Mack started to protest "But I just wanted him to be happy!" As he spoke his voice cracked and rose into a higher register. The cause was obvious to the audience, who watched as the young man dwindled quickly into a boy in his early teens. His clothes hung on him for a moment, then vanished. "What are you doing to me!?" He cried out and covered him crotch with his hands, cheeks flaming as the audience laughed.
Madame Illusia chuckled. "You wished Brian to have as long a life as possible, and someone to care for him all that time. Sounds to me like he'll need a good stableboy."
"But I don't know anything about horses!" Brian twisted around, shocked to see his smaller body.
"Of course you do! You know all there is to know about taking care of horses and making them happy." Madame Illusia smiled. "You are a perfect companion for Brian, content to serve as his stable boy and friend. Isn't that right?"
Mack blinked in confusion, letting his hands fall away to reveal a far more substantial set of male organs than he had had a moment before. A shadow of dirt darkened his skin, becoming nearly black on his hands and feet. His hair lengthened and tangled, and the confusion faded into a happy grin that revealed scummy, oversized teeth. "Yeah! I take care of horses!" His features shifted, becoming coarser, and something about his expression indicated less than normal intelligence. Madame Illusia nodded in approval nd a moment later, Mack vanished form the stage.
"Our kind and generous young man is now a dedicated and happy stableboy taking are of Brian and a number of other fine equines. He will muck stalls, pick hooves, groom manes and tails, masturbate his charges and assist them in mating. All of these activities will bring him pleasure and happiness, and he and his equine friends will remain as they are, forever young and healthy. Every day will be the same, and he will never question his purpose or find anything odd. A hundred years from now he will still be 14 years old and happily shoveling horse shit."
One of the men in the front row said "That doesn't sound like much of a reward."
"Many would consider eternal youth and health quite a reward." Madame Illusia chuckled. "But I never said I was rewarding him. On the other hand, he has an eternity of being a happy, if dull-witted boy."