You are lead along Harry to your home, and while walking you can’t help but think about the mare you saw in the stable previously, you understand now her fear of the stalls, you are in her exact same situation, a broodmare for the entertainment of the studs…
While you walk some of the fluids of the mating drip down your legs and you almost wish to be cleaned by the attendant even if she has to touch you down there, even if you think that she will tease and mock you about your changes and the passion you experienced as a female with a stallion.
As you enter the stables and another attendant take Harry in his stall, looking around you notice a young girl with equine ears riding a stallion out of the building, obvious to the changes that are even now progressing, the attendant turn your head toward the front and gives you a flirtatious wink “New mare” She whisper to you as the girl start her last ride as a bipedal creature. The stall is exactly how you remembered it, but now details that you considered irrelevant are not so easily dismissed, like the plaques with definitely human names or the burly boys that follow your slow trot with focused intensity, ready to subdue and bind you immediately with ropes if only a minor amount of defiance is shown; in this moment you understood exactly what the phrase “ resistance is futile” meant.
The attendant bring you to a new stall, she moves you inside and close the gate “You are beautiful, you know that?” You shift nervously on your hooves “And now the rules: I’m the boss and you listen to me, you don’t damage the stalls, you don’t act hostile toward workers and costumers and when I say that I want you to transform a customer you will do it; questions?” You look at her disbelieving “You will be trained like the horse you are now and at the end I will decide to sell or keep you, depending on your behavior” The girl starts to pet your mane expertly “You know, a boy transformed in a mare need more training, we need to be careful because boys usually aren’t very thrilled when they are mounted, such fillies risks to injure the stallion, so in your training we have to acclimate you to your new vagina. New mares always enter heat the day after their transformation, it’s a failsafe for the unlikely chance that a filly escapes the zoo, the animal transformation lasts a week and becomes permanent with mating, so an escaped female will be sought after by wild animals; the spell is tailored to be pretty vicious: if you escape as a mare and encounter a buck your species will change to a doe dooming you to a life in the woods. Males are easier: we can induce heat in females to bait any escaping male, they quickly succumb to animal instincts with a few raised tails” She start giggling as she looks at you “Tomorrow you and the new mares will enter heat, but to be sure you accept your new female self you will be left alone for a few days, you and your burning nether region will only know release when I’ll say so. Some describes the heat of fillies as a torture without release, but after the experience you will beg to be mounted, I know you will…”
You watch helplessly as she turns to greet another unfortunate couple that begin to display equine ears when the attendant suggest a romantic walk in the woods with a dazzling smile.