Damon ran at and leaped the pasture gate, his strong and agile, as bulky equine body felt asstounding!
Prancing and feeling such strength, stamina, and a real sense of personal glee, Damon sniffed the breeze, as it told him where he would meet the herd. A wheeling turn and Damon trotted happily toward the horse herd, a small herd of eight horses and two pony mares.
Charging with all four strong legs, Damon came to stand high on a hill overlooking a green pasture and the horse herd. He inhaled deeply and broadcast to all that a stallion was now there to join the herd. He expected a sense of mutual admiration and glee, but what wheeled harshly and came charging at him his then equine instinctsa suggested these horses wanted to kill the intruder
Damonn foolishly stoopd his ground and tried to face the herd. The mares, they approached Damon, their ears laid back, they snorting fiercely, two of the larger mares making chomping sounds using their strong jaws and sharp front teeth.
A real sense of fear well up inside his stallion chest, to where from his sheath leaked out drips of his urine. Feeling embarressed, Damon began to back away from the angry mares. As it happened, that one of the dappled brown and gray colored pony mares strode to stand between her angry relatives and the scared stallion.
"You are new to being a horse and a stallion, I can tell when a horse has no instincts for self preservation. My name was Angelica, but the owner of this herd calls me Betty. Like you, I was not born being of the equine race. My path to being a mare these past nine wonderful years began after I met a boyfriend at school, and discovered soon enough he was the son of a magical family.
He made love to me and so often I forgot when it was not good for me to enjoy sex. I became as pregnant, and that caused him and me some embarressment. His mother came to his aid, as she transformed me to being a pony mare, who after 11 months gave birth to my companion and duplicate pony mare, my daughter, Sally. I was given a promise that after birthing the less than respectable or proper offspring, and weaning it to where she could graze; his mother witch promised to return me back to being human. Well like any promise made by a witch, I am still a mare!
So, do tell me what brought you here, and were your thinking of breeding? As beware, and I know this as a fact, if you got here due to anything magical, and you begin mating, your path back to being human becomes a weaving trail to nowhere. You have sex, and find it as you would an enriching experience, your soul goes in limbo, as your futre becomes permanently equine. If then that idea appeals to you, I offer you me, as me with my stretched vulva for to try having equine style sex, you begin by mating me, the herd will accept you as their only stallion."
Damon stood there, he having listened to what Angelica told him, her explanation working to arouse his stallion cock to drop from the sheath, as it began stiff and he was using his new libido to wag the massive male organ.