“Here we are.” Jessica declared cheerfully, bringing her mount to a halt and dismounting.
You followed suit a moment later, ignoring the tearing of the sleeves and top of your shirt, the last scraps of clothing dropping to the ground while you picked up the bags containing yours and Jessica’s lunch. A little unsteady on your hooves, but you were able to tie your mount to the stand and carry the bags to a clear patch of grass by the lake.
Set up, Jessica came over, her cream-yellow mane cascading down her front and back, same-colour tail flicking about as she sat down next to you.
“So what do you want to start with?” You ask, pointing to the selection of oats and grains, along with drinks provided.
“Well, I was hoping to start with something white, and creamy.” Jessica teased, stroking your pulsating cock, a quiver of pleasure rushing through you as she did.
“Then…go…for...it…” You moan softly, leaning back and letting her get to it.
First her tongue ran over it, licking up the slick member while you dug your hands into the ground, not caring, or even noticing the numbing and stiffening of your fingers.
Now she ran her whole mouth into it, sucking and slurping away plus a hand rubbing over where her mouth had been increasing the ecstatic pleasure coursing through your veins. A series of huffs and grunts escaping your thick lips as you began to have trouble keeping your hands at your sides. Especially when the cum blasted out of you and into her waiting maw.
“Mmmm, that was goo-d.” Jessica moaned once she lapped up the remainder of your cum from your cock, her mouth and hands. “Now, let’s get you fed.” She moved on, sliding a feed bag over your muzzle.
Accepting it happily, you rolled over to your front, forelegs firmly planted on the ground where they belonged as you raised yourself to standing, thoughts blind to all but taking care of your need to eat.
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Jessica’s POV:
It had hurt, a little, seeing Steve change all the way, now a healthy, if obliviously a powerfully-built Draught Stallion. But it had to be done as per the instructions she had been given.
While Steve busied himself with filling his stomach, Jessica had removed the saddle and reins from one of the horses they’d taken with them, and placing the ruined fragments of clothes she could recover into an empty satchel, but took one item out.
“Okay, back you go!” Jessica gave one a slap on the flank, sending both of them back along the trail and towards where they’d started.
With all that done, the equipment taken from the first one was adjusted and fitted onto Steve who didn’t really react to it, save for an annoyed whinny when the feedbag was taken.
Everything packed away again, Jessica hoisted herself onto Steve’s back, the item she’d taken, a wide-brimmed Stetson Hat modified to let her ears poke through it on her head, a good looking over herself confirming that she was still as she was, a mix between human and horse.
“Let’s head back now.” She instructed him with a slight prod on his sides, and he began to trot to the trail.
“Have to say though,” She began, aware that Steve couldn’t understand her now. “I do love Horses. Just, didn’t expect to become one.” She finished that line with a giggle, tail swishing as she did.
Still, she needed to get Steve to the stables. Then she’d have to meet with the Boss.