Tina had enjoyed her time as a mare and all the sensual trapings thereto! Now she was again a mare and with her good friend they sought after the rich sensual lives, being animals in equine form and wanting the same things.
To their owner he was of a differing opinion. His thoughts were that one mare was enough for his small farm and offered for sale either mare.
Tina and Nancy played and fralicked over the next few weeks as both grew larger and stronger. Nancy quickly caught on to the patterns of lip, teeth, and tongue movments for effective grazing the pasture grasses. She still had trouble eating dry hay and often choaked on it. Her daily patterns helped her find living as a mare easy to roll along with, but at the same time she was fast forgetting her human self and way of life.
It was Tina one day who met with the jealous kick from her friend's hind hoofs sending her off to cry with pain. After that she tried to ask her friend by writing in the sandy corral, but Nancy would snort and walk away.
Tina was the one who wished and would love to become a horse and this mare she was now. Yet Nancy did not have the same conviction going into this new world of animal form, and beastly instincts. Day by day Tina watched as she saw her friend Nancy drift ever more toward total bestial mentality and less and less showing any care for Tina.
As time passed the Farmer found for Nancy a new owner and she was reined to rear of a wagon and trotted off and out of Tina's life.
The wish was for the both of them to be mares together but now Tina would not know if Nancy had become pregnant, since their need to be doing the same at the same times was the only path to return home.
Tina felt crushed, had she led her and Nancy into some beastly doom? She whinnied and plodded her paddock till even the Farmer noted her dismay.
One evening as the man sat to diner he mention to his wife about the mare and her dull actions. He knew all too well the seperation of two foals had caused his mare to feel lonely. "After all the horse is a herd animal, she needs company!" he told his wife.
This being a farming community and at a time before when automobiles were a basic part of the American scene, Tina was often hitched to a cart for the weekly trip into town. it was on such a trip that she was standing calmly in front of the E & S Food Store when there arose a clatter, a screaming whinnie, and many men yelling all to once.
Tina raised her head for a looksee. She saw to her amazement and agony Nancy jitched with another horse to a large wooden wagon. The other horse was trying his best to mount Nancy while both still hitched and harness.
The clatter of iron horse shoes on brick pavement and the crashing sound of the overturning wagon had men and horses scrambling for safety.
"DAMN YOU MASON, DAMN YOU !"screamed the Farm owner at his prime stallion.
Tina pawing the ground nervous for her friend Nancy and watching as the passion play continued.
Snapping sounds as Mason's massive Thoroughbred strengths broke his teathered bonds. His maleness was erect and ready to the personal delights of its owner as then he plunged into Nancy's willing equine vulva.
As maybe any mare who never knew the raw beastly sensations of a mounting stallion, Nancy's head bucked back, her body shook of sudden fear, and she screamed a painful feeling out in one long neighing cry.
Tina's eye caught the eyesight of nancy as she in the fit of equine rut remembered her past, thought of her friend, and wished then to be what she was originally, a girl!
As if a voice from above and to the same moment in each mare's mind came the voice of the Medallion reminding them of their only mutual way home. "As one is mated so also must the other! To both give birth, to wean, and bring into this world and time a horse replaving themselves, then and only then will time and all return to what it was for you! Beware, I see problems here! One is now pregnant, the other remains barren! All will be neutral if the pregnant one loses her foal and delivers it dead at birth. Yet too the barren one may become pregnant and deliver when the other loses her foal, either or all your fates may be easily sealed into this animal form!"
Mason worked his monster 22 inch horse cock round and round in and out much to the humorus delight of passer's by. Nancy whinnied, lowering her head in domination to the sire on her back.
All this time Tina whinnied her horror to Mason's rough treatment of her friend.
The comotion in the street soon brought the Farmer who owned Tina. Seeing the sexual passion of Mason into the mare he had sold away, he then turned to see his own mare whincing as if wanting what Nancy get right then beginning to enjoy.
Once the passion ceased, one Farmer talked with another. It was agreed that Mason would spend a happy weekin the pasture with Tina.