in Aces" Jackson muttered.

Dylan however gasped, staring at Xaies before he laughed.

"Oh well played bud" he grinned looking over at Noah who's visible skin drained of colour as he stared at Xaie's cards.

"Xaie's got a Flush in Diamonds...that means y'all lose Noah!"

Xaie felt numb, the combating emotions of anticipation, relief and shock were battling for prominence in his head while his eyes remained fixed on the cards.

He had won!

His gamble had paid off

And that, that meant...

He looked over at Noah who had begun to tremble, his teeth gritted as strange popping noises began to sound and the chips on the table almost seemed to glow with an eerie light.

"Fuck...FUCK" Noah swore, his voice getting high and raspy as he began to pant. "FHAAAAAAAAAAAAAWKEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAW!"

Noah's voice broke and all that came out of his mouth now were loud bestial brays as everything suddenly shifted.

Everything bombarding his body at once.

Xaie stared as Noah's bare chest was flooded with the same blondish fur that matched his legs, his human skin disappearing completely beneath the thick pelt, from his hooves to the tips of his long donkey ears which had now stretched to full length.

"HEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Noah continued to bray, shaking his head while his face cracked forwards, all human definition lost as it shifted into a full donkey's muzzle. His dirty blond hair darkening, most falling away at the side as his mane quickly took shape, spreading down his furry back and crossing at his shoulders.

There were several loud cracks and one last loud bray and Xaie gasped as Noah opened his eyes.

They were big, brown, with thick rectangular pupils.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Noah brayed, his voice completely lost to the brays of an asinine beast.

He leaned back in his chair, panting and snorting like the beast he had become.

Noah was now a complete Anthro donkey.

"And we have ah first loser" Jackson laughed, gesturing with his furry arm at Noah, drawing Xaie's attention to him.

He had been so focused on Noah's complete transformation that he hadn't paid attention to Jack and Dylan who were both grunting as their own changes settled into place.

Jackson was almost as equine as Noah, his body was completely covered in grey fur which turned white over his chest and belly which clashed with his fully formed, auburn mane which stood tall and proud over his almost fully formed muzzle.

"How ya holdin' up Dill" Jackson asked, turning to his friend and causing Xaie to flinch.

It was bizarre hearing a human voice coming from donkey's face.

"HEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" Dylan brayed in response, clutching his throat as his faced finished is partial shift into a muzzle.

He too was nearly fully transformed, although unlike Jackson, he still had half of his face chips which left him with some human features.

From the neck down however he was just as equine as his fellows, his body fully enveloped in a pelt of black fur.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaw HeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAAAW!" Dylan brayed again, shaking his head in a dejected way.

Jackon laughed, scratching under his own muzzle.

"That'll teach y'all not ta play ya oranges all at once!" he chuckled, winking at Xaie, "Ah always save mah green n' oranges till last, makes playin' a helluva lot easier!"

"HAAAAAAAAAAWW HEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Noah let out several loud, realistic brays, pointing across the table at Dylan who scowled.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW HEEE HAAAAAAW HAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

The two of them seemed to be arguing and Xaie's ears folded back as the volume increased between the two.

Jackson also looked annoyed and he pounded the table hard with his half-transformed fist.

"WILL Y'ALL CAN IT!" he bellowed, causing Dyland and Noah to instantly clam up, "Ah don't wanna listen ta y'all thowin' petty brays"

He turned to stare at Noah.

"If y'all aint gonna be quiet jackass, y'all can go get in ya stall now!"

He gestured behind him and Xaie saw a waist high partition to a small stall that he hadn't clocked earlier.

Noah gave a loud, annoyed snort and slumped back in his seat before reaching down and beginning to openly jack his donkey cock.

Xaie blushed and quickly looked away as Dylan gave a loud snort.

Jackson merely rolled his eyes and reached across the table to gather up the cards.

"Sort out ya chips will ya Xaie?" he asked with a slight edge to his voice, ignoring Noah's low pants, "These two are just gonna get antsy if we leave 'em to their instincts".

Xaie gulped and nodded, trying to focus on gathering up and stacking up the large pot as Jackson began to shuffle the cards.

His eyes moved around the table, taking stock of each player as he restacked his unchanged chips and returned the spent ones to the box.

Out of the lot of them, he was now clearly winning.

He had two full stacks of green and gold chips, most of his orange chips, half of his yellow and brown chips and three of his silver chips remaining.

Jackson had his full stack of orange chips, half of his green chips and a single gold chip.

Dyan was the next closest to losing, having only seven chips remaining: five gold chips and two green chips.

Xaie bit his lip, pondering the outcome as Jackson patted the table.

"Alright y'all" he said with a buck toothed grin, "We're getting' ta the endgame now, ah need ya blinds!"

Noah sourly tossed one of his green chips.

"HeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAW!" he brayed and flexed his hand at Jackon, the fingers almost completely fused.

"Hands for Dill" Jackson nodded, "How 'bout y'all Xaie?"

Xaie pondered his chips, finally taking from his smallest pile.

"I'll go two bodies" he replied, adding the silver chips to the centre.

"All good" Jackson grinned before dealing out the cards.

Xaie quickly picked his up and examined his hand.

The Ace of Hearts and the Five of Diamonds.

"Not a strong start" he thought cautiously, glancing back at his chips, "At least I've got a cushion"

"Check" Jackson muttered, tapping the table loudly with his dark nail.

"HAAAAW!" Dylan brayed, repeating the action.

"Uhh...Check!" Xaie said, tapping the table and realising it was the first time that they had done that since the first hand, and he silently wished he hadn't been so brash on past bets.

Jackson put down the flop.

The Ace of Diamonds, the Three of Clubs and the Five of Hearts.

Xaie felt a slight tingle, he already had a Two pair.

"But how to play it?" he though, fingering his chips and pondering his strategy.

"HEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Xaie looked up at the loud bray from Dylan and he watched as the furry man shoved his remaining chips into the centre of the table.

Jackson glanced at Dylan, then at Xaie.

"Looks like he's gone all in bud" he said slowly, "He's put up six, y'all gonna match it?

Xaie glanced at his cards, then at the table.

He clucked his tongue before sliding in some yellow and green chips.

"I'm ghaaaaawnna match and raise another" he brayed, "Five manes and two haaaaaaawnds!"

Jackson raised an eyebrow.

"Pressin' ya advantage" he chuckled, "Nice play, but ah can still match ya!"

He slid in his last gold chip and a pile of orange chips.

"Matchin' with mah voice and mah face"

He dealt the next card.

The Ace of Clubs.

Xaie tried hard not to react but his tail suddenly began to wag.

He had a Full House!

Chewing his lip and knowing Dylan was already locked in, Xaie pushed his remaining silver and green chips into the pot.

"Raise Eight!" he called, "Body and Haaaawnds!"

Jackson chuckled, glancing between Xaie and Dylan.

"Y'all know you two have terrible tells" he laughed, "Or should ah say tails!"

Xaie looked around at Dylan and saw his tail was lashing around just as much as his own.

"Think y'all have it made do ya" Jackon continued, "Well ah beg ta differ! Ah'll see y'all with mah own hands and mah voice!"

He slid two stacks of four chips forwards.

"Time for the River!" he announced before dropping the final card.

The Three of Spades.

Xaie was trembling, trying to contain the fact that he was on the brink of victory.

He stared at Jackson's chips, and saw that he only had a single green chip remaining.

"I've won!" he thought, feeling anticipation flooding through him as he grabbed a handful of chips at random and tossing them recklessly into the pot.

"Raise...err" he looked back at his chips, realising he had thrown in most of his gold chips. "err...seven heads"

Jackson, Dylan and the donkified Noah were staring at him, looking slightly abashed.

"Word'a caution bud" Jackson said slowly, "Learn ta keep ya head in Poker, if ya let it all get ta ya, ya'll end up making y'self a fool"

"HEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAW" brayed Noah and Dylan, the pair of them nodding their muzzles.

Jackson held up his last chip.

"Ah only had one left, y'all coulda forced mah hand with just two chips" he said before he tossed the green chip into the pot.

There was an eerie silence and Noah stopped stroking his cocks to lean in as everyone realised Jackson had gone all in.

"So Xaie" Jackon smiled, "Ya've either won, or made a real jackass of y'self!"

He leaned in.

"Let's see what ya'll have got, Dill?"

Dylan laid down his cards.

The Five of Clubs and the Nine of Spades.

"Two pair huh?" Jackon said, voicing it for the donkeyman, "Knew y'all were headin' for the stables?"

"Haaaaaaaaaw" Dylan brayed, throwing his cards onto the table and he leaned back, eyes closed as he braced himself for what was to come.

Jackson turned his attention back to Xaie, "All yaw's Xaie, cough it up!"

Xaie gulped, feeling excited and slightly anxious as he laid down his cards.

"Full Haaaawse" he brayed, unable to stop the smile now, "Fives n' Aces!"

Jackson's eyes went wide in surprise.

"Hooo boy that's a good'n" he said in astonishment.

Then his grin broadened.

"But ah'm sorry that ah have ta reign y'all in!"

Xaie felt a sudden chill as Jackson laid down his cards.

The Three of Spades and the Three of Hearts.

"That be four of a kind Xaie!" Jackson smiled, "Read'em and weep!"

Xaie felt as though time had stopped as he stared down at the pair of threes on the table.

"I...I lost" he gasped, heat beginning to rise in his cheeks as he stared down at the pile of chips in the pot.

His chips.

He felt a numbness in his hands and face as he realised what was about to happen, and he knew he could do nothing to stop it.

It was like standing on a beach with a huge wave approached, growing taller and faster as it sped closer.

Xaie clenched his hands, savouring the sensation of having five fingers as a burning filled his chest and face and he closed his eyes as he felt the wave crash upon him.

"HEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

He brayed.

It was all he could do as several alien sensations struck his body in quick succession.

His fingers grew numb as he kept them clenched, praying that they wouldn't shift but knowing that they were fusing together, becoming fat, hoof tipped digits.

He tried to uncurl his fingers, feeling the strange loss of two of his fingers and yet exploring the new strength of the enormous of the two that remained.

This was coupled with the immense burning in his chest as the last of his human skin vanished beneath the pelt of brown and tan fur while at the same time he felt a prickling running down his back and shoulder and he knew his mane was growing in and that his quilled hair was falling away around him.

The sensation that scared him most however was the ones in his face, his nose and jaw burning and he could hear his bones cracking as his skull pressed outwards.

His teeth felt odd in his jaw as his canines retracted and his molars swelled, pushing his blackening lips apart to give him a buck toothed overbite.

"HAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Xaie's ears perked up and he squinted as more brays joined his own, his watery gaze falling on Dylan who was hunched in his seat as his own face pushed out fully into a muzzle, black fur growing thickly while his hands finished their final shift as he gripped the table.

The last of his humanity fading with each long, bestial bray.

"HEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW"

Noah joined in the brays, pumping his throbbing cock at the sight of the changes.

Xaie huffed and snorted, his new nostrils were suddenly flooded by a myriad of scents as his senses became more animal.

Tobacco, farm, beer, barn, donkeys.

"HEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

He couldn't help but bray out at the overwhelming ripple that passed through his body as the changes finally began to settle and he opened his eyes fully and took a deep breath before he raised his shaking three fingered hands an began to tentatively examine himself.

Rubbing the fingers together and embracing the strange touch of three fingers rather than five before he lifted his hands to his proto muzzle, feeling the fact that his nose and mouth were now so much further from his face and that he could clearly see it in his own vision.

"Always the big'n when ya muzzle comes in" Jackson chuckled, closing the lid of the chip case with a click and pushing the deck of cards over to Xaie before looking around at the fully transformed Dylan who was slouching over the table, his muzzle in his hands and letting out short huffs and brays.

"Too bad Dill" Jackson said sombrely, patting his friends furry shoulder, "Betta luck next time!"

Dylan let out an impatient snort and Jackson returned his attention to Xaie.

"And then there were two" he grinned, "and ah reck'n it'll be the last deal of the night"

Xaie stared down at the cards and then at his hands.

"I...I dunno if I chaaaaaawn shuffle with these" he said weakly, still reeling from the transformation and feeling an icy plunge in his stomach from his impulsiveness.

"Its easier than ya think" Jackson grinned encouragingly, "Give it a go"

Xaie felt his ears droop before he reached forwards and slowly tried to grip the deck.

His fingers felt clunky and he was afraid he would drop or crush the cards and was worried that if he did he would have to leave the table.

The very thought made his knees tremble as he remembered his earlier experience.

Keeping his focus on the cards he began to slowly shuffle them in slow, deliberate motions, separating piles on the table and restacking them to avoid fanning the card.

Jackson waited patiently, smiling as Xaie worked, letting him take his time before he finally reassembled the deck into to one pile and sighed.

"Hawww do we do blinds?" he asked warily, staring up at Jackson who leaned forwards with a sinister smile on his proto muzzle.

"Well, Ah was thinkin'" Jackson began, speaking in a slow and seductive tone, "How 'bout we make out last hand the best'n?"

Xaie cocked an eyebrow, his ears twitching.

"Whaaawt do you mean?" he asked, flexing his fingers instinctively and feeling an odd sense of foreboding.

"Ah mean" continued Jackson in that same silky tone, "Let's just go all in, one hand, one winner!"

Xaie's eyes went wide and he gulped before staring down at the chips on the table.

The last round had severely dented his safety cushion, and he now only had seventeen chips left of his original hundred.

Eight orange voice chips, one green hand chip, five brown leg chips and three golden head chips.

Glancing over at Jackson he felt a slight jolt as he counted Jackson's cache of sixteen chips.

"I'm still winning!" Xaie thought suddenly, the relief showing on his proto muzzle and his tail wagged excitedly.

Jackson gave a chuckle and Xaie looked up at him.

"Ah told ya y'all have a terrible tell" he grinned, "Ah know y'all are beatin' me by a hair, but rather than go into quickfire round where both of us have ta reshuffle over and over again with our hoof hands"

He flexed his own partially changed hands on the table.

"Ah reckon it'd be betta if we just went for it, one last hand and one winner!"

Xaie felt the chill run up his spine again as his mane tingled.

"Either way Xaie" Jackson continued, "the game has ta go on and end, do y'all want it fast or slow?"

Xaie's eyes darted around, not meeting Jackson's as he pondered his options.

Did he want to draw out the inevitable.

One of them was going to end up braying for a week.

He looked around at Noah and Dylan, both fully transformed, their fates sealed for the week.

Noah was still jacking his equine meat while Dylan was poking sadly at the remains of his cigars in the ashtray, wishing that he had another.

Jackson was still smiling at him, gesturing openly.

"So what's it gonna be Xaie?"

Xaie took a deep breath.

"O...Okay" he murmured, looking back at his fellow player and then began to push his remaining chips into the centre of the table.

Jackson smile broadened and he too pressed his chips into the table.

"HEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Both Noah and Dylan let out a bray, lips peeling back to grin as best as they could, showing off their thick teeth.

"All In!" Jackson chuckled, pushing the deck over to Xaie, "Ah'll let y'all have the honour of deal'n the last hand"

Xaie felt himself trembling, the anxiety flooding though him as he picked up the deck and wordless began to shuffle it.

To his surprise, he was able to do it so easily, even with his transformed hands.

The cards flicked between his swollen digits before he reconstituted the deck and held it tight.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Go for it bud" Jackson smiled, Noah and Dylan nodding their muzzles.

Sighing in resignation, Xaie dealt out two cards between the two of them before setting the deck down.

The large pile of chips in the centre seemed to shimmer with some kind of mystical force as they picked up their respective hands.

Xaie gazed past his proto muzzle at the two cards.

Another pair.

Queens!

Hearts and Diamonds.

"So many pairs" he thought wildly to himself, thinking over the previous rounds.

Still it was a good hand.

He looked over at Jackson who's thick lips were undulating as he pondered his own hand, he glanced up and both of their eyes met.

"Hope y'all gotta good start" Jackson grinned, "Now let's go one card at a time, really build it up"

Xaie reached out and slowly drew each card, placing down the flop.

Ten of Spades

Four of Hearts

Queen of Spades

Xaie gulped, feeling the familiar rush of excitement rolling over his anxiety.

"Three of a Kind" he thought, his tail beginning to wag.

"Ohhh I see ya tell!" Jackson chuckled, "Ya'll got somethin' good?"

Xaie tried to get himself under control, his tail slowing but still twitching.

"Ah reckon this is gonna be a close one" Jackson added with a cheeky wink, "Next card!"

Xaie reached towards the deck but he paused, looking up at Jackson.

"Befhaaaaaw I do" he brayed slowly, "Whaaawt will happen if...if I win?"

Jackson cocked his eyebrow.

"Confident are ya?" he replied, "Well if y'all win ya can do whatever ya like with us! We will be obedient jackasses that'll whatever ya'll want or need us to do, and ah do mean anything!"

He leaned back and gave his large equine shaft an obvious pump and Xaie felt himself go red under his fur.

"But ah bet ya'll a' wanna high tail it outta this town as soon a ya can" Jackson continued, "If that's ya aim, just knock on the door n' tell Trist y'all won, he'll know how ta handle us and he'll getcha a ride or a place ta stay".

He winked.

"This ain't our first rodeo bud" he added with a thick grin, "But y'all gotta win first!"

He gestured back to the deck.

"So let's play on!"

Xaie nodded and turned the next card.

The Jack of Spades

He glanced up Jackson who's smile had grown, and his own tail was wagging.

"He's got something" Xaie thought, running through the possibilities based on the cards.

There were enough spades for a possible flush, a close enough row for a straight and the possibility for multiple three of a kind options and set ups for full houses.

And currently he had three of a kind, if he got a four, ten or jack he would have a full house.

It all banked on the last card.

"Let the river flow" Jackson smiled, his heavy hoof tapping the floor in anticipation for the final card of the game.

Xaie stared at the top of the deck, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He inwardly prayed for good fortune.

Then he turned the final card.

The Queen of Clubs

Xaie felt elation rushing through him as he stared down at the female figure.

He had four of a kind!

"HEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" he brayed, unable to stop himself and the other three all stared at him, Jackon smirking.

"Sounds like y'all got what ya wanted" he chuckled as Xaie composed himself, "Why don't y'all show first, Ah wanna see what ah'm beatin'"

It was Xaie's turn to smirk.

"You'll haaaawve a hard time beating this" he grinned, laying down his hand, "Four of a Kind in Queens!"

There was a moment's silence where everyone stared at the cards, both Noah and Dylan's equine jaws dropping comically as they swung their muzzles, staring wildly between Jackson and Xaie.

Xaie was smiling broadly now, his thick lips pulling back to show off his own blockish teeth.

But then he realised Jackson was doing exactly the same.

The smile had never left his muzzle.

"That's a good hand bud" Jackson chortled, "And it would be a hard one ta follow.

He slowly began to lower his cards.

"But ah'm afraid...."

He placed the cards on the table.

"It ain't enough!"

Everyone leaned in and Xaie felt the blood begin to drain from his face.

The Ace of Spades and the King of Spades.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAW"

Both Noah and Dylan brayed out wildly, throwing back their furry arms and clutching their muzzles in shock.

"That would be a Royal Flush partn'r" Jackson finished, his smile broadening as Xaie's eyes remained fixed on his cards.

"Ah win!"

The words hung in the air as Xaie remained frozen where he sat, staring unbelievably at the perfect hand laid before him.

"I...I lost"

He whimpered the words, his gaze moving to the pile of chips at the centre of the table, watching as they appeared to glow and he saw the picture on one of his few remaining gold chips shift from a human face into a donkey's muzzle.

Then the reality of the situation crashed down upon him as a burning heat suddenly racked his body, a flood of pleasure causing his equine cock to slap up against his furry chest.

"FHAAAAAAAAAAAAWK HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" Xaie brayed throwing his head back and gripping the edge of the table hard as his changes pressed on his body all at once.

His fingers fully fused into three hoof tipped digits, the nails spreading to fully coat the tips with hard, shiny keratin.

His legs twitched and itched as the last of his human skin vanished beneath the chocolate brown fur, his muscles swelling and toning to that of a beast of burden.

He gritted his teeth as his face cracked and his throat burned.

"Nghaaaaaaaaaaw HEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" he brayed, his voice growing deeper and gravellier as in his vision, he watched his nose and mouth pressing out fully into an equine muzzle, like the chips.

Each part of his new form cracking into place as it completed its transition.

"HAAAAAAAW...heeeee...haaaaaaaaaw...haaaaaawmmm a DhaaaaaaaaawnkeeeeeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Xaie's human words were slipping away, and he stared up at Jackson who was grinning widely, watching the show before him with immense pleasure.

"That's it donkey" Jackson grinned, "Ah wanna hear a big ol' bray from mah newest colt"

The words caused Xaie's voice to burn and a pressure began to build in his chest.

He stood up suddenly, his chair falling backwards with a crash that was muffled by the thudding of his new, heavy hooves.

His tail lashed and his cock bounced, the flat tip leaking over the table and sending a wave of his own musk into his flaring nostrils.

Xaie's eyes fluttered.

Tobacco and Donkey.

That's what he smelled like.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

The pressure in his chest burst forth and he brayed.

Brayed like a true beast, all human inflections lost in the shift.

"HeeeeeHaaaaaaaaw HeeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Feeling the changes beginning to subside, Xaie slumped forwards, panting hard and staring down at the table where scattered cards and chips that had sealed his fate still lay.

The finality was finally settling on him.

He had lost, lost the game, lost his chance of getting out of here.

And lost his humanity.

He was a donkey now!

He began to tremble, partially from the sensation of standing on hooves instead of feet, but also from the rising mix of emotions that piling back into his head.

Then he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders, and he looked around to see Noah and Dylan, his fellow donkeymen each patting his shoulder and smiling their equine grins.

"Haaaaaaaaaaw"

"Heeeeehaaaaaaaw haaaaaaaaw!"

They both brayed at him, and despite not being able to understand them, Xaie felt a sense of calm as though they were trying to reassure him.

"HAAAAAAW! Heeeehaaaww haaaaaaaaaaaaaw haaaaaaaawweeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAW!"

He tried to speak back but all that came from his mouth were bestial brays.

Shaking his heavy, equine head and shrugging his shoulders.

"HAAAAAAAAWW HEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" Dylan brayed loudly and Xaie looked up at him.

The black furred donkey was staring at Jackson, looking extremely irritable as his hooves pawed the floor.

Jackson was stood up and busy stacking the chips back into the case along with the deck, he smirked up at Dylan as he brayed again and gestured at the three of them and then to his throat.

Xaie also noticed now that Jackson was still mostly transformed, his heavy cock and long tail swaying tantalisingly as he set the last pieces into the box.

"Hold ya horses Dill" Jackson chuckled, picking up the case and returning it to the cabinet at the other side of the room.

Closing the door with a snap he stood still for a moment before giving a grunt and then.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Jackson let out a loud bray and whole form trembled.

Xaie spotted his hands clenching and his jaw fell open as he watched Jackson's hands complete their transformation and there were a few grunts that made him think Jackson's muzzle was going though its last shift.

"HEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAW...heeeeeeeeeeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaw"

Jackson brayed again before he turned, revealing himself to be fully transformed into an Anthro donkey just like them.

He lifted his Stetson and rested it back on top of his spiky auburn mane.

"Thaaaaawts better" he brayed, his voice slightly deeper but still keeping his southern drawl.

"Alright jackasses! Ya'll can speak!"

Xaie felt a strange tingle in his throat before he coughed and gave a gasp.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaw Whaaaaaaawt whaaaaaaaws thaaaaawt" he brayed and his eyes went wide as he heard his own voice amongst the brays.

"I CAN THAAAAAAAAAWLK"

He slapped his hands to his mouth comically.

"Sure ya can" came a low sour growl from Dylan, "Now ya master haaaaaaaws permitted it"

Xaie stared.

"My whaaaaaawt?" he asked.

There was the sound of heavy hoof falls and Xaie looked back as Jackson approached, a wide grin on his muzzle.

"That would be me bud" he chuckled deeply, folding his muscular, furry arms, "Ya'll are mine for the next week and ya better be ah'll be puttin' ya through ya paces jackass"

Xaie felt his ears fall back, looking up into Jackson's big brown eyes.

Fear creeping into him as he pondered what the next week was going to be like.

Then Jackson snorted, followed by Noah and then Dylan.

All three of them fell about laughing, braying cries of mirth.

"Ohh the look on Yhaaaaaaaaw face" Noah brayed, "Priceless!"

Jackon chuckled and tipped his hat back.

"Sorry Xaie, ah aint gonna make ya do nothin' ya don't wanna do" he grinned, "But y'all will be expected to earn ya keep, work hawwwwd and y'all will get fed'n watered. And of course y'all can't leave till ya weeks up, that's parta the deal and ya will be a donkey till ya've served ya time"

Xaie nodded, feeling slightly relieved at the fact he wouldn't be forced to do anything but the prospect of spending an entire week as a donkey scared him as he thought of all of his plans to travel now being in tatters.

"W...WHaaaaaaaaawt kind of work will I be doing?" he asked tentatively, his long ears and tail twitching anxiously.

Jackson moved forwards and flung a furry arm over his shoulder.

"Well y'all will be helpin' me on mah farm" he said in a business-like tone, "Plus on Dills n' Noah's, gotta keep 'em runnin' while they're brayin'!"

Dylan snorted.

"Ya'll better do it right, last time Noah won ah almost got a tax audit" the black donkey grunted sourly.

"Not mah fault ya don't haaaaaaave an accountant!" Noah retorted, scratching his sandy brown fur.

"Anyhoo" Jackson said back to Xaie as the other continued to snipe at each other.

"Ah'll be workin' ya mainly in the fields, gotta get in the harvest before winter!"

Xaie blushed and nodded, trying not to let is show how he felt at being pressed against Jackson's naked, furry body.

Though it wasn't easy to hide a cock that was now several times larger than it had been and Jackson clearly noticed, his fingers now tracing gently over Xaie's shoulder.

He leaned in, his leathery nose inches from Xaie's long ears.

"Plus there's the added benefit" Jackon whispered, reaching with his free hand to his own semi hard cock, "At the end of a days haaaaaaawd work, we go back to the barn and rut like the haaaaaaawny beasts we are! HEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

He finished with a loud bray that echoed around the room, Noah and Dylan turning to stare and a knowing expression crossing their muzzles.

Both of their cocks began to throb visibly as they grew erect.

Xaie felt Jackson's grip on his shoulder tighten slightly.

"Ah think it's time we let of a bitta steam boys" he said cheerily. "Y'all know the deal Noah, first out gets the first in'em"

"Haaaaaaaaw man!" Noah brayed, moving over to the low partition wall, gripping it hard and raising his tail to expose his black equine pucker.

Jackson snorted and Xaie felt his own cock throbbing from Noah's lustful presentation.

"He's all yhaaaaws Dill" Jackson grunted, "Ah wanna break in our new colt."

"With pleasure" Dylan snorted, striding over to Noah and kneeling down at his exposed rump, "Gonna be trottin' haaawme sideways when ah'm done with ya"

And before Xaies eyes, Dylan gripped Noah's furry rump and buried his muzzled into his musky pucker.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" Noah brayed, throwing his head back and snorting in bliss.

Xaie couldn't stop staring, his mouth falling open while his cock bounced higher, the flat flip flaring.

"Ah knew y'all were a haaawny ass just like us" Jackson grinned, moving in front of Xaie.

Xaie looked up into Jackson's face, his expression was eager.

"Like ah said, ah ain't gonna force it" Jackson reiterated, moving his hand up Xaie's furry chest, causing him to tremble. "But trust me when ah say...y'all love every moment with this haaaaaaawt body of yhaaaaaawws"

"Mmmmmmph!"

Xaie whimpered, his rubbery lips working hard to contain his brays of pleasure while his cock reached full mast, the flat tip beginning to leak.

"Ah can tell y'all want it" Jackson continued, smiling wildly and lowering his hand towards Xaie's throbbing meat.

"All ya have ta do it tell me you want it"

He wrapped his hand around Xaie's cock.

"Cause once we sthaaaaaawt we aint gonna sthaaaaawp!"

"Haaa....haaa" Xaie panted, his knees going weak as Jackson began to pump his cock, his thick digits sliding over the sensitive tip and lubing his shaft with his pre.

He couldn't take it anymore.

Reaching out, Xaie wrapped his own three fingered hand around Jackson's cock, feeling the immense girth as it pulsed in his palm.

Jackson let out a loud snort and thrust his hips and cock into Xaie's grip.

"Ah'll take that as a yes!" he grunted, increasing the speed of his own strokes.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" Xaie brayed in response, losing himself completely and allowing the wave of pleasure to fully overwhelm him.

"Haaaaw yeah!" Jackson groaned, raising his free hand below Xaie's muzzle so their brown eyes met. "Yhaaaw gonna love this"

He leaned forwards and Xaie's eyes went wide as their lips suddenly locked together, and he was pulled into deep passionate kiss.

"MMMMMPHHHH!"

Xaie let out a muffled moan before sinking into the embrace.

He had never been kissed like this before, the sensation of jack Jackson's long equine tongue invading his muzzle was so alien and yet so intense that he just let it happen, allowing his own long tongue to be swept up in the moment.

It was absolute bliss, standing there in each other's embrace, their throbbing cocks grinding up against their hairy bodies while their hands ran over their soft pelts and firm equine muscles.

I seemed like an age before Jackson pulled away, smiling down at Xaie who was staring glassy eyed up at him.

"So haaaaaaaawt...ya'll give a helluva kiss" Jackson grinned, licking his lips, "Let's see haaw you handle somthin' bigger"

He placed a hand on Xaie's shoulder.

"On ya knees!"

Xaie didn't need the additional pressure, the moment his long ears heard the order, he felt his body obey.

He sank to his knees, his muzzle now level with Jackson's throbbing shaft.

The fat, flat tip dripping with thick, rich pre.

Xaie's nostrils flared, the immense barnyard musk flooding his senses as his eyes flicked up to see Jackson grinning down at him.

"Ya look so damn' sexy donkeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAW!" he brayed, "And ah'm warnin' ya again, ah ain't stopping once ah sthaaaaaaawt!"

His cock throbbed between his thick thighs.

"Ah'll let yhaaaaaaaw'll make the choice"

Xaie didn't need to make the choice, the hot make out session had put any doubt in his head to rest.

Kneeling between Jackson's legs, he managed to catch a glimpse beyond of Noah having his equine hole ravaged by Dylan, their lustful brays echoing loudly in his long ears.

He felt his own puckered hole twitch at what may be to come before he wrapped his hand again around Jackson's cock, his long tongue licking his lips as he gazed back up at Jackson.

The deep brown, dominant eyes strengthen his resolve.

"I whaaaaaawnt it" he brayed, "I Whaaaaawnt it all!"

Jackson's muzzle split into a wide grin.

"Good dhaaaaawnkey" he brayed back, thrusting his hips, "Show me haaaaaaw good that muzzle is"

Xaie felt a hand on his mane, pushing him closer to the leaking tip.

He began to huff, his flaring nostrils taking one last whiff of the glorious musk before he surrendered completely.

His black, rubbery lips parted, and he moaned as he sunk his maw onto Jackson's girthy shaft.

"HAAAAAAW FUUUCK!" Jackson brayed above him, one of his hooves pawing the hardwood floor as he pushed Xaie deeper onto his shaft, "TAKE HEEEEEEEEEET DHAAAAAAAWNKEEEEHAAAAAAAW!"

Xaie had sucked men off before, but never like this.

His new face allowed him to take so much more than he ever thought possible, sinking halfway down the immense rod so that his thick lips brushed Jackson's fat medial ring, his long tongue curling itself around the donkeyman's soda can girth as he began to bob his head.

"HEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Jackson brayed out, one hand remaining curled in Xaie's spiky mane while the other gripped his shoulder, holding the donkey below him tight as he began to match his head bobs with his own thrusts, allowing his cock to sink deeper into Xaie's eager maw.

"MMMMPHHH!"

If Xaie could have matched Jackon's bray he would have, yet all he could let out was a muffled moan around the Jackson's pulsing meat, drinking in the donkeyman's heavenly musk and savouring the rich, salty pre that the flaring lip spread over his lapping tongue.

His eyes rolled in ecstasy while his hands moved up and down Jackson's muscular, furry thighs. His thick fingers tracing through the soft pelt before cupping the taught, bubbled ass and feeling the leathery pucker.

"HAAAAAAAAW HEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Jackon brayed out again, feeling Xaie's hoof tipped finger tracing his sensitive, puffy ring while his other hand cupped his pendulous sheath as the grapefruit sized balls within slapped up against Xaie's furry chin as he thrust harder and deeper.

Jackson was getting close already, the whole card game had gotten all of them on the edge before and now he could feel his balls churning, ready to claim the new jackass beneath him.

But he wanted to do it right, he wanted to hear Xaie bray for it.

Huffing and snorting like a beast, Jackson slowly pulled back, drawing the thick rod from Xaie's maw like a sword till the flat tip emerged with a wet pop from Xaie's lips.

Xaie slumped against Jackson's thighs, panting and huffing, allowing himself to rest after the fierce face fucking, eyes fixed on the pulsing rod he had just been servicing.

Then a pair of hands reached down, wrapping themselves under his arms, Xaie felt himself being pulled gently back to his hooves before he was once again pulled into a make out session.

Their tongues battling much more fiercely and their hands moving with more passion over each other's bodies, teasing nipple, stroking makes and even giving each other's tails a cheeky tug.

Jackson again pulled away, gently caressing Xaie's muzzle as he gazed into Xaie's unfocused eyes.

"Time for me to claim mah prize" he grinned, guiding Xaie over to the poker table and lowering his hands to his hips, "Turn around jackass"

Xaie obeyed without question.

Turning on the spot and bending over instinctively, splaying his hands on the table and feeling his tail lift in anticipation.

He heard Jackson huffing and grunting and turned in time to see him sink to his knees behind him before he felt the tingle of his pucker from a wave of warm breath.

Two large hands then seized his furry cheeks, prying them gently apart and Xaie moaned, his own leaking cock bouncing up below his pecs, spraying pre over the table.

"HAAAAAAAW GHAAAWD!"

That was all Xaie heard and before he could respond he let out a screeching bray of he own as Jackson shoved his muzzle onto his pucker.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Jackson was rough and passionate, his tongue lathering Xaie's pucker as eagerly as his mouth.

Xaie brayed out, his thick hooflike nails grinding on the tabletop as he hung his head, trying not to fall down in the sheer bliss of what he was feeling.

He slowly turned his head back, seeing Jackon's long ears bouncing as he head bobbed in and out of his ass, his long tongue working ass like a true expert.

"Fuck...how many times has he done this" he thought wildly, his gaze moving to Noah and Dylan.

Noah was now on all fours, ass held high as Dylan pounded him hard, their heavy balls slapping while both of them brayed like beasts.

He was a beast now.

They were all beasts.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Embracing the beast he was, Xaie let out a long bray just as Jackson gave his ass one last, long lick before rising back to his hooves.

Xaie whimpered as he felt something large and flat push right up against his prepped rear, his tight hole slowly stretching.

"Ready to bray?" came Jackson's growling voice from behind him, it was deep and commanding.

Xaie twisted back, looking up at the donkey stud standing over his rear, one hand gripping his ass while the other held his tail.

The deep brown eyes met his own and all at once he knew what he wanted.

He wanted to be claimed; he wanted to be a part of the herd.

To be a part of Jackson's herd.

Throwing his head back, he screeched his will to the heavens in the only way a donkey like himself could.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

The bray echoed around the room and Jackson let out a bray of his own before he thrust and speared his cock deep into Xaie's needy asshole.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

The two beasts brayed together.

Jackson snorting bliss as Xaie's tight pucker massaged his needy shaft while Xaie melted at sensation of Jackson's manhood striking his prostate.

Xaie leaned back, feeling his mane brush up Jackson's chest as he felt the studs muscular arms embrace him, pushing his shaft deeper, the fat medial ring testing his stretched hole while the tip flared and flooded him with pre.

"NHHHAAAAAW....mmmph...so tight..." Jackson grunted, his gravelly voice weak in his euphoria while his heavy sheath slapped Xaie's, the swollen balls within churning with the load that would soon claim the eager donkey he was rutting.

"I....I CHAAAAAWNT HAAAAAAAAAAALD HEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAW!"

Jackson looked over his shoulder just in time to see Noah throw his head back in a loud bray, his throbbing cock flaring beneath him before unleashing a wave of thick, yellowish cum onto the wooden floor beneath him.

The spilled seed adding a pure sexual musk into the room that caused the black furred donkey rutting him to bray out.

"FHAAAAAAAAWK NOAHAAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAW!" Dylan brayed, thrusting deep into the sandy donkey's ass, "GONNA HAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAW!"

Jackson could tell Dylan had lost himself to his lust and judging from Noah's sudden moan and slack jawed grin, Dylan was filling the jackass with his own bestial load.

The act only drove him to plough Xaie harder as he began to feel his own orgasm mounting and judging from the brays and pants of his new conquest, he too was tiptoeing on the edge of his own pleasure.

"HEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAW!" both donkeys brayed, feeling their cocks hilt and flare.

Jackson leaned in, gripping Xaie's mane and pulling his muzzle back, his eyes glazed with lust as he stared back into the eyes of the grey donkeyman rutting him.

The grey donkeys lips peeled back in a wide grin, his long nostrils flaring in the moment, drawing in the scent of the smoky jackass below him.

"HAAAAAAAAAW....Haaaaaaaaaw" he brayed, his voice growing quieter as he raced towards the inevitable finish, "Haaaaaaawpe ya readeeeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAW.....Haaaaaaaw'm about tah bhaaaaaaaaw!"

Xaie's stared back at the donkeyman, tongue lolling as his donkeycock slapped the table where they had been playing, where he had become the beast he now was.

"HEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" he brayed loudly in response, thrusting his ass back onto the cock spearing him and leaning his long muzzle up to snort his smoky breath at Jackson.

Like one donkey greeting another.

There was a moment where their deep brown eyes met and Jackson saw the need in his new colts eyes.

His long ears standing up as Xaie brayed two words.

"Take meeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAW!"

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Jackson threw his head back as the moment came, slamming his full length into Xaie's pucker, he brayed out as his throbbing sheath unloaded itself into Xaie's needy rump.

"HEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" Xaie brayed, the sensation of being filled by wave upon wave of donkey jism sending him spiralling over the blissful edge.

His fat, flaring cock bobbed in the warm air for a second before it erupted.

Waves of thick, yellowish cum rocketed out of his equine flare, aching high and splattering the table and chairs and peppering the discarded human clothes on the floor.

"HEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAW! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Bray after bray was met with jet after jet of cum from his cock, it was easily the largest load Xaie had ever shot in his life and, judging by the full feeling in his guts as Jackson continued to fill him, this was what it was like to be a virile jackass.

"HEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAW!....HeeeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAAW!....Heeeeeeeeeeeehaaaaaaaaaw!"

His brays began to fade as his orgasm finally began to subside, slumping forwards in Jackson's strong arms as he panted, his hands rubbing over Xaie's slightly bloated belly.

"Yhaaaaaaaw one of us now Xaie" Jackson whispered, the tip of his muzzle teasing Xaie's mane, "Another haaaaaawny jackass for the fields"

"HeeeeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAW!" Xaie replied, unable to formulate human words through the fading bliss.

"Looks like yhaaaw fucked his brains out!" came Noah's cocky voice before he brayed loudly as Dylan pulled his donkey cock free of his ass.

"Ya'll would know ya dumbass" Dylan grunted, pumping his cum slick cock and slapping Noah's furry, "Fuck it feels good tah bray n' fhaaaaawk again"

"Screw you Jackass!" Noah snorted, stretching as he rose back to his hooves and moved over to where Jackson was pulling slowly out of Xaie's ass. "Damn ya really did make a fine ass Xaie!"

"NGHAAAAAAAW!" Xaie brayed as Jackson finally pulled free of his tortured pucker, feeling a flood of Jackson's seed pour down over his sheath, "Haaaaaw...haaaaw....nghhhh....fhaaaaaawk"

"Haha HAAAAAAAW!" Dylan chuckled, moving around the table, "Haawlways the the same, brain so jacked they can't stop brayin'"

Xaie gave a snort and looked up at the black furred donkeyman and stuck up the middle of his three fingers, "Fhaaaaawk you Dylan" he retorted causing Dylan to laugh heartily.

"Yeah ya'll really haaaw one of us now" Dylan chuckled, hefting up his cock as it pulsed and swelled again to full erection.

"Which means ya'll don't just stop at one fuckin'!"

"HEEEEEEEEHAAAAAW!" Xaie brayed loudly as he felt hands prying his ass open again and felt a long tongue beginning to lap at his leaking hole.

Stretching his head around he saw Noah's sandy mane being batted by his tail, his ears bobbing as he eagerly traced his tongue over his ass and sheath.

"Haaawpe you don't mind me cleanin' up Xaie" Noah brayed from below, "Ah'm a bit of a sucker fah cum...in a coupl'a ways"

Xaie snorted and moaned, his eyes fixed on Dylan's pulsing cock which he was pumping tantalisingly.

"Like what ya see jackass" Dylan jeered with a wink, "Haaaaaaw about ya'll get the best'a both worlds!"

Xaie suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder, and he turned to see Noah, his dark nose shiny with cum, grinning back at him.

"Ah think ah know what Dill's getting' at" the donkeyman chuckled, turning Xaie and pushing him back, "On the table bud' n' spread 'em!"

Following Noah's lead, Xaie allowed himself to be pushed back and laid across the table, his vision suddenly obscure by Dylan's thick shaft while Noah hiked up and spread his furry legs to once again expose his pucker.

Xaie could tell the two were going to double team him and his spent cock was already swelling in anticipation, watching Noah's head duck out of sight again before grunting as Dylan's cock slapped his muzzle.

"Don't leave me waitin' stud!" Dylan snorted, "I wanna see ya style"

Dylan hefted his cock and Xaie gasped as he felt the donkeys thick, leathery sheath press into his face.

"Haww about ya'll show mah balls some lovin' first befhaaaaw you earn a right to mah cock!"

Xaie's eyes rolled and his large nostrils flared as he took in a rich, smoky scent from the black donkey, his nose and lips pressing deep into the leathery skin as his hands moved up to run along Dylan's muscular thighs.

"Mmmmmph" Dylan grunted, pushing his sheath harder onto Xaie's face while the donkey bellowed him grunted in bliss from the intoxicating scent and the fact that Noah had resumed his eager licking of his ass.

"Looks like heeeeeeeee's haaaaaaaaaawlready on edge again" came Jackson's voice from somewhere above, "Think ah better return the favour!"

"MMMMMMMMPHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Xaie let out a muffled bray of bliss as he felt a hand grip his shaft tightly and begin to jack him off, allowing his flat tip to flare out slowly.

"So haaaaaawd already! Ya'll really are a jackass" Jackson chuckled, increasing the speed of his pumps, causing Xaie to buck his hips up, allowing Noah to push his muzzle in deeper.

"HEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAW" Dylan brayed, feeling Xaie squirm under his sack, "Fhaaaaaw Xaie, mmmph use that tongue!"

The three-way stimulation was too much for Xaie, his brain frying as it tried to lock onto all three sensations at once, everything was a haze of bliss as he thrust his hips up while his tongue lapped at Dylan's musky balls.

His cock throbbed and pulsed in Jackson's grip, the tip already flaring out fully.

"Fuck heeeeeee ghaaaaaawnna blow again!" Dylan brayed, leaning over and huffing from Xaie's ministrations.

"Let's see haaaaaw far he shoots!" Jackson smiled, running a hoof tip finger gently over Xaie's sensitive tip.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAW!"

Xaie couldn't hold it in.

Pushing up Dylan's sheath with his muzzle, he let out a screeching bray as his cock fired off yet another load, sending jets of his donkey spunk all over his chest fur and even managing to splash Dylan.

"There he goes!" Jackson sniggered, "such a haaaaawny little ass!"

Xaie let out a snort as Dylan pulled his sheath of his muzzle and he was suddenly hit with a pungent wave of his own musk.

"Ya'll taste good Xaie" Dylan sniggered, his long tongue tasting some of the seed that had splashed his muzzle.

"Mind if ah taste too?" Jackson grinned, moving over and pulling Dylan into a sloppy equine kiss, both donkeys rubbing the cum into their matting fur.

Xaie huffed and snorted in his afterglow, staring up at the two donkeymen making out above him and watching their cocks swelling with arousal.

"Thaaaawts Haaaaaaawt" he moaned, reaching down to his spent cock and beginning to pump it, feeling growing hard again.

Dylan and Jackson broke their kiss with a snort.

"Ya right Dill, he does taste good" Jackson chuckled before grinning down at the horny jack beneath them.

"Think he's earnt ya cock?"

"Haawww yeah" Dylan grinned, hefting up his throbbing shaft again. "Ah wanna test out that muzzle".

"And Ah wanna try out his hole!" piped in Noah who emerged from between Xaie's legs licking his rubbery lips, "Ah can tell its bheeeeeen well primed!" He added with a wink at Jackson.

Xaie looked between the two donkeys with a wide grin, pumping his fully erect cock and snorting.

"Ah think he's ready to go!" Jackson smiled, moving around behind Dylan and gripping the black furred donkey's tail, "And so am Ah!"

"HEEEEHAAAAAAAAAW!" Dylan brayed, hunching over as he felt Jackson's flat tip push up against his puckered hole and then push its way in.

"Haaaaaw quit ya brayin' Dill!" Jackson snorted, gritting his flat teeth, "Ah know ya like it rough"

Dylan grunted in discomfort, yet his cock gave an almighty thob, the tip spurting pre over Xaie's muzzle causing his tongue to lash out and taste the musky saltiness.

"Fhaaaaawk...ngghhhh...HEEEEHAAAAW!" Dylan brayed, gripping the table hard, "Fhaaaawk you Jackson....nghhh...Ok XaieeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAW!"

He aimed his cock at Xaie's eager lips.

"Fancy haaaaaaw taste?"

"HAAAW YEAH!" Xaie brayed, reaching up and wrapping his hand around Dylan's girth before leaning up and lathering his tongue along the waiting shaft, dancing around the flat tip.

"HAAAAAAAWW" Dylan brayed, leaning over further, allowing Jackson to rut deeper while allowing his tip to press hard into Xaie's maw.

Noah watched the three donkeymen beginning their rut, pumping his own cock to the lewd display and staring down at Xaie's hole

"So haaawt!" he moaned, pressing his tip to Xaie's pucker as the brown donkey lifted his legs, resting his hooves on Noah's shoulders.

"Ah see you whaaaaaaawnt it bad!" Noah brayed eagerly, pushing his cock into Xaie's pucker, the previous load and his own ministrations allowing him to sink easily into the new colt. "HEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

"MMMMMMPHHHHHHH!"

Xaie couldn't even bray out, his muzzle so full of donkey cock it blocked any attempt to voice his ecstasy.

He was lost completely, filled at both ends by horny jackasses like himself, his own hand pumping his own slick shaft as he braced for yet another orgasm, the large balls in his leathery sheath churning with his next load of donkey cum.

And yet he was content, content to be the fuck toy of these amazing donkeymen who had made him one of their herd.

The earlier worries he had been fretting over during the game long gone in the bliss of the rut.

Over and over, in different positions; he sucked, fucked and brayed.

Embracing the beast he had become in all of its glory.

He was a donkey and he loved it!

? ? ? ?

Xaie didn't know how much time had passed or how many loads he had taken or given as he lay spread eagled on the card table, his hoof tipped hands rubbing over his furry belly, slightly swollen from the sheer amount of donkey cum filling him.

He looked around from his vantage point, Noah was on the floor, sprawled across Dylan's lap in a doze while the latter was puffing idly on the smouldering stub of his last cigar, causing Xaie to feel a slight pang of jealousy at the thought of a good smoke after such an intense rutting.

Jackson was sitting on one of the chairs next to Xaie, his eyes fluttering in his latest afterglow, all four donkeymen completely spent and the moment of silence was almost dreamlike, a moments peace in the world.

Until there was the scraping sound of a lock and the door to the bar burst open and Trist the barman entered looking extremely haggard.

"ARE Y'ALL DONE WITH YA LITTLE ORGY YET!" Trist bellowed, staring around at the four donkeys with narrowed eyes.

"Chaaaaaawlm down dude!" Noah moaned up from Dylan's lap, "Why so haaaaaawngry?"

"Cause ah called last orders over two hours ago!" Trist snarled through pursed lips, "Ah wan't mah bed and ah ain't waitin' any longer for you to fuck ya'selves senseless! Ah already had to placate everyone who heard ya brayin' ya'll need ta repad in here if ya wanna keep this up!"

"Alright HAAAAWlright!" Jackson moaned, getting to his hooves and raising his arms in surrender, "A'hm shaaawrry we gotta little carried away Trist, but haaaaaw new colt was an eager little jackass"

He reaches out and rubbed Xaie's mane.

"We couldn't resist another rhaaaaawnd!"

Trist rolled his eyes as though he'd heard that excuse many times before asking resignedly.

"Alright then, who's pickin' up the tab?"

Jackson picked up his hat from the floor from where it fell during one of the ruts and tipped it back.

"That would bheeeeeeee Yhaaaaaaaaws truly" he brayed with a wide bucktoothed grin.

Trist smirked.

"Lucky bastard" he snorted, "OK, y'all give me one of ya asses and ah'll take of half ya tab"

"HAAAAWLF!" Jackson brayed, his jaw dropping.

"Yes Half!" Trist clucked, "I aint lettin' ya get away with givin' me a donkey every couple of weeks to clear a full debt! Ah have a livin' tah make too and ya'll already owe me enough ta cover a whole keg!"

Jackson pouted, his long ears drooping and his nostrils flaring.

"Fine" he grumbled before turning to the pair of donkeys on the ground, "Dill y'all ok to work with Trist for the week"

Dylan stubbed out his cigar and snorted.

"Like Ah have a choice 'Master'" he mumbled, his braying voice dripping with sarcasm, "Just take care of mah place while ah'm out"

"Always do" Jackson grinned, turning back to Trist, "Thaaaaawt good enough? Ah'll pay ya the rest tomorrow when ah pop in for the usual!"

"Make sure ya do and don't forget ya fuckin' wallet Jack or ah'll make sure the next time ya get hooves they don't turn back!" Trist said sternly before turning back to the door, "Let ya'selves out the back, Dylan ya'll know where ya sleep... And for the love a' god Jackson...put on some pants!"

He strode back into the bar, slamming the door and locking it loudly.

"NIGHT TRIST!" Jackson called after him before turning back to face his fellow donkeys.

"Right guys ah think we better mosey....NGHHHHH....GHAAAAAAAAAW!"

Jackson suddenly began to grunt and there was a series of cracks and pops.

Xaie sat up quickly, slipping off the table to his hooves as he stared at Jackson in amazement.

The donkeyman's fur was fading away, human skin appearing in patches on his arms and legs as his fingers and hooves cracked and split as the nails lightened, reforming into his human hands and feet.

Staggering and turning, Xaie stared as Jackson's tail shrivelled and pull back into his spine, his mane fading away back into his shaggy, auburn hair while his face slowly caved inwards, the muzzle shrinking back into his rugged, bearded, farmer's face.

Within moments, Jackson was stood there fully naked and almost fully human.

His body hair seemed thicker than it had before the game while his cock was still noticeably equine but had shrunk down to what could be considered a manageable size yet still larger than any human's.

"Nghhhhah!" Jackson grunted, cracking his neck and stumbling as he got used to walking on feet again, "Comin' back is always a bugger"

He turned and stared at the other donkeys and Xaie felt a strange pang of potential relief and dismay inside him that he might return to human too.

There was the sound of clopping and Xaie looked around to see Noah and Dylan standing but then bending over to stand on all fours.

"Might whaaaaaawnna join us Xaie" Dylan grunted, "for the next part!"

"WHaaaawt do you mean?" Xaie began before Jackson called out.

"Alright jackasses, time for you to be donks!" Jackson said cheerily, "Go Feral!"

The moment the words left Jackson's lips Xaie felt a shock run through his body and his back cramped.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" he cried out, falling down to his hands and knees as his body seemed to heat up, a rush flowing from the tips of his long ears to his hooves.

He felt his three fingered hands lose all feeling and stared in shock as the thick digits began to fuse further, the three becoming one until he had nothing but a pair of solid black hooves at the end of his arms.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAW HEEEEEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

He tried to call out to Jackson, but any human words immediately faded out to brays as his neck swelled while his chest barred out, his breath catching as his lungs expanded and his belly ballooned out into a donkey gut.

"HEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAW!"

His brays became even more bestial, his shoulders cracking forwards and his ass pushed out, exposing his still leaking pucker while his back cracked audibly.

"HEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAW!"

Xaie brayed out and tried to rear up onto his hind legs, but his new gut and ass forced his forehooves back to the ground and he suddenly realised that he was locked on all fours.

Staggering, he took a few tentative steps on his new hooves, his arms and legs shaking as they reformed fully into the legs of a quadrupedal beast.

Twisting his lengthening neck around, Xaie spotted Noah and Dylan in similar states, their bodies shifting from the half human, half donkey forms to those of full braying jackasses, already on all fours and braying out at their bodies swelled with muscle and fat.

Jackson meanwhile was moving around the room, picking up the clothes they had discarded during their game and arranging them on the table.

"Ahh Fuck!" he cried out holding up his denim jacket that was dripping with yellowish cum, "Next time boys ah say we bring spares or just get naked before we play!"

He tossed the shirt aside and continued to fish through the pile, finally untangling a pair of boxers that he quickly pulled on.

"Save us from huntin' for clean pants! Now ah ain't got shit to wear home!"

"HAAAAAAW HEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWW!" Xaie brayed, feeling a pressure in his jaw as his muzzle swelled out to match his new muscular neck, cracking out into the large head of a jackass.

There were several loud pops and cracks around the room from all three donkeys as the changes finally subsided, leaving three huffing jackasses, grunting on all fours as fully transformed donkeys.

"Y'all done?" Jackson asked, striding forwards with a saddle and blanket on one shoulder and a loaded saddle bag on the others, "Good!"

He was still shirtless but was now wearing a pair of slightly stained jeans and had pulled on his leather boots which made audible clicks as he moved over to Noah.

He threw the blanket over the sandy donkey's back before beginning to strap the saddle on top and around the donkeys belly.

"HEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAW!" Noah brayed, almost indignantly, his muzzle turned towards Jackson and snorting in disapproval.

"Quit ya brayin' Noah" Jackson grunted, tightening the straps, "Ah ain't ridin' Xaie after his first change, don't make me whip you into shape"

Noah snorted and Jackson let out a cry as a large, tasselled tail whipped him hard across his bare chest causing Dylan to let out a loud snort of amusement.

"Haha very funny" Jackson grunted, double checking his work before stepping away from Noah and turning towards Xaie, "Dill, Y'all know what ta do, Trist's countin' on ya!"

"HeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAAW!" Dylan brayed, trotting past Xaie and giving him a gentle nuzzle before moving over to partitioned area of the room and entering the stall beyond, the sound of water being lapped up from a trough soon followed.

"Alright Xaie" Jackson yawned, stepping up to his newest donkey, "Time for ya first job as a jackass!"

He raised up the saddle bag and gently placed it over Xaie's back, the heavy contents thudding as they hit his pelt.

Xaie snorted, feeling the pressure of the added weight but it was almost feather light to him.

"You'll be carryin' ya human clothes, ah aint got things for when ya turn back in a week" Jackson smiled before he raised something in his hand that jingled and Xaie realised it was a halter.

"Hold still" Jackson commanded and Xaie felt his body unwillingly freeze, allowing the hairy farmer to place the jingling leather over his muzzle and attach a rope.

"Right better get a move on!" Jackson announced, pulling on the rope and forcing Xaie to follow him as he headed towards a pair of large doors in the opposite wall to the bar.

With a loud grunt, Jackon tugged open the rust door exposing the cool, calm arid landscape beyond, the dark sky glittering above with countless stars.

Noah and Xaie trotted out into the chilly night, their long ears standing up and swivelling, taking in the nighttime sounds.

"Ya'll be good ya hear Dill!" Jackson called back into the barn one hand, standing outside and preparing to pull it closed.

"HEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" came a loud bray from within and Jackson chuckled before pulling the door closed with a grunt and turning to face his two donkeys, his bare, hairy chest shining in the moonlight and his dark nipples perked up in the chill.

"Alright boys, lets mosey! Gonna be an early start and lots ta do with three farms!" Jason smiled, gripping the Xaie's rope and attaching it to the back of Noah's saddle.

"Don't worry" he added in an undertone to the donkey, "Ya'll are gonna love it, trust me!"

He gave the brown donkey a wink and petted his mane before moving back over to Noah and heaving himself up onto the beasts back.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAW" Noah brayed, sounding indignant and sour as he adjusted his stance to compensate for the additional weight.

"Let's go jackass, be a good boy and ah may just give ya a treat before bed" Jackson chuckled digging his heels into Noah's flanks.

"HeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAWWWWWW!" Noah replied, grunting as he began to walk and tugging Xaie in his wake.

They moved off into the night, hooves clopping over the dry ground as they left the bar behind, marching out down the weathered road into the rolling, arid farmlands.

Xaie stared ahead at the hairy, naked back of his new master and the long waving tail of his fellow jackass, his mind spinning in the quiet march through the night.

He was so lost in his own thoughts that he hadn't realised how easy it was now to walk on all fours.

He pondered what he was going to do once his service was up, the whole plan he had formed for this holiday trip was now in tatters.

And yet he somehow felt content, the whole point of the trip he had taken was to get away from his dull life back across the pond. And now he literally was going to experience a new life, out on the plains as an animal doing physical labour and potentially having a good time with his fellow jackasses.

"Almost like a Dude Ranch" he thought jokingly to himself as his hooves thudded on the dry ground, "Guess it might be fun"

The longer he thought about it, the more Xaie thought that it might actually be a blessing, especially when he remembered what Jackson and Dylan had said about what went on after they had finished a days work.

His heavy sheath pulsed beneath his belly, and he let out a snort as he thought of the possibilities.

The two donkeys trotted onwards, Jackson humming and yawning idly, letting Noah take the lead until a shadowy house and barn emerged out of the early morning gloom.

"Home sweet home boys!" Jackson chuckled, hopping down from Noah's back and guiding the donkeys towards the farm.

Tiredness was beginning to hit Xaie as he was led into the warm insides of the barn, allowing himself to be led into a stall next to Noah were a large water trough and bedding of straw awaited him.

"Rest up now" Jackson smiled, patting his flank after removing the halter, "see ya'll at dawn!"

He stepped out and a moment later Xaie heard the barn door close, leaving him alone with the sound of Noah gulping water in the next stall.

Resigning himself to what he would now have to do for the week, Xaie took a few relieving gulps of water from the trough and a quick nibble of the surprisingly sweet hay before settling himself down on the straw covered ground, a tricky manoeuvre with his new hooves, before laying his head down as his tiredness began to carry him off to sleep.

His last thoughts before his brown eyes closed were of the game he had played and the new future it had opened to him, and he pondered happily as the world went dark.

Maybe he hadn't been dealt such a bad hand after all!