“I think we’ll start with Daddy.”
With that, the attendants restrained the man’s head. Then, without hesitation, the woman took her beaker and poured its contents into your father’s mouth. He tried to resist but he was held steady and forced to drink.
When the woman was satisfied, he was swiftly released from the chair. He was then forced on to his hands and knees and deftly restrained with ropes around his arms and legs.
The woman then whispered in your ear again “now all he needs is a waft of your intoxicating pheromones and he will be completely overwhelmed with animal lust.” You tried desperately to stop yourself, but your body wasn’t responding. You despaired as the sticky liquid continued to trickle out of your moist entrance.
You looked back towards your helpless father and were horrified to see that he was starting to change.
He had started to swell gradually as he sniffed at the air, clearly mesmerised by your sweet aroma. You noticed a bulge growing from his backside as his tail started to emerge. His fingers and toes had also begun to turn dark as they became hooves, while tiny white hairs started sprouting all over his body.
You neighed at the woman in a sorrowful tone, begging her to stop this.
“I’m sorry dear, I didn’t quite catch that.” You desperately try to make her stop. “I’m afraid I don’t speak horse Princess. Don’t worry; you’ll soon have both of your parents to talk to.” The woman laughed as you continued to whinny frantically at her.
Meanwhile, your father was barely recognisable. By now his legs had lengthened to full horse proportions. His body had built up much more muscle, while it had also been covered by luscious white fur. Towards his rear-end you saw that his tail had finished changing, while his member had grown to an enormous size, with a pair of large balls to compliment his new tool.
All that was really left was his face, but this too was changing fast. Sadness crept over you as your father’s ears became pointed and moved to the top of his head, while his hair lengthened into a mane. You couldn’t bear to look, and so you turned away as you heard your dad’s voice box become better-suited for an equine creature. You heard a few more popping sounds and then nothing.
As you suspected, when you looked around again you saw a powerful white stallion where your father had been moments before.
The woman applauded before addressing both horses “there we are. Now I know you both want a family reunion, and you’ll get one in good time. But first, we need to get Mummy involved.”
And so the woman’s twisted plans continued.