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A Spell Gone Awry (Male to Donkey TF & Male to Donkey Cock Transformation)

A cocky wizard tries to show off his magic powers by turning a guy into a majestic horse. However it doesn't go quite as planned...

A Spell Gone Awry

-a grrside story-

The very moment Harry walked into my living room his mouth fell agape in wonder. He was mesmerized by all the magic artifacts and small trinkets I had put up on my walls. While he wasn’t looking my own mouth salivated as I delighted myself in the sight of the young man’s figure.

He was pudgy, just as I liked my men. His clothing hugged his chubby frame tightly as he moved around the room examining every mystic ornament thoroughly. His blond hair was short yet messy and his cute face was very charming.

I had met this fatty boy recently. He seemed very interested in magic and his eyes had shone bright when I had told him I was a sorcerer. He had practically begged me to let him come for a visit and how could I say no to such a cutie?

My obese visitor was enthusiastic about all the mystical paraphernalia he had never seen before. “Is that a genuine magic wand?” He asked, pointing to what was exhibited on top of a cabinet.

“Actually a baton. And these things are not such a big deal. They’re only as powerful as the wizard who uses them.”

“Wooo!” Harry looked at me like I was the most fascinating man he had ever met. This must've been his first time seeing an actual sorcerer.

“And what’s inside this thing...?” He said when he opened the doors to the cabinet and a set of mysterious jars full of liquid that glowed in the dark were revealed to him.

“Ahh, don’t touch those, they’re...”

“Magic potions?” Harry’s eyes widened.

“No, just some samples of animal semen I’ve collected. If you open them, the spell keeping them frozen will dissipate.”

“Ewww!” Grossed out, he closed the doors of the cabinet as fast as he could. “Why would anyone collect something like that?!”

“All kinds of animal semen are used as ingredients to make magic potions. Ask any potion maker, they’ll agree.”

“Right...” Harry didn’t seem to fully believe me but he let it slide.

“So...” He blushed as he said this, as if he were about touch on an extremely taboo subject. “What kind of... spells... do you use?”

“Oh, all kinds, but my favorite branch of magic is definitely transmutation.”

Harry gasped audibly. “That’s amazing! Ohh, I’ve always dreamt of seeing that! Do you think you can show me a transformation? Into an animal, maybe? Just a quick one! Please!” His eagerness was overwhelming yet very contagious. He seemed to have waited for a chance at this for a very long time.

“Sure. I’m always up for a transformation or two.” I smiled. “Oh, by the way, mind if I use you as the target?” When I added this last question the excitement on the boy’s face got so extreme I thought he was gonna collapse due to happiness overload.

We decided to get to it that same day. I drove him all the way through a vast field until a farm came into view. At this point in time the sun was already setting.

“Umm... Are you sure nobody’s going to see us?” Harry asked me as I parked the car.

I nodded my head. “Don’t worry, I don’t think anybody’s going to visit such a remote farm this late. Besides, an acquaintance of mine operates this farm and he doesn’t mind when I come by to perform magical experiments.”

“Oh!” Harry smiled. “So is that friend of yours a wizard, too?”

“On paper, yes he is. But, nah... Scott’s nowhere near my level... He wouldn’t know how to transform a measly frog into a fly even if his life depended on it.”

Harry giggled.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing. You just make him sound like he’s your rival.”

Now it was my turn to laugh. Scott, my rival? That would imply he’s half competent at magic which would be a big joke.

We got both of our fat asses out of the car, the vehicle making a hissing noise as if feeling relieved from all that heavy weight.

“The pigsty is the other way, boy.” I told him with a smirk.

“Uh? Why the pigsty?”

“It’ll be your new home once I turn you into a big fat pig. Well, you’re already well-served in the “big” and “fat” department...”

Harry blushed bright red. “That’d be too mean! I don’t wanna be a pig!” He shouted. “...Not on my first transformation, at least...” He added under his breath.

Oh, so he was one of those guys who wanted to make their first time special. I wouldn't judge him for that, but if he thought I was going to transmute that delicious body of his only once he was very, very wrong, hehe.

“So what’s it gonna be then?”

“I’ve... always wished I could turn into a horse! A stallion! With a big... you-know-what.”

So his fantasy was to be a horse with a big wiener. A bit typical, but it’d do. We headed to the entrance to the stables.

“I want to trot all over the field! Free as the wind!” He said dreamily.

“Good luck running around so carefree with a gigantic erection between your horse legs.”

“Eek!” Harry shrieked with embarrassment. “... Damn, now I’m already hard...” Harry’s cheeks went red. “Talking about long sticks, are you gonna use your baton?”

“I can do this bare-handed, actually. The baton is basically just an amplifier.”

“Aww, but I want my first time to be with a wizard pointing his intimidating magic baton at me!”

Geesh, he was a capricious one. I excused myself for a moment to go retrieve the emergency baton I always carried in the car trunk. When I came back to Harry it was already nighttime.

I flashed my baton at him.

“It’s so big!” He said, his mouth agape. He’d better react the same way when it comes to flashing him my penis.

“Anyway, you can get started stripping down while I turn on this old thing.” I wiggled my rarely-used baton until life came back into it. A big splurt of turquoise came out from its tip, which signaled it was ready for action.

However, Harry was just standing there very still.

“Do I really have to strip?” Harry asked timidly.

“If you value the clothes on you, yes. You can’t turn into a big fucking stallion clothed. You’ll rip your clothes apart.”

“Crap, I kinda hoped clothes would disappear with a poof like in cartoons until they are needed again but now that I say it out loud yeah, that would be very unrealistic.”

Harry began to strip. He unbuttoned his shirt and removed it revealing a big belly and moobs. His hairy torso looked so yummy... Oh? What was that? He had been wearing a very weird looking necklace under his shirt all this time.

“Do I have to remove my necklace, too? It’s a family heirloom and I would die if I were to lose it.”

“It doesn’t look like it’s gonna snap off, at least.” I came closer to him and touched his necklace “It isn’t a magical amulet, right?”

“Of course not. My family is extremely anti-magic. Why do you ask?”

Oh, so his family was like that. That explained why he was so little versed in magic and found it so amazing.

“If it were a charm it could interfere with the spell or the caster, but yeah, it would be really ironic for an anti-magic family to hand you down a magic amulet.” I laughed at that idea.

“Yeah... and... Why are you caressing my nipples that way?” Harry asked when he felt my fingers on those pointy things.

“Checking your magical spectrum. It’s easier to check in erogenous zones like these.” I squeezed them even harder.

“Oh, interesting.”

“Kidding. I’m just feeling you up.”

Harry rolled his eyes.

His shoes and trousers came down next. He hesitated a bit but he removed his underwear in a quick swift movement and cupped his genitals with both hands.

“No point in hiding those, they’ll become big horse balls when I’m finished with you.” I couldn’t help circling around him and examining his plump hips as I talked.

I picked up his clothes, made a ball out of them and threw them into a garbage bin. Harry complained but I assured him the garbage bin was empty and that we’d collect them later.

Harry felt a little bit self-conscious and silly standing there nude in the middle of the night but the moment I pointed my hard baton at him he had a difficult time hiding his erection.

Dang, he was bigger than me in that department and I hadn’t even started casting any cock- enlarging magic yet. This guy really was a handsome bunch of flesh. I couldn’t wait to shift and contort his shape to my liking.

“Here it goes, too late to back down now!” I cried out and my baton shot a big beam of turquoise magic at the young naked man.

Harry felt ecstasy when he felt a tail sprouting out from his big buttocks. He took the new body part in his hand, incredulous. “Oh my god, I have a tail! A tail!”

I felt ecstasy too as he finally stopped cupping his genitals in shame and I could see every inch of his body exposed and ready for me to manipulate as I pleased. The next change was his head, his ears becoming pointy and his face becoming more equine.

“Oh fuck this feels amazing! I’m really changing! I’m gonna be a horse! This is a dream come true...!”

Harry was having the time of his life. And then...

*CRACK!*

Harry’s necklace cracked open and fell into pieces. Which was certainly strange. I wasn’t directing my magic at it. Harry was so entranced with his transformation that he didn’t notice it. Or maybe he just didn’t care about pesky human possessions anymore.

“Yes! I want to be more horse!”

Harry’s torso became longer and his arms and legs started changing into equine legs. But something was going wrong, it was like my magic wasn’t obeying me anymore. Something was fishy and I didn’t like it.

“Harry! I’m losing control! We should stop!”

“No, I want to go full horse! I want a stallion cock to fuck mares! I want to... Neigh... Neighhh....!” His throat was changing, reforming into one of a beastly animal.

“Neiiiighh...Hee...Hee... Haww!! Hee Haww!!!”

What the fuck? That sounded more like the bray of a jackass than a horse. I tried to stop my magic but it was futile, it wouldn’t stop flowing. And worst of all, I was feeling a pull... The spell itself was pulling me, its own caster, into Harry!

“HeeHaww? HeeHAAAAAAAWWWW!” Harry was braying like the donkey he was becoming.

“Harry, bad news! I cried out. “I think your necklace is a protective charm! It’s taking control of my spell and twisting it in a horrible way! You’re not turning into a horse, you’re turning into a lower animal, a donkey!”

“HEEHAAWWW?!!!!”

“Yes, your charm weakened my intended spell and it’s also trying to punish me for casting it, I’m still not sure how, but I imagine it’s not going to be pretty!”

“But there’s a way to stop this!” I screamed as I was pushed into Harry. “You just have to supress your animalistic side, which means...!” The spell forced me into Harry’s torso, making us look like we were hugging each other. “...Which means that you need to lose your erection!”

“HEE...HAWW?!”

“Yes, just think the following sentences inside your head, Harry! Repeat after me... I don’t want to be an animal, I want to be a decent human being, I want to be clothed... Most importantly, I don’t want to be a dumb beast of burden with a disgusting cock exposed for everyone to see forever and ever!”

“HEEEE....HAWWW!!!”

...It seemed that my words were just getting Harry hornier for some reason. I could tell because his rock hard cock was piercing my belly. Well, it wasn’t my fault he was a pervert. If he liked it so much then good for him, but I didn’t want to be dragged into any weird mess. I turned around and tried to escape but I stopped in my tracks when I felt a sudden blow of fresh air and saw confetti dancing all around me.

Oh wait, it wasn’t confetti. My magic had shredded all of my clothes in an instant. Unlike in Harry’s cheerful imagination full of clothes that conveniently disappear and reappear before and after a transformation, my clothes were gone forever. I’d better watch out for the pieces of confetti that used to be my seldom-washed underwear.

I was frozen with fear because when my magic gets rid of someone’s clothes it meant it wanted to transform its target. I tried to take a step forward but my magic pulled me towards Harry again, this time squishing my naked fat butt against his groin.

“HEEE HAAAWWWW!!!” Harry brayed with pleasure, but I screamed with pain as I didn’t like anything going up my ass, much less an equine-sized dick. I tried to get free but his dick was keeping me stuck in place.

Harry felt pleasure like never before. He was gaining new sensations down below. He liked when I struggled but not just because of his dick in my ass. He felt a strangely intimate connection to me, even the slightest movement of the tip of my fingers gave him waves of pleasure. He was close to an orgasm.

I coughed, and when I did, extremely salty liquid came out from my mouth. Oh shit, I had a suspicion of where this was going.

“Harry! I know it’s hard to believe but I’m being transformed into your dick! Not only are you about to become a filthy animal, I’m going to be the most intimate and sensitive part of you! That’s right. I’m going to become part of your body. And that’s very bad, isn’t it? We’re gonna be merged into one body, and I’ll only be able to throb, piss and fuck! Because I’ll only be a cock! Doesn’t that sound horrible?”

“HAAAAAWWWW...!”

Great, I was just making him harder again. If he were to orgasm the transformation would be sealed and trying to convince him wasn’t working. Maybe I should be trying another approach... If I just had a meager tiny bit of magic left in me...

The transformation continued. My arms and legs were receding into my body while Harry’s limbs were full equine by now. The former boy was unable to keep standing up and he fell to all fours.

The spell was completely out of my control, but if I could canalize just the tiniest bit of the magic that remained in me... I was completely sure I had some left, I was too powerful of a wizard to have all my magic power drained by a stupid necklace... Surely I had enough to retain my humanity!

I looked down. I no longer had legs or arms. My butt was fused to Harry’s crotch. My skin color was changing, getting darker from my nether regions and up to my neck. What really made me gasp was seeing my cock and balls disappear, their sensitivity becoming one with my torso. I wiggled what remained of my armless body like a dancing snake and it felt kinda good... Oh shit, I was running out of time!

“Hawwww...” The donkey I was stuck into was uncontrollably braying. I couldn’t tell if it was in a show of pleasure, fear or maybe a mix of both. By now Harry looked like any other regular donkey. The only evidence he had ever been a greater being was the necklace with the broken charm hanging around his neck and the fact that the tip of his dick was my still intact human head.

I couldn’t give up just yet! I may have looked like a donkey dick from the neck down but as long as I could cast a final spell I’d be able to turn back to normal! I could feel my neck stiffen up, my chin starting to turn an ugly dark donkey dick’s color. I quickly chanted a reversal spell which wasn’t easy with my lips constantly dripping donkey precum.

I felt them, the last remaining bits of the magic I had stored deep within me abandoning my whole self as I casted my spell. I wouldn’t be able to cast anything else for a few days but if that meant I wouldn’t be a mindless, blind, completely inert donkey’s body part then so be it.

And so, thanks to my quick thinking and my impressive magical powers, I was saved.

“Phew, thank the heavens I’m such a powerful wizard. I’m largely unchanged.” I said with pride.

“Haaww?” Harry looked down at me.

“What is it?” I asked the donkey as I twisted my shaft upwards and giggled. “Hehe, I know what you’re thinking. You’re jealous that I can still talk and you don’t. Well, that’s what being a lowly animal means.” I raised one of my low-hanging testicles and pointed at him accusingly. “I’ve been *this* close to being turned into your dick. An ugly and smelly donkey dick. Could you imagine how humiliating that would’ve been for me?” I spat some semen on the ground. “And all because of your stupid necklace interfering with my sublime spell. Well, you got what you wanted. Go ahead and run free.”

“Haw....” Harry seemed like he wanted to tell me something. But he was a donkey now, being able to communicate like a human being was a thing of the past for him. Hehehe, he had such a ridiculous face now. If only there was a mirror around for him to be able to see how disgustingly ugly he looked...!

“Anyway, I’m magically spent. I won’t be able to perform any magic for three days at the bare minimum. Hopefully you have no plans for tomorrow, because you’re stuck like this until then!” I laughed, making Harry feel pleasure in his loins with my guffaw. “Mmmm... Why do I feel so stiff...” I wondered out loud.

Harry rolled his eyes. He tentatively tried out his donkey legs. He took a few steps forward, and I was forcefully dragged along.

“Hey, what the...”

Harry saw a full watering hole in a corner of the farm. He headed towards it while I could do nothing but complain about being unceremoniously dragged along for the ride. The donkey looked at his reflection on the water. The moonlight was surprisingly bright that night and the little lamps placed around the farm gave him a clear vision of how animalistic he looked. Then, although it made him feel a bit silly, he placed his crotch beside the watering hole.

“Nah, I’m not drinking from that.” I turned and finally saw my reflection. “Wait... That’s...”

I looked like a completely regular donkey dick. Yes, my magic powers, the ones I felt so proud of, had been powerful enough to let me retain control of Harry’s peehole as if it were my own mouth. My eyes had shrunk, and my powers had also been sympathetic enough to let me have minuscule holes on my lame excuse of a “face” that functioned as my nostrils and ears. But apart from that...

“I’m... a donkey’s cock.” My pisslit was wide open in shock. I tried moving around. I could barely move the upper half of my body like a snake and faintly wiggle my testicles inside Harry’s ballsack as if they were useless feet. That was as far as my autonomy went. To make things worse my movements were apparently turning Harry on, and when the rush of blood came and my body stiffened it was even more difficult for me to move.

“Okay... Err... Everything’s under control...” I then remembered that I was out of magic juice for at least three days at the bare minimum. “Oh FUCK, I’m screwed!”

I was utterly, royally screwed. My whole hunky self had been reduced to a stinky set of donkey genitals. How many times a day does a donkey go to the bathroom...? Better not to think about that.

“Ah... Look, Harry, looks we’re in some predicament here. I know you may be internally panicking, I know you may be drearing the next few days, I know you may want to scream but, but let’s calm down, okay?”

Actually, Harry seemed very serene. He couldn’t wait to experience everything a donkey body had to offer.

“Very well, as we’re about to share a body for a few days, we should make some rules... Rule number one, you should not stick your dick in weird places... Ahh!”

“HAWW!!!” Harry couldn’t help himself and began to trot. The cold air of the night brushed against his naked body and it felt very liberating. Sure, he had dreamed of doing this as a horse, but even as a ugly donkey he had never felt this free. He brayed happily.

The boy was living his dream. All the while I was stuck as a smelly hose dangling from below with no choice in the matter. My sensitive body was flopping around like crazy! I had to admit that my spell had gone completely awry... Or had it gone “HAWry”? I laughed at my own lame pun and that turned out to be a mistake because I choked, coughing up some short streams of Harry’s piss in the process.

Suddenly Harry halted in his tracks, making me feel like a dizzy passenger riding on a car which had just braked violently. There was someone looking at us... Well... That person was actually only looking at a donkey, I just happened to be the most obscene part of that particular donkey.

The shadowy person began to creep closer through the dark... It was... Oh no... I’d recognize this fit guy with perfect teeth anywhere... It was Scott, my sworn archenemy!

“Fuck, Harry! That’s Scott, the wizard I mentioned before!” I whispered. “I’ll die of shame if he finds out about my predicament! Quick, pretend to be a regular donkey!”

Harry just stood still looking like a... Well... a regular donkey.

“Perfect!” I lifted my right testicle as a makeshift thumbs-up. “As for me, I’ll channel my studies of the dramatic arts to masquerade as a regular penis! In 3... 2... 1...”

I flopped down and hung limp. I had to admit that my performance was truly sublime. Those acting classes were worth the money! Whoever was to look at us would only see a donkey and its perfectly normal flaccid equine cock dangling below. We were completely incognito!

Scott approached Harry and petted the top of his head. “Oh, are you lost?” He examined the donkey’s neck and being unable to find any evidence this stray donkey belonged to anyone else he whipped out his baton (much larger and shinier than mine! Damn you, Scott!) and conjured up a rope to use as a leash on Harry.

Harry got a bit scared and refused to move. Scott talked to him in a very soft, calming voice. “Shh, don’t worry. I treat my livestock with a lot of care... Oh, I know just the way to calm you down...” He waved his wand, formulating another one of his spells.

The next thing I knew I was inside a transparent cage! I could no longer move! I was still Harry’s donkey cock so technically this had to be a cockcage, I guess? But I didn’t understand, what was the point of incarcerating a donkey’s cock inside this weird thing?

Scott kept donkey-whispering the scared Harry. “You’re going to like this, I’m sure of it. All my livestock do.” The handsome wizard flipped his wand.

“HAAAAAAAAAAAWWWW!!!” Harry brayed with pleasure. He felt amazing, as if invisible hands were giving him an expertly crafted handjob. I was getting hard inside the weird transparent cage. If this were a chastity cage it was doing a very bad job... Oh, wait, this contraption wasn’t a cage... it was an automatic milking device!

Harry’s mouth was open and his tongue was hanging out. His temperature was rising. The magical handjob he was receiving went up in intensity. The fingers turned into tongues that licked me all around. It felt amazing to both of us... But I was too angered by Scott of all people being the one milking me to be able to enjoy the experience!

Scott made a giant jar appear in mid-air. I spewed up some salty precum through my mouth and every single drop was absorbed by the milking device. The wizard used his telekinesis to draw a steady flow of liquid from a hole in the device. This steady stream traveled in slow motion from Harry’s nether regions until it landed into the jar. I could hear Harry’s cum, *my* cum, splashing on the jar as if it was the orange juice of Scott’s breakfast. That bastard!

The wizard lifted his fist and Harry’s anus was penetrated by a disembodied giant horse cock that had materialized out of nowhere. The ghostly cock followed Scott’s hand movements, and he was a real master at making penises dance to his tune.This made Harry get much harder and in turn my flow of cum increased greatly. “Now that’s a real equine cock and not your ugly donkey dick.” Scott pointed out. I felt very insulted.

“Believe me, I’m not doing this for pleasure.” Scott denied. “But you see, all kinds of animal semen are used as ingredients to make magic potions. Ask any potion maker, they’ll agree.” He explained while we were being fucked by his magic.

That... fucking... bastard... giving me pleasure like that...! I wasn’t his bitch! I was much more than a cum-spewing body part ripe for milking... I was a person... Even greater than that... I was a fucking wizard!

“Hawwwww!!! Hawwwww!!!” Harry was in heaven. I always knew he was a total bottom...

Everything Harry felt I felt ten times over. My whole body tingled with ultimate pleasure but I'd never admit that it was because of Scott's sensual magic... Scott's big horse cock felt amazing though... Agh! That was it! I couldn't pretend to be an inanimate cock anymore. I was ready to give up my act. “Hey, Scott! Stop this, you bastard! We are humans! Your magic is practically raping us!” I screamed. However, the milking device completely muffled my screams of agony. Not like I’d ever be heard either way thanks to Harry’s nonstop braying. “Let us go, Scott! Please!”

I was cumming so much that I doubted my magic would be able to recharge as fast as I expected. I was spent and quite sore but Harry was producing so much semen that I felt like I would be cumming over and over again at this rate.

“You like this, don’t you... I have lots of use for donkey sperm... It doesn’t fetch as much as stallion sperm but you seem very virile. You filled out the whole jar in one go, after all! What do you say... Do you want to join my farm?”

As Scott's impressive magic powers anally assaulted Harry and a big spurt of donkey cum came out of me, Harry nodded with eagerness. He was ready to leave his old life behind and be part of Scott’s livestock, being magically pleasured in all sorts of ways while he paid Scott back in cum. As for me, the still rock hard donkey dick that had actual life prospects and high standards unlike Harry, I would have preferred to shake my shaft to say "no" in disagreement but regrettably I wasn’t getting out of my sperm-collecting cage or from Scott's sexually estimulating magic powers for a while.

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