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This is an adult work of fiction for people who have a unique sexual taste. ** Don't read this if you aren't of legal age in your country.**

Ian Somerhalder is an animal lover. After all, among the many good works the Ian Somerhalder Foundation performs, the charity is in the process of securing an animal sanctuary and is fundraising for the cause. That certainly exchanges the menagerie of animals Ian had brought in for his latest fundraising event. His costars from The CW and other projects had also shown up, knowing their presence would help a worthy cause.

The small event hall was filled with people enjoying fine food and beverage, and Ian was mingling throughout the crowd in a red plaid shirt and blue jeans, leather boots, and a cowboy hat. Hey, he loved dressing up.

A local farm had bussed in many of their animals to help with the event, some in pens and others roaming with a handler. Ian rounded a table of hors d'oeuvres and grabbed a snack before continuing his mingling, when he felt a sudden jolt of pain on his elbow.

"OW, SHIT!" Ian exclaimed, thankfully the event was an adults-only gathering. He reached down and clutched his elbow when he spotted a brown and tan donkey standing behind him, staring at the small savory Ian had just grabbed.

"Lampwick! Bad boy!" The tanned farmhand accompanying the donkey taps he animal on the rear, shaming him. "No human food for you!" The donkey snorts in response as the farmer reaches for Ian's arm and looks at the bite. It hadn't broken skin, but had left a prominent bruise. "I'm so sorry, sir. I'll get a bandage for that."

"No no, it's fine. He's just being a donkey." Ian gives the farmer a charming smile, ignoring the pain of the bite.

"He's something alright. Jackass." The farmer taps Lampwick's flank as Ian gives the donkey a pat on the head. Lampwick goes for Ian's snack once more, only to be chastised by his chaperone. With a chuckle, Ian goes back to mingling as the donkey snorts in defeat, his handler leading him away from the table.

The actor weaves through the crowd of guests, waving and greeting them as he passes by, when he feels his slim jeans beginning to tighten at the crotch. A warm feeling begins to flow into his loins as his member throbs to life, blood rushing to the growing organ. Ian tries to ignore his erection as it begins to pulse with want, going to full mast within his briefs and pulled tight against his right leg within his jeans. With a sigh, Ian admits defeat and heads towards the back of the event space, hoping no one catches his predicament.

"Where you going, Mr. Philathropist?" Ian hears the familiar voice of Paul Wesley, his Vampire Diaries costar, and turns to see the other actor in a blue denim shirt and black jeans, holding a glass of wine.

"Restroom real quick. Alert the troops if I don't come out alive."

"You got it, captain."

The two men smirk as Ian heads down a hallway to the men's restroom, a spacious single stall, and shuts the door behind him. His cock had only grown warmer during his walk, the feeling of his jeans and underwear rubbing against his boner intensifying. He looks into the mirror above the bathroom sink and sees that, yes, his erection is very visible, with a dark spot forming at the tip.

"Jesus." Ian reaches up and rubs his eyes in embarrassment, then nods in acceptance of the situation at hand. He takes another deep breath and unbuckles his jeans, his gray briefs pushing forward as he unzips. "God damn..." Ian mutters as he sees the large wet spot in his underwear, his cock visibly bulging through the cotton. He reaches down and places two fingers along the shaft, his hard cock throbbing in response as he begins to run his fingers down the fabric-covered member. The sensations are greater than normal; precum soaking the head as Ian feels his cock throb once more, the darkened wet fabric highlighting the shape. Stroking softly, Ian doesn't notice the expanding girth of his pulsing erection, its size growing with his heartbeat as it begins to lengthen deeper into his pants.

"Fuck...why am I so horny?" Ian mutters to himself as he reaches into the band of his briefs and grabs his shaft, tugging it out above the band as his eyes close. The lustful actor begins to stroke harder, biting his lip as his masturbation brings on further growth in his loins, his balls beginning to thicken as a fold of skin tugs his cock upward against his stomach, enveloping the base. This catches Ian's attention as he opens his eyes, gazing down as his cock begins to recede into the fold.

"What the hell?" Ian lets go of his cock, alarmed as it is pulled deep into the pouch of skin, the head disappearing within the warm fold. "Oh... oh my god..." He reaches down and grabs the fold as fur begins to sprout across the surface, his crotch itching as his trimmed pubic hair multiplies into a coating that stretches across the surface of this new organ. "How is this... what..." Ian starts to breath heavily as he pokes his finger into the fold, when a jolt of pleasure rockets through the actor causing him to hunch over the bathroom sink. "FUUUCK!" Ian bellows, biting his lip once more as he feels his cock begin to push out of his new sheath, watching in the mirror as length begins to slither out of the pocket. "Wha?" Ian's legs buckle as he sees his cock, the head flat as thick veins protrude around the sides.

Groaning, he watches in a mix of fear and lust as the misshapen head changes further, small ridges forming around the circular shape. Length continues to spill from his sheath, girth expanding as his inhuman cock snakes upward against his shirt, well beyond his typical size and nearly a foot in length. His hands gripping the sink, Ian shuts his eyes once again as his balls begin to squirm and churn within his underwear. In a sudden jolt his inhuman cockhead flares outward, a ring protruding from around the middle of the expanded shaft as his body begins to expel his human cum, causing Ian to let out a tremendous moan as streams of cum erupt from his transformed member and splatter across the sink and wall in front of him. Ian's balls swell tremendously with each shot of human seed, becoming visible in the confines of his jeans as his front teeth and nose grow numb.

Ian reaches down to grip his churning balls as the streams of cum lessen, slowing to a dribble as he opens his eyes to see his front teeth have growth significantly larger, his nostrils wider, his nose rounded as his ears grow tapered at the tops.

"What the fuck is going on!" Ian yells, letting go of his balls as he backs away from the mirror, his rear knocking against the bathroom stall behind him. His phone wakes up, dialing his last contact as his painfully constricted sack churns harder. The zipper of his jeans struggles to keep hold of his growing sack, sliding downward as the fabric around the base of his cock bulges forward, sliding over the zipper and swelling further with two thick orbs. Blotches of black appear down the shaft of Ian's dick as he comes to a sudden realization...

"Donkey?"

Ian's ears have begin to lengthen up his skull as his teeth grow blockier, causing him to bite at the air as his jeans start to tighten around his ass. The black splotches on his mottled shaft engulf his crotch, the skin becoming leathery as it pulses in sync with Ian's bloodstream. The flared head is leaking clear fluid down the shaft in thick beads, slicking his equine member.

"ahh.. AHHH..." Ian grunts as his back loudly cracks, sending him down onto the floor as his wet cock slaps the cold tile, ricocheting back to hit his torso and smearing his shirt with precum. "Ohhh... ohhh fu... Hooo... OHHH..." Ian moans loudly as his back snaps once more, his ass thrusting upward as it grows within his jeans, his swollen balls slipping out the lip of his briefs and dangling beneath his torso as they plump further, the skin darkening to match his sheath.

Gnawing at the air, Ian groans as his face begins to crack, his nose beginning to recede as his jaw stars to length, the seams of his jeans straining around his growing thighs as his cock throbs with need. His ears reposition, pulling to the top of his head as brown fur coats their lengths.

"Whra... OHHHRR..." Ian groans as the seat of his pants suddenly bursts, his underwear straining to contain his swelling rump as new strength flows to his rear. His ass flexes and relaxes in a rhythm as it grows thicker, the seams around his thighs ripping to expose new rounded bulk as Ian shuts his eyes once again.

"You okay in there?" Paul Wesley asks from behind the bathroom door, alarmed at the sounds he's hearing from Ian's phone. The butt dial had broadcast the sounds of Ian's changes to Paul, and the costar was understandably concerned. Jiggling the handle, Paul realizes the door is unlocked and heads in.

"Holy fuck!" Paul yells as the door shuts behind him, his hands up in the air as he sees Ian on all fours, his expanding ass erupting through the tatters of his jeans. "What's happening? Ian?" Paul approaches Ian, whose head is facing the floor, and taps him on the shoulder.

"HAWWWW!" Ian lets out an inhuman bray as he looks up at Paul, his face extending outward into an animalistic muzzle. Paul backs away as Ian's legs buckle, his feet straining his shoes, a nub forming above his swollen rump that extends down through the curve of his ass, a tuft of fur forming at the tip as brown fur sprouts across his back.

"HAWWW! HAWWWW!" Ian's throaty brays devolve as his neck thickens, expanding outward as his black hair perks upward into a tuft. His hands seize up as his feet burst through his shoes, exposing thick black hooves.

Terrified, Paul watches as Ian's fingers merge together into a solid mass, reshaping into a pair of matching hooves as his knees reshape, arms straightening up as the donkey-man assumes a four-legged stance, his shirt taut around expanding back muscles and a growing barreled chest. Ian's lean stomach vanishes under brown fur, only to swell outward into a thick donkey pot belly.

Only then does Paul see the thick, low-hanging ballsack and massive mottled erection Ian was sporting, clear fluid bubbling from the tip.

Ian's pink asshole twitches as it begins to plump up, protruding outward as the skin darkens, his furry ass widening to expose more of the growing donkey pucker. It pulses in unison with his thick donkey erection as his internal organs restructure and reshape, fur covering his muzzle as his shirt rips apart. Ian brays once more, kicking his legs up and snorting.

Paul is beside himself, his eyes wide in shock. In front of him is no longer Ian Somerhalder.

In front of him was a snorting, braying donkey that used to be Ian Somerhalder.

"HEEEHAWWWW! HAWW!" Ian the donkey brays as he catches Paul cowering near the bathroom door and charges the actor. Paul's eyes go wide as the animal runs towards him, knocking him over onto the tile as the donkey furiously thrusts his pulsating cock against Paul's thigh.

"Get off me! What the fuck!" Paul tries to push Ian off of him as the horny jackass ruts against his leg, staining it with musky fluid. As Paul reaches to push Ian away, the donkey bites him on the arm and brays once more. Paul knees the animal square in the cock, clutching his arm as the donkey lets out a high-pitched "HEEEEHAWWW!"

Ian falls onto his side and rolls onto his back, kicking his skinny donkey legs as his cock twitches, flexing upward until Ian lets out a tremendous bray, his flare broadening as the transformed actor orgasms. Volleys of yellow-tinged donkey cum erupt from Ian's bestial organ, arcing in the air and splattering across the equine's maw and chest as the donkey brays in pleasure and lust.

Paul looks down at the bite and back at Ian. "This is fucking crazy! What is even happening? Ian?!"

The donkey flips to its side, dazed from its orgasm, and pushes itself back onto its legs. Its cock twitches as more donkey cum oozes from the head, to which Ian knickers and flings hot donk seed across the room. Paul watches Ian's thick balls churning with animal seed, his mouth going dry as he feels a sudden pang of arousal. His cock stiffens in his pants, blood rushing to fill his member as Ian the donkey starts to inch towards the man.

"What the... ho.. ohhh..." Paul groans as his cock starts to pump, expanding in his jeans as Ian senses Paul's arousal. Paul reaches down and clutches his crotch as Ian trots over to Paul and starts to lick the man's growing bulge, feeling it swell against his leathery lips. The donkey nuzzles at Paul's cock as Paul feels his growing erection pushing against his jeans, his balls beginning to pump with new donkey cum as he begins to stroke himself through his pants.

He thrusts upward as his cock unloads into his jeans, groaning as his body expels his human cum and soaks his pants and underwear. Paul's bulge grows more obscene by the second as Ian laps at Paul's crotch, tasting Paul's seed before craning to grip the human's buckle. The donkey latches onto the fastening on Paul's jeans and rips it away, his zipper parting to expose his cum-soaked underwear and a rapidly swelling cock pushing out of the band, cum seeping from the flaring tip.

Paul's teeth begin to elongate in his mouth as Ian nuzzles at the human's cock, pushing Paul's underwear down to free the changing member as his swelling balls slip over the waistband. Paul's cock throbs violently as his shifting sheath is exposed, a ring swelling out in the center of the man's shaft as he lays on his back. Ian cranes his neck up and grabs Paul's shirt collar, pulling swiftly and popping the man's buttons as the donkey positions itself over Paul's torso.

Paul's expanding cock meets Ian's donkey dick, the animal's cum-slick member sliding against Paul's rapidly shifting length. Ian begins to thrust against Paul, snorting as Paul makes a thrust in return. Lust clouds Paul's mind as he begins to frot with the donkey, moaning as his back cracks, his chest pushing out. Paul's cock is nearly transformed, its length meeting Ian's and soon exceeding it as it flares at the tip, Paul's tongue lolling out of his mouth when he reaches up and grabs Ian's muzzle with both hands. Craning his neck upward, Paul's lips meet Ian's as their rigid donkey cocks slide against one another. Ian's thick tongue slips into Paul's mouth as Paul moans and makes out with the donkey, his skull beginning to bulge outward as his back jolts once again.

Paul's legs begin to shrink as his ass expands against the floor, his thighs inflating as his and Ian's slobbery kiss grows more lustful. Paul's ribcage cracks and expands, chest barreling outward as gray fur races across his skin. Paul breaks his kiss with the donkey as his ass rips through his jeans, his underwear bursting as the seams around his thighs pop.

"Hohh..HAWWWW! HEEEEHAWW!" Paul brays loudly as his face cracks and shifts forward, nostrils receding as the man grows a donkey muzzle of his very own. His ears extend up his skull, a tail sliding out around his expanded rump as gray fur coats his body. Ian pushes his muzzle to meet Paul's as they go back to their lustful activities, Paul's cock oozing steadily as his abs are engulfed in creamy fur and bulge outward into a fat donkey belly.

His light blonde hair thickening and tightening into a mohawk above his muzzle, Paul's hands grow numb as they merge into hooves. His boots rip at the sole as his feet transform, his legs shrinking as his four-legged stance is sealed.

A cacophony of lustful brays and the wet slapping of donkey dicks echoes through the bathroom as Paul joins the herd, his lips now leathery, his hole swelling and strengthening into a musky donk pucker.

The two beasts frot wildly, Paul bucking beneath Ian as their veiny equine rods collide over and over. Paul's cock flares outward as the new donkey bellows, his balls pumping as he unloads across his furry chest and maw, thick pumps of hot donkey cum matting his fur as the beast gives into his lust.

Ian kneels over and tastes a jet of Paul's changed seed, licking his lips as Paul cums. He pulls back and takes Paul's cock into his maw, suckling as the final throes of Paul's orgasm stream into his muzzle. Ian licks the thicker donk organ clean before disgorging, allowing Paul to roll onto his side and push himself up onto his legs.

The two donkeys nuzzle for a bit, cooling down from Paul's transformation. They bray together, rubbing their furry necks and muzzles against one-another, Paul playfully nipping Ian on the chest. Their erections have yet to calm down, and Ian sputters as he trots around Paul, sniffing curiously. Ian walks around his new mate, sniffing the air, when he reaches Paul's backside and sees Paul's pulsing black donkey hole, emanating a gorgeous musk through its tight confines. Ian pushes his muzzle against Paul's hole, causing the gray donkey to raise his muzzle and bray loudly as the brown ass tongues at Paul's opening.

A surge of weight is felt on Paul's back as Ian rears up and forces his wet donkey tool deep within Paul's ass. Paul brays aloud once more, groaning as his hole is filled with more than a foot of donk meat, tightening up as Ian makes a labored thrust into him. He pushes back as Ian sputters, the brown jackass thrusting wildly into the rump of the gray donk as they begin to mate. Paul's cock throbs in response, tightening and relaxing with each of Ian's thrusts as his virgin donk hole is stretched by Ian's beastly dick.

Ian's pendulous balls slap Paul's rump, Paul's sack swaying as the two are lost in their beastly urges. Ian brays loudly, feeling the rise of orgasm within him as his thrusts grow more intense.

"HAWWWWW! HEEEHAWWW!" Ian brays as he erupts inside of Paul, Paul's hole tightening as the gray donkey is filled with streams of thick donk essence for the first time. Donkey cream oozes out of his tight hole as Ian thrusts wildly, braying without care as he fucks his gay donkey mate. Paul collapses onto the floor beneath him, Ian falling on top of them as they black out from the sensations of their love.

Ian Somerhalder had become a different kind of animal lover, and Paul Wesley had joined him.