Carl and Molly ran off to play in the pasture, but Jane stayed behind. She just didn't feel right. She was grumpy and felt tired. She knew that it would feel different being a horse, but she was not enjoying it. Carl stood in front of her stall, and beckoned for her to join him.
Well, it is a vacation, thought Jane. Might as well make the best of it. For my family's sake at least.
As she stood up she noted that some of the hay she had been resting on was stuck to her vagina. She tilted her head back and saw a thick discharge dripping from behind her.
Great. Did I wet myself? she thought, as she stood up and used the button to open her stall. She still felt a little full and bloated, and wanted to find a place to pee. She was still a little squeamish peeing out in the open, even if everyone else was a horse. She crept around the barn, looking for some privacy.
As she walked, she noticed some of the other horses perk up as she walked by. They watched her with interest, twitching their ears and tails. A few even sported erections.
Okay, that's gross, she thought. Carl, damn you. You and your weird ideas of a vacation. I could kill you for this. But I guess Molly really wanted to try it, too.
Satisfied that she was alone, she released a surprisingly large torrent of urine, washing away the hay. But the strange thin clear liquid still dripped slowly out from behind her. It felt like it was coming from her vagina, and it made her vagina feel odd. Like it was puffy or something.
Carl rounded the corner and ran up to her.
"Oh there you are. Molly and I were wondering where you ran off to. Why don't you join .... " Carl suddenly stopped talking and started sniffing the air.
"What is that wonderful smell?" He snorted deeply, loudly sucking in air. He walked around to her rear, and as he passed by Jane saw with shock that he had a massive erection.
"Oh, it's you, dear. You smell fantastic, " said Carl, as he examined her ass. Suddenly, Jane felt him land hard on her back, his cock slapping against her thigh.
Jane jumped forward. "My God! Carl, what do you think you are doing?"
"I'm sorry. You just smell so good, and you look so good. And it was just so inviting. Please, honey, I have to try it, "said Carl.
Jane was horrified. "NO! You remember the rules. I don't want to get pregnant."
"Oh, come on. One time wont hurt. Let's just try it," said Carl.
But Jane wouldn't hear it. She ran back to her stall, ignoring the lustful glances of the other horses. Safely inside, she hit the button to summon an employee for help. She described her symptoms, and the man nodded.
"Yeah, just as I suspected, " said the man after he finished inspecting her. "You are in heat."
"Well, that's it. I don't want to be a horse anymore. Change me back. And I expect a refund," said Jane.
"I am afraid we can't do that. At least not until the cycle has completed. Too dangerous with all those different hormones floating in your bloodstream, " said the man.
"Well how long is a horse's cycle?" asked Jane.
The man rubbed his chin. "Oh, about 8 days. You really should know this. Didn't you read your instruction manual?"
Jane paled. "Eight days! What will I do till then?"
"Well, we can keep you separated from the others if you like. It'll be a little lonely, and you will be a little bored staying in a pen all day. But you won't be bothered by any frisky male. Or you can try your luck with the others. They are all human. Well, most of em are. A few were born from visiting couples. But they all have the power to reason, and they know the rules. We have security watching everybody, however we can't see everything all the time. We do our best, but we can't guarantee that some wild stallion might not loose control. But it's up to you, " said the male employee.
Molly ran up to her stall. "Hey, Mom. What's wrong? Are you sick or something? Can you come play with me? I want to show you all the neat places I found. And I want to run with you. It's so much fun. Can you come out with me?"
Jane sighed. Eight days was just about their whole vacation. Did she really want to spend it locked up in a stall? And what would poor Molly think? How could she explain her absence? Then again, she remembered how she had almost been assaulted .... by her own husband, no less. If he couldn't control himself, how could she rely on the other males to behave?
Jane pouted in her stall and considered her options.