Damon had a sleepless night, he stood most of the time, he masturbating his pony size cock, all twenty inches of the male meat felt so wondrously sensual. He was all pony from head to tail and withers to hoofs. The stable flies discovered Damon as a new source for a meal, his butt and sheath a tasty morsel.
Something of what the one other pony there said, as mentally connected mind to mind, he muttered his wonderment why another fool would wish of or ask Circe to change him too into being a pony? Damon liked ponies, especially a friend and pet pony named Mike he got to meet as befriend. Mike met Circe when quite young and being not even a teenager then, he did ask her to help him attain his greatest fun wish as to come true.
Mike was a handsome dappled gray and black stallion pony when both he and Damon were twelve years of age.
Mike had matured, gained animal male stud status after his second full year being a pony. Damon saw Mike as a wonderful companion, a pet, a pony to ride, but come springtime and mares in estrus, the brutality of pony life Damon saw up close and vivid. It was after that bit of birds and bees insights that Damon took to wishing he too was like Mike.
Circe was easy as willing to send a fool male into their wildest of bestial desires come true. When he asked Circe to change him, she asked about his details of how he being a pony would look to the world. She as much blessed Damon to live the biblical lifespan of a human, that of THREE SCORE AND TEN YEARS, (70) as his minimum lifespan. She thought to endow him with zebra stallion size testicles, and a sexual endurance of twice that a stallion zebra.
As cum after cumming fun by morning the stall where Damon stood had two inches of pooled semen drying to a hard crusted pond.
"Holy horse crap, will you look what our new horny pony did in his stall!" Yelled Sam, he the stables groomsman.
Damon felt then as embarrassed for what he had done, but loved the smell his semen had!
Hay, oats and a bucket of water made breakfast for the ponies. The groomsman saddled each pony and led them one by one to the walking ring where the children could get a pony ride.
Round and round did Damon, Charlie, Frank, and Lulu walk for hours before they were allowed to stop and get a cold drink from a steel bucket.
Lulu and Damon were unchained from the the ride, they led to a corral, as did Frank and Charlie scream their dislike of what they knew Damon would get to do with Lulu. As Lulu entered the corral she began to prance around with her tail held high. Damon stood there dumbfounded, he watching Lulu, as then began sniffing the breeze of a spicy scent what made him feel horny.
When Lulu stopped and turned her rump toward Damon, he recalled the pony mares doing the same to Mike and what Mike did then!
"Oh wow," Damon thought, his delights traversing space and connecting with his male pony friends.
Aroused and his cock stiffer than stiff, pre dribbling out the cock, he was thinking back to how Mike handled his mating fun.
A fore-legged bounce up had Damon mounted over the rump of Lulu.
His stiff cock grazed across the winking nether lips of a black vulva.
A slow half stride step did the trick and his bloated cock-head parted the black mare lips, as the heat from her insides urge him to do a nature desired. "In, yes in it goes, slithering inside her, inch after inch of equine male meat slipping into the horny mare. Yes oh yes, Lulu I love you!"