Even as Harold galloped out of sight from those at the award ceremony his one thought was to join those mares in the main corral. Seeing his mates within the fenced corral he leaps up using his strong hind legs and clears the three rail fence in one long bound.
Huffing from his run and not yet totally accustom to his new form he stands trying to catch his breath. The mares stand nearby looking at this wild and new athlete and stallion.
As Harold drags in deep breaths of air the rich scent of those pretty mares comes and touches his equine tainted mind. He snorts aloud and pawing the ground looks the line of mares wondering which would be most resceptive to his attentions.
Harold has not long to wait before a young dun colored mare with black mane and tail walks from the midst of the mares. She plods closer her heady scent tells Harold's twisted mind of some female in dire need. The equine mind patterns shift into control making Harold prance and show off for his possible mate.
Soon enough Harold's prancing and the natural excitement of anticipated mating has his male pony penis out straight, hard, and flared to rigid status. He stands drinking in her flaunting scent and loving the wild sensations his pony form brings.
A soft whinny from the proposed mate starts Harold to make the moves only a stallion might. He presses his nostrils into his shoulder running it along her belly and flanks. As his muzzel rounds the edges of her stout strong buttocks it is her tail which rises in welcome.
A sign of welcome to see the tail rise high and off to the right side granting her prefered mate easy access to her most personal private parts.
Shaky his head Harold can not begin to believe he is really planning to mount an animal even though he himself be one. His memories of being a boy human and having watched stallions, bulls, and goats play till they mate now suddenly offer a note of learned experiance.
Bounding up with the forelegs and a steady boost from the hind legs has Harold standing almost erect behind the mare. His forehoofs placed on the peak of her sweet scented rump help himself position for the coming.
A slow quarter step forward he feels his erect pony cock bump her rear but not quite the mark he had intended. A few pelvic moves and his flatened uncircumsized penis finds a warm, moist spot that he knows is the right place for a forward thrust.
Smmothly his male part slides in past those black lips of a mare's pleasure. Moving in and deeper his shaft feels the warmer yet and slippery interior of the pretty mare's vagina. It is all calm and wonder till the muscles of her vagina clamp down holding his long thick draft horse like shaft tight inside.
As if scared by the tight hold on his maleness Harold begin to pelvic moves making the long shaft slid up and down the mare's birth canal.
In seconds the wonderous feelings had Harold standing there crosseyed with delight and loving his form. He is in a stallion's short lived Heaven as the mating ritual goes on. He can not believe he is really enjoying what he is doing, having a moments thought thinking of past moral teachings which now as a stallion matter little if at all!
Mounted and working his way up to the first true beastial orgasum his mind pays no attention to Matthew and Gideon's approach.
"MY God, Harold what are you doing?" exclaims both boys still ponies in form but able to make communication having the Medallions.
A slow casual glance toward where the sound and question came from Harold slows his mating for a moment.
"You acting like a true stallion Harold do you want to remain like one?" asked a stunned Matthew.
Harold stood silently embedded up to his sheath in the rear of this most friendly mare. His thoughts and actions were being insulted, this for him was a time of personal delight and wonderous satisfaction! He'd not stop now even for his friends as this action was one which in his changed mind took president.
Thrusting again began but this time with a more harsh mannerism making even the mare peer a look back at Harold.
"He has accepted his body to a point of no return!" states Gregory.
Matthew looks first at the man and then turning to look at Gideon. A snort and then a deep breath brings into his nostrils the wild heady scent of the mares.
"Careful young one! " says Gregory as if making a warning.
"What?" asked Matthew in a slow and almost drunken manner.
A laugh makes Matthew stop his action and look at Gregory once more.
"Harold by mating has made the final choice to remain as a pony stallion the rest of his life. He has lost his cares, his love for friends and seeing you two thinks jealous thoughts. If you entered the corral now he would step away from his choosen mare and stand to fight . He sees you as an adversary and one he'd kill to keep his harem and herd. You both were to enter the corral and mate as ponies do would like Harold seal your mind inside those animal bodies. So beware till you be human again and hold yourself straight laced and true." told Gregory as he tried to guide his two protogeies.