After a few days it became clear the heird wasn’t leading you anywhere particularly. All you did was wander around occasionally crossing rivers and fields. Still with nothing better to do you and Alex stuck with the heird. You learned much about the life of wild horses, but nothing that could separate you two.
You knew Alex was apart of you. Occasionally your back legs would kick your front, or your tail would start moving on it’s own. But there were still times when you forgot you were once separate. It felt right to be with other horses. Even if none of them talked. That was until one morning...
You wake up and find Whisp is different then when you went to sleep.
Her sleek ash colored body was the same. But in place of her head was a torso of a muscular brown skinned woman completely naked.
She had abs that could cut diamonds, and a chest sporting F cup breasts. Her human face was still asleep. Her hair was in a black Mohawk that trailed smoothly down her muscles to her back.
‘Alex are you seeing this?’ You whispered.
Your back right hoof stomped twice in the dirt, you worked out that ment “yes” for him.
The two clops woke up the Amazon centauress who turned to you with a look of alarm and opened her mouth...