Snorting, prancing about the stall his cock erect but not yet rigid enough to mount the pony stallion part of Ken feel's the urge.
The words of his freed Genie sticks in Ken's mind as if like any victim of this Genie. Indeed like many others before Ken and as more to come those cursed to be and live as other than what they were born remember those fated' words.
"A animal being like all animals without reasoning powers just the lusting instincts of what it is to be a beast!"
What part of Ken's mind strives to exsist, remembering those words and begged his pony self to restrain from being becoming total animal. The mare's rank scent was filling his head as the urge was bringing the pony's black cock to rigid. As Ken pranced about his cock flayed from side to side slapping the thighs making his sensual feelings all the more wild.
A sniff of the youngest mare's rear brings his nostrils close and with a broad flat tongue he tastes her juices.
Shaking his thick head voilently it disturbs the mares sending them to huddle in the far corner of the box stall. The smells, the touching, and to taste the brown juices seeping from the mare's young vulva grossed out Ken's part human mind.
Whinning, shaking his head and wishing to spit out the salty juices of the mare Ken was repulsed by what he'd just done.
Reaching his head over to the side farthest away from the horny mares, Ken took deep breaths. Great drafting breaths making his head spin and a hope of retaining what was him at least in mind would still be there come morning.
Tail flicking with urgent desire to remain himself and not let the animal body wipe away his human mind. Even as Ken stands there his urges return to go and mount either of the mares. Yet his human will, his wantant desire to know who and what he was and is remains strong.
Soon the heady mares come to Ken's side of the box stall. Their insisting ways work against Ken's desire to remain away from them and their as his mutual bestial desires do flair. Licking his sheath one mare is making the lusty feeling race to higher and higher spirals of sensual delights.
Ken turns to face them as mare and horny mare nibble their rubbery lips at Ken. Their own lust is easy to give in unto as they are true animals doing as per those carnial instincts demand.
A swift kicking of his hind legs sends the mares to scurry away. He is breathing now in rapid short breaths as what might be considered as if in some sort of shock. Like a person injured badly Ken's mind is recoiling to the sensual luts being demanded it do by the carnial flesh sensations. He knows this was taught as not right and try as try he can he wants in the worst way to last till morning as human in mind and memory!