“Wanna grab a drink? I bet you’re dying in that thing!” Josh asked, grabbing his boyfriend and dragging him over to the bar area before Paul could answer. Paul sighed his reluctant agreement. He thought it was too early to start drinking yet, but his boyfriend could be insistent sometimes!
Paul was the slightly smaller of the two, 5’8 with an athletic swimmer’s build, while his boyfriend Josh was more stocky and a bit taller at 6’0. They had met at a cosplay convention a few months back and had been together ever since, having bonded over their mutual hobby. Having pictures taken of themselves being romantic while wearing straight character cosplays and entering couples’ competitions had become one of their favorite activities.
The pair had been spending this weekend at a new cosplay convention, put on by a group calling themselves ‘Pleasure Island Events.’ It sounded a bit fantasy, or maybe Disney themed, though no restrictions were placed on the types of cosplay people could prepare.
Both men often took weeks or even months to ready their wardrobes. Yet this event had popped up seemingly overnight, only expecting a limited number of participants to their premiere event. With so little notice and even less time to prepare, the two stuck to their usual go-to cosplays. Paul was always fond of his Spider-Man cosplay, while Josh’s newest preference was the 90’s version of Superboy. Besides, Paul had joked, Marvel was owned by Disney, so it still counted, right?
The two headed towards the bar area, passes in hand. One of the major draws for the event were the free drink tickets offered at the venue. They’d been given the tickets last evening, right after they had checked into their hotel room and registered for the convention. It was a nice way to relax, brews in hand as they made their way back to the room to unpack and prepare. Josh had perhaps overindulged last night, but Paul didn’t mind. The pair had enough fun afterward to make up for it!
It did seem a little odd that such a small convention allowed enough passes for even a seasoned drinker like Josh to feel the effects. The only beverage they qualified for with the passes was something called ‘E asinus homebrew’, but both men found it tasted decent enough. Neither was about to pass up free beer unless it ended up tasting like piss!
Sitting at the bar, both men presented their guest passes and were slid two large mugs of brew. Josh took a big swig of his drink, belching a little as he finished. Paul would have admonished him, but there was little point. Josh relished making an ass of himself sometimes, especially at conventions like this. But Paul had gotten used to it by now. It was one of the little quirks that made him love his boyfriend all the more.
Taking another drink of his brew, Josh found himself staring at his boyfriend’s light brown curly hair. He did enjoy his lover’s well-maintained bod, another perk of their relationship! Even though Paul couldn’t drink as much, worried about staying in shape, this weekend he’d decided to indulge a bit as he sipped the decently tasting beverage.
However, today there seemed to be something a little off about Paul’s familiar face. It took Josh a moment to hone in on it, but as Josh stared, he realized that his lover’s ears were pointed. They hadn’t looked like this before, even this morning when they’d gotten up. Paul hadn’t mentioned anything about being an elf version of the character. Maybe Josh had forgotten?
Paul took another swing of his own drink, and before he realized he was gathering some much-appreciated attention from his lover. Despite his boldness, the sight of Paul’s eager eyes checking him out always made him blush. A slight stirring in his pants made him think it might soon be time to head back to their room for some much-needed fun.
“Hey handsome,” Paul said, leaning in for a quick peck to his boyfriend’s lips, spreading the arousal to Josh’s loins. Josh blushed as well, catching the hint. He wanted little more to get his boyfriend to a room and take him properly. Though they had intended to do some more rounds at the convention, it could wait. They’d been busy with work and school these past few weeks and this weekend was not only reserved for spending time dressed up in the con space!
Paul, too, drank in Josh’s build as Josh downed the rest of his beer. Something about his boyfriend’s handsome features made him puzzled, however. He noticed for the first time that Josh’s ears seemed a little pointed. And his normally light facial hair was thick and brown. Paul could have sworn he’d seen Josh shaving this morning, but this looked like a few days’ growth. Josh preferred to keep his face cleanly shaven. How could he have grown so much facial hair already?
Paul was quickly brought back to the present with the sensation of Josh’s hand on his thigh. Deft fingers started rubbing the skin up and down, getting dangerously close to Paul’s now leaking member. Paul blushed in embarrassment once again. He’d never been one for public displays of affection beyond kissing in costume for photos. Yet the thought of Josh rubbing his leg at the bar, maybe bringing his touch a little higher, made Paul more aroused than he’d ever been!
Paul started to relax a little despite the heat that was seeping into his clothes, even in the air-conditioned hotel bar space. A sudden itching encompassed his attention even as Josh continued to rub and tease near his erect cock. It was as though his body hair had returned with a vengeance, lancing forth from each pore to cover every inch of skin under the costume.
The sensation was somewhat familiar; Paul was a college swimmer and kept his body meticulously shaven. Once or twice, he had been lax on his regiment. The feeling through his costume was reminiscent of that. That was impossible, as Paul had been sure to shave yesterday before packing for the trip. It must have been some sort of rash or reaction to the costume, he reasoned.
Though Paul did his best to ignore the irritation, the insistent itching did not abate. Curiosity finally getting the better of him, Paul pulled up his shirt, surprised to find a peppering of brown hairs where none should be. The sight instantly reminded him of Josh’s sudden beard. Unlike Paul, Josh was a moderately hairy man, a look that Paul found tantalizing. Yet he, too, had his facial hair shaven this morning. There was no way either of their body hair could grow that fast!
He was about to protest when Josh’s hand moved up to caress the hairy skin. Josh seemed oblivious to the hair growth, evidently finding the hair on Paul’s own body rather fetching. In fact, Josh increased the intensity of his exploration, evidently not caring who saw as he continued to caress his lover.
Paul’s fears were all but wiped away from the look of lust in his boyfriend’s eyes. The needs in his cock were becoming insistent, Josh’s touch accentuating the desire that had been building up. Rational thought erased, Paul needed to take his boyfriend to bed and let Josh have his way with him.
Reaching down to take Josh’s hand in his own, Paul was surprised to feel his fingers were a little stiff. Nonetheless, he was able to entwine them with his lover’s, pulling him up as they looked for the bartender to take their glasses. To his confusion, Paul realized none of the wait staff seemed to be present. In fact, there was no one in the previously busy lobby. Evidently, the main entrance had been barred off sometime after they had sat down to their drinks.
Paul started to feel a little nervous, but another look from Josh helped to reassure him. He didn’t need anyone else here, after all, his lust-fueled mind reasoned.
“Looks like I got you all to myself, handsome,” Josh said, leaning in for a kiss. Paul returned the gesture, craving the familiar taste of his lover. Yet he could instantly tell something felt off. The texture seemed different, a little rubbery. Were his lips bigger?
Paul tried to pull back for a closer inspection, the hair in tandem with this drawing forth his concern. Yet soon, Josh dove into the kiss, sweeping Paul up in the passion. It was nearly impossible to focus on anything other than the lust plaguing him!
Even through their intense make-out session, Josh couldn’t help but notice how tight his costume seemed to feel. He had felt warm and stiff all over since he’d finished his drink, though he had done his best to ignore it in his need to feel up his lover. Yet the sensations only seemed to worsen the more he met his boyfriend’s touch.
The way his clothes were being tugged all over, it was as though he had bulked up with muscle or fat within ten minutes. His shirt was especially uncomfortable, as though he had suddenly acquired a beer gut that was steadily distending. It pulled up towards his chest, alleviating the heat but exposed a hairy belly the likes of which he’d never carried on his frame before.
That was just the tip of the proverbial iceberg. All over, Josh’s body felt uncomfortably stiff and bloated. His shoulders seemed to have been forced forward, their ability to rotate having suddenly waned. His hips felt wider, digging into the edges of his jeans. And that sensation above his ass like something twitching out of his tailbone… what was that?
Paul, meanwhile, tried desperately to ignore the intense itching still plaguing his body. It felt like the hair along his body was growing thicker than he could ever grow it naturally. An alarming sensation for the diligent swimmer, he fretted over the amount of time it would take to shave it all off. The taste of his lover’s mouth on his own, however, seemed to make those concerns distant from the present promise of pleasure.
Paul panicked suddenly as he felt Josh’s face seem to push away from him. His tongue was slowly drawn out of his lover’s mouth as the distance between them seemed to unexpectedly increase. If Paul didn’t know any better, he might swear that Josh’s face was somehow extending. That couldn’t be right, could it?
As concerned as he was, Paul was tempted to break the magic and open his eyes to see what was wrong, Yet in a few moments, his panic was relieved when a similar stretching in his face brought his larger tongue back in range of Josh’s mouth once more. Paul instantly relaxed. He didn’t want to miss a second of the fantastic make-out session!
Yet it only took a few minutes for the needs in his cock to take precedence. Opening his eyes, Paul regarded his handsome lover with a lusty smile. Yet his smile turned to puzzlement as he recognized something off about his lover’s visage. Normally tan skin looked black as thick brown fur covered entire patches. Josh’s jaw was warped, extended into a sort of muzzle complete with rubbery, pliable lips. His ears were clearly longer now, and a brown, leathery nose continued to flare, drinking in their combined musk audibly.
Part of him knew he should be worried, but Paul couldn’t help but be massively turned on. Even the clear image of his own proto-muzzle in his field of view did little to deter his advances as he continued to make out with the handsome man. Somehow, the alterations made Josh even sexier than Paul could comprehend!
Eventually, it was Josh who broke the kiss, opening his eyes to gaze at the sexy protruding jaw and flared nostrils of his lover. Josh instantly knew the face was off somehow. Paul’s blue eyes were starting to turn brown, his face was jutting forward and growing fuzzy with a thick beard. His hair had turned black and was crawling up between his pointy ears, bristling as it began to stand on end. The image almost reminded him of a jackass!
Josh took a slow, playful step back, wanting to admire his lover further. Paul’s Spider-Man costume was far too tight over his features. The shirt had ridden up over a distended belly of hard-packed muscle. His stance seemed wobbly from stretched lower legs. And his pants looked uncomfortably tight from a ballooning waistline and a bizarre growth jutting from his spine. Yet Josh found it impossible to muster any concern. Paul looked so damn sexy!
“Is that a tail in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?” Josh teased, making Paul blush through the growing fur on his face.
Curious, Paul reached down to grab the back of his pants. Sure enough, something was poking out the back of his Spider-Man costume. It wasn’t just the growth in the front of his costume that was happy to see Josh, evidently! Both appendages ached with the need to grow and be stimulated by his lover’s skilled hands.
A sudden gasp echoed as Josh began rubbing the back of Paul’s pants, teasing the area above his spine and making him shiver. Evidently, it was an unknown sensual spot, and a further swelling in Paul’s cock showed his appreciation well!
Josh paused his tender ministrations, bothered by a strange swelling in his suddenly tight boots. Pulling his stiff hand off his lover’s budding tail, Josh reached down to try and peel off the constricting footwear without tearing the leather too much. Shock crossed his features when he glimpsed his long middle toe wrapped in a dark keratin nail across the entire surface.
Josh thought himself drunk as his other toes began to shrink away, dissolving into his skin while his middle toe swelled the entire space of his leg. Stretching heels altered his stance to help widening hips sink into the flanks of his ballooning belly. He had the lower half of a jackass!
Meanwhile, Paul scratched his skin under his own tight costume, noticing the strange texture underneath, which could only be a coat of shaggy fur. His tail was growing longer against the back of his suit, and he grunted with the realization he could move it. He felt it pushing out above his pants and wriggling in the air, getting longer as it formed a tassel at the end.
Even in their lust-filled haze, both men slowly started to realize what was happening. In addition to their cosplay interest, both were fascinated with the idea of physical transformation. The notion of temporarily turning into animals and perhaps performing sexual acts with each other was powerfully arousing.
The physical attributes coursing over them were all too reminiscent of jackasses. Perhaps it was no coincidence that the convention was named after the infamous ‘Pleasure Island!’ Was it in the beer that had spurred their sudden mutation?
Instead of being afraid, Josh felt powerfully aroused by the idea of changing with his lover. He wasn’t sure if it was his altering mind as his forehead sloped while his skull contacted and inhibited human thoughts. Or perhaps he did find the idea of becoming a jackass powerfully arousing. It was already far better than any fantasy or role play could simulate!
Paul, too, was now fully aware of the change, staring in reverence as he took stock of the alterations in Josh that mirrored his own. There was no denying that part of him was highly aroused by the idea of transformation. Of more urgency was the highly erotic sight of the equine phallus that was poking up over his own costume. Whatever doubts he might have harbored, there was no denying the physical reaction his body was having to their new states!
Paul had always been powerfully aroused by the idea of change. Donkeys, although a little physically off-putting, were one of the subjects that the two enjoyed art of. Yet, now that it was happening, Paul felt a powerful bout of nervousness and shame. His body was so furry and fat. What if Josh no longer found him attractive?
Josh seemed to notice his lover’s hesitation. “I like my boys on the hairy side,” Josh said as he used his still functional hands to pull off Paul’s Spider-Man shirt and fully expose the changes in his physique.
Paul blushed a little at his lover’s insistence. Even in mid-transformation, his boyfriend took charge, eager to satisfy both of their lusts. Paul could see Josh’s cock tenting in his pants, longer and thicker than it had ever been. Was it growing to match his soon-to-be equine body?
The tip was flared, no visible separation in the glans present as his urethra oozed precum. The shaft itself was longer, bobbing up and down in Josh’s pants. It was mottled black with pink patches down the length. Josh’s foreskin had regrowth, covered with brown fur that reached all the way to his flabby belly. A pair of pendulous balls outlined his pants as Josh’s physic outgrew his human trappings. Paul blushed at the thought of pleasing such a magnificent cock!
Josh, meanwhile, felt something poking out of his backside and pressing against his tight pants. He quickly recognized his ropey tail forming to match his boyfriend’s own bestial appendage. Pulling down his pants, Josh marveled at the sensation of allowing his new addition to wave in the air. He could feel his anus growing large and puckered as it relocated further up his backside. A shiver ran through him as his asscheeks receded and he felt his black donut properly kiss the air.
Paul was struggling to stand as his feet altered towards asinine hooves, and his legs shifted to match an equine stance. Yet, a growing part of his mind understood there was no need to maintain his bipedal stance. Paul figured his sexy dom would prefer the sight of his raised tail and puckered anus on full display at eye level.
An attempt to remove his pants ended in failure, their waistband catching on widening hips. Paul instead decided to simply drop down to all fours and allow his body to take care of the rest. A grunt escaped his lips as the force of the fall caused his shirt to rip. The tears were music to his growing ears as shifting shoulders took care of the rest.
Despite the cost of the costume, Paul wished only to free his sexy, new form so that his boyfriend could inspect him properly. A grin formed across his muzzle as his expanding backside took care of his custom pants. An audible snap in his spine and hips made the stance more comfortable as the rags of his pants fell to the floor. His distending stomach made quick work of his shirt, tearing apart the blue and red patterned suit to show off the expanding patches of brown donkey fur and hide.
“Mrrfff….that’s hawww lovely ass you got there, stud,” Josh brayed as he felt his muzzle continue to stretch out, enhancing his equine inflections.
His flaring nostrils drank deep from the scent of his lover’s ass. A rich, musky miasma hung heavily in the air, eliciting moans and brays from his muzzle as he enjoyed them in their entirety. The sheer arousal coursing through his body forced his cock to tear the fragile remnants of his underwear. Reaching down with a still-human hand, he removed his pants and Superboy logoed shirt, eager to start showing off his brown fur and growing equine form.
Paul stared hungrily at the offering of his boyfriend’s cock, now fully that of a donkey. He needed to pleasure his dom like a good bottom! Crawling forward, his thickening rubbery lips teasing the shaft as it grew longer from the briefest of touches. A light bray escaped his lips, excited by the bestial flavor as he dove deep on the object of his desire.
Josh, meanwhile, rubbed his boyfriend’s hair, encouraging his ministrations and removing the last of the beautiful brown curls as it was replaced by course donkey hide. His own hands were painfully stiff now, the fingers restricted in their movement as they began to recede into his palms. He could see how thick his middle finger was becoming, the nail encompassing the surface as the new hoof expanded to fit the circumference of his arm. Despite the lack of tactical sensations, Josh continued to rub his lover’s hair with his hoof hands, finding the connection still pleasant.
Paul savored the sensation of his lover’s cock flaring in his throat. Yet he had no intention of ending it here. His equine pucker clenched in excitement at the thought of being bred properly!
Carefully, he pulled his rubbery lips off his lover’s cock, licking the tip lovingly one more time for good measure. Making a show of turning around, he raised his tail slightly, giving Josh an ample view of his equine hips.
“I waaahhaawwwnt you inside meeeehhhaaawww!” Paul brayed, giggling as he did so. His own hands started to change, the middle fingers growing thick with a hoof-like nail as the rest of the digits melted away. But he didn’t care. He wanted, needed to be fucked. It was a more powerfully erotic sensation than his human self had ever known!
Josh’s muzzle drooled as his changing boyfriend lifted his tail, exposing his blackened equine pucker. A few eager sniffs and licks at his lover’s tail hole were preceded by lifting his hind legs and mounting the soon-to-be feral donkey. Though it seemed evident to both their changing psyches that they were becoming beasts in body and soon in mind, neither were deterred from their end goal. The prospect of bestial, asinine sex was too enticing!
Paul grunted a little from the size; he was used to taking his lover’s cock, but the girth of Josh’s new asinine member was almost too much. Yet he was determined to take his equine partner inside of him, to have his prostate stimulated so he could clench on his lover’s cock.
The final changes started to overtake them as Josh eagerly fucked the two of them into donkeydom. Josh’s face stretched out into a full asinine muzzle as he reached down to nip his lover’s neck. Paul felt his feet thickening into hooves as his own flared donkey cock exploded out of the sheath that had attached itself to his belly. Soon, there was no evidence that the two had been anything but donkeys, save the fragments of superhero costumes that hung from their massive frames.
The sensation of Josh’s flared donkey cock on Paul’s prostate was divine, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. His thoughts were clouded, simple, filled only with bestial need and fulfillment. His entire being centered on the penis in his rectum as he clenched his puckered anus and brought them together in orgasmic release.
The new jackasses fucked and brayed away the last of their human minds. Josh felt his cock tense and blew a heavy load into his mate’s bowels while Paul shot his donkey jizz all over the hotel floor. Both filled with orgasmic bliss, their brays of triumph were echoed throughout the space by other jacks eager to take their willing mates. No human experience was worth the moments of bestial release that each jack reveled in!
Josh slowly dismounted, lovingly licked Paul’s cum-covered pucker. Paul responded in kind by lapping up the cum still clinging to his mate’s cock before the two wandered off to look for somewhere to graze. Both could hear the sounds of other donkeys rutting in the distance. They clopped off to join their herd, minds awash in equine bliss.
All over the convention space, a similar scene was played over and over as the men invited to the Pleasure Island Cosplay Convention bucked, brayed, and fucked themselves into asses. When all the commotion died down, none of the changed men were any the wiser that they’d been anything else but lusty donkeys.
The hotel staff came out, halters and harnesses in hand as they restrained the animals before taking them to the waiting trailers beyond. Such animals would be complacent beasts of burden in a wide variety of capacities, from farm work to carnivals, provided they were kept with their breeding partners. The first Pleasure Island Cosplay Convention was a success, indeed!