Damon and Lulu pranced side by side along the barn aisle, to exit from the barn. Those there were completely unaware as to their species having changed if only for that afternoon. Mom and Dad remained unchanged as did the elder brother, but the guests were changed of bodies and minds, thinking of the wedding as a simple ceremony. The cutting of the cake was officiated by dear Mom, and the very special Carrot cake she had the local bakery bake, as covering it orange and green frosting that tasted like carrots.
Large blocks of cake were cut or equally big wedges of cake cut and placed inside steel buckets for the guests being akin to the young married couple, all were as equines. The guests became equines when they stepped from their own vehicles. Aunt Martha and Uncle Pete being over weight, fat to plump when people were the only Frisian breed ponies attending the wedding. Those of slimmer forms became as Welsh ponies, as did the younger guests became as either Shetland, Exmoor, or Dartmoor's.
As after the serving of the carrot cake, all there had then the choice of trying their luck at grazing or doing as did the newly weds, they prancing out into the pasture to begin having legal sex equine style.
"Dear, should they not do as true married couples and wait until evening before having sex?" Dad asked, as did his wife look at him and she smiled. "Why make them wait, as if Damon hasn't bred Lulu several dozen times already. Besides them, a few of our relatives seem to be enthralled with sexual pleasuring the males never expected to own a penis anywhere near that big. The wives either getting to feel sex like a mare and her stallion, such cock rammed tight inside the heated, loving confines of wholly immoral animal embodiment, let them have their fun until midnight when those who drove here will leave as what they came, if as the Genie said, they will need to drive home being stock naked and not knowing as to why!"
"Where is Brendan, I have not seen him since the wedding procession began leaving the barn?" Dad asked, as received again a shit-grin smirk from his wife. "What?" asked Dad.
"Our Brendan was seen watching Charlie and Frank when either would attend to Arron and they would fuck. I used the word fuck because that is all Charlie, Frank and Arron can do since they are all sterile. Brendan used the reception as a cover for him to stand and mount, hump, and mate with his horny brother turned into a jennet Mule.
Genie while officiating during the wedding and the reception, he was operating the sound system, as if equines would know how to dance rather than prance. He noticed Brendan enter the barn and saw him strip naked as he prepared Arron by lubing her vulva using your hand salve. Genie broadened his spell to include for the afternoon and evening hours, changing Brendan into a Comtois breed horse.
By that look you never heard of a Comtois breed horse. Well, because of our French family heritage the Genie picked that hearty breed of a small size draft horse for Brendan, only because the Genie overheard our eldest son make a comment several times to Arron when in her jennet Mule form. Brendan made mention that if he were a horse, he'd be a draft stud with a huge cock to rut Arron until he/she stood there cross-eyed and then blast her insides with a gallon of semen.
Brendan and Arron have been going at each the other for some time, and Genie assured me that Brendan would not run dry all night.
Come then the morning our spiteful eldest son will awaken in his own bed, but rising he shall remember his fun fling with mating the mule, and for the next two weeks his penis, sheath, and stallion size balls will slowly return to being those he had just yesterday.
Genie said he added a proviso to the spell concerning Brendan, and that being if he returns to again mate with Arron, the enhanced big genitals of a Comtois draft horse will become as his for a lifetime of equine embarrassments."
"Really, you would dare fate and let the Genie defile your now only son?" Dad asked of a mother who saw her offspring prefer life being as equine animals and not as the humans they were born from her body.
"What there Papa, you being jealous of your enhanced male sons?" Mom asked, as her dear husband blushed.
Meanwhile the guests had come to watching Damon and Lulu. First the Shetland couple entered the pasture and began their tries at imitating the wedded couple coupling. Next was the Dartmoor couple, as then the Exmoor's joined the herd. When, finally the Frisian elder couple entered the pasture to mount and mate, the Shetlands split up as did the Exmoor stallion and other studs traded partners and an equine orgy began.
Mom looked to her horny husband as she said, "Lucky for us that none of the relatives brought with them their children or this orgy would be worse than it is, right dear?"
"Wrong dear, as Marcy and Dan brought their twins with them, as I caught the male pony and put him in our bedroom, while corralling Constance in a box stall. The Genie spelled them to be as six month old foals, not able to mate, so that means I am not the fool you thought of me to being, right dear?"
"I am not sure what might happen with the children if their parents leave and the children remain, we might doom them to being ponies!" Mom said, as she got up to go ask the Genie about the two foals.