As the Priestess to the Goddess Bast did direct, one moment AdobeFats stood as he was changed, being an all black furred Anthropic-stallion standing in the forest, to then finding himself standing on polished marble floors of some Egyptian palace.
Stunned at the swiftness that took him and placed him there in some palace, AdobeFats began to look around from, where he stood.
"Greetings to you stallion," said a deep baritone sounding voice. It made AdobeFats to turn then to facing the greetings. There, as if from nowhere stood a deeply suntanned man, he had no hair, was shaved bald, no facial hairs either, as stood there dressed in Egyptian armor made of brass and decorated with gold.
"I was told you cannot speak, and did not as yet know how to understand the Egyptian language. I am here to give you such knowledge, so kneel now down for me to place my hands across your forehead and become then as able to understand." The big man said, as AdobeFats heard the man speaking English. AdobeFats knew he was considered to be then more an animal than a person, and complied properly like might a horse to its master.
Having knelt, as the dark man's hands touched the equine skull of AdobeFats, he felt a sparking sensation, what made his eyes to close, and his breathing to slow. As then came a rush of information given to the brain of one Anthropic-stallion. The sensations of a river of different meanings to words and reasoned ideals about palace manners nearly erased what he had learned while he was a man for 60 years.
The rush of inserted information did not cause a hurt, but worked to make the stallion portion that was then AdobeFats to gain a male horse size erection.
AdobeFats was enough still a moral human male that he tried to press down his stout erect cock as not wishing to be offending his new master.
"Rise stallion," said the man, he speaking then in the Egyptian language, as AdobeFats discovered he understood the words correctly. "No need to act with moral concerns now or ever! Understand this, you are now an animal, you are not a God, but a animal, as for the present and by the order of our Goddess Bast, you stallion is a Pleasure Beast.
What is a pleasure beast you would wish to ask, well your being as partially like an animal, a horse and stallion your duties are simple. We here worship the virility of horses, and it is the fetish of the Princess to enjoy horses. She has a chariot drawn by horses, she likes to watch when horses mate, and asked for having three stallions like what you became as is, making your duty now to go to the Princess and join the birthday orgy.
As for you being a Pleasure Beast, such as that stout erection your' sporting shall for the most times happen and go on unnoticed; unless you should ejaculate. You must, and I specify the word must, when feeling a need to urinate or purge your bowels, request permission to retreat from the palace, going to the stables or a animal pen before relieving the urge. Those who fail to take this order seriously, and as have a few who did their need in a quiet corner of a palace room, soon felt the displeasure of the Goddess who knows and sees all that happens inside her palace.
So what happened then to those foolish few? Well they became like me, and as all the Eunuchs in the palace or as stable workers, guards, and chariot horses, we were gelded! Defecate in the palace but once and you get your big stallion balls cut off by a sharp knife!
Now then with the proper warnings given and I shall escort you to the Princess and her bedchamber. Begin taking note as to what hallway goes where, as guards stand watching, they shall inform you of where you cannot go unless an order is given. The happy-birthday orgy began just after sunup, and is about done for today. I shall introduce you to the Princess, and as well to her two stallion companions, they being exactly like were as are you. Do as are the other two stallions, be kind and considerate to the wishes of the Princess. Do not get too aroused or too excited by what she asks as done to her, because if she should get injured, or made to bleed..., well there is a need for meat to be fed to the palace lions.
Oh yes, as you having been born human and lived that way, you know about personal hygiene. After any vaginal insertions, wipe your cock clean before letting the Princess or her Maidens to orally mouth your cock. Those who cause sickness or disease get to meet the Lions at breakfast, remember that!" The Eunuch said, informing AdobeFats as of his basic duties and responsibilities.
AdobeFats walked along following the chief Eunuch, he acting as he had seen horses duly following their master leading them as they held the reins. "Clip-clop," were the sounds of his two hoofs as AdobeFats walked the marble floor hallways. To say that AdobeFats was nervous about his new body, new lifestyle, and the warnings of his not acting like he were but an animal when he felt like he was an animal, kept his cock staying partially hung a few inches from its sheath.
As the Eunuch led the Pleasure stallion to where he was needed, there were people walking past him and not paying a black Anthropic-stallion of any special or common sort of attentions. AdobeFats was then getting a primmer course in common Egyptian rudeness as what they thought little about animals and those things like Anthropic beasts.