Thinking more akin to his having become as halfway to being an animal, a horse, a stallion, and indoctrinated with equine instincts, he who named his personality as AdobeFats felt the perils all around him. His education origin was as a Christian schooling and the morals of strict religious parents. Somewhere in time he became infected with ideas pertaining to sexual lusts and heightened desired sensuality similar to that felt by animals. His passions for lusts had brought him to this point where he wanted to decide, as change his mind about how to live his life. Stuck by forces he had no controls over, left him placed in a wholly different focal plane, in an alternate universe.
The palace stables odor clawed at his nasal passages, the common smell of manure, urine, and animal sweat beckoned at his senses to follow the scent. AdobeFats was by that point in time wishing he could find some way to complete his physical transformation, and if degraded mentally, he might learn to forget what from being reared as a moral thinking human he could let slip into a beastly oblivion.
"Hey there stud," a terse sounding man said, he speaking to an all black stallion wandering the stables aisles.
"Yea you, oh no need to whinny at me your reply, I know your kind cannot talk," the man said, he a palace guard.
Nervous about his fate, AdobeFats stood in place, did not make any moves, aggressive or defensive. He stood his ground, his breathing rapid and snorting, scared as of what the guard might do, and at the same time wishing that someone might strike, as kill a foolish, black, Athro-stallion.
"The Princess has sent out orders to have you found and taken back to her private chamber. Now walk with me, do this and I shall not place your legs in restraint chains. Yea, OK good boy, or should I say fellow, as you were born a human but the evil worshipers here have their ways to cause dire and vile changes to human bodies.
As the two walked along the palace hallways, the guard asked, "Have you changed your mindset about being what you were made to look, as become?"
AdobeFats answered the guard with a slow head nodding action, as if to signify in the affirmative.
"I cannot be of direct help for you, but I do know of a sorceress who might know how to cause your body to change back to it being that of a person." The guard said, as AdobeFats snorted and nodded his big horse head. "Here we are, the door to the Princess bed chamber is along this hallway; as I may not enter or get near the Princess, she being both hot and horny!"