Rolling around on the floor of her workstation poor Gennie was as bad off as a mare in heat. It wasn't long before she saw David peering at her.
As the sexual pangs slowed and at last were gone she got up and headed directly into Dave's cubical.
"What the fuck did you do to me?" she yelled.
Dave sat back in his chair and only smiled. Gennie stood there for a moment and then saw what Dave had written about her on a piece of paper. In one quick swoop she grabbed the nearest pen and the same piece of paper.
Turning she went off to her workstation as Dave seeing her having taken the special pen did follow.
You son of bitch, I don't know how this works but I bet you found some cured paper! Didn't you, didn't you damn you!" she yelled.
Dave stod there watching her hold the pen. Then she smiled and sat up her thumb clicked out the ballpoint and she began to write on the same piece of Dave's paper: David here should have been born as one big horses cock!
Dave's scream faded as did Dave from her sight. Gennie sat there and looked at the paper and then the pen. "I wonder?" she thought. Then in a sudden fit of silly female temper she wrote something else: I want to see first hand were David did vanish to so I can enjoy what he is!"
The pen hit the floor as Gennie faded away into thin air.
The smell of hay and grains, the sounds of muffled horse noises and a feel of that Fall fresh breeze had Gennie open her eyes.
A moment of mutual delights as she saw a large stallion's belly and one straining big cock heading her way. There each side the horses sheath were small blinking eyes. Gennie tossed the cock named David a big kiss with the lips she could feel were moist and mobile.
Closer and closer the flared cockhead came as Gennie at last thought to srep to one side. Yet her thoughts seemed not to move her from the oncoming cock.
As the flared end approached her face she opened her mouth to scream. In and down what she felt was her throat went the big cock till David's blue eyes were just inches from hers.
The stallion began to hump his mare as Dave closed his eyes in wild raw sensations of being the cock Gennie wrote him to become. Yet is simular pleasure Gennie felt her mouth engorged by Dave the cock while her vagina also had the feeling of being mounted as if she too was a horse.
Feelinds and pleasures continued for quite some time till with the stallion's load placed Dave began to leave. Gennie almost cried from the feeling of having felt as if a horse had rammed home his cock into her fraile body.
Then the sight of a man working to unwrap something above where Gennie could not see. At last he stepped away and with a coarse brushing a tail swept over Gennie's eyes and moist lips.
Then all the facts came together as Dave was written to be a horses cock, she wrote of her being close to see first hand him being in sex. A few more flicks of the tail told her she was a mares vulva. "Damn it she was still getting fucked around by Dave!" she thought.
Suddenly her strange feeling began to fade and like a poof of smoke she was back to work sitting in her cubical and chair, but totally naked.
Quickly she covered her breasts and groin to peer at David's workstation. There sitting also naked was Dave looking rather odd with his long black hair all slicked down and gooie.
"What happened to us?" asked a scared and cold lady to Dave.
Dave sat up and on his desk lay the pen and the same piece of paper. He saw just below his written wish for Gennie a note from the boss.
David, I want you and Gennie to stop being so foolish, now return to your workstations and lets get some real work done!" signed the Boss.