Your fun wasn’t over through, as your lustful gaze rested upon the tranquil black mare, too focused into grazing to perceive your desires and the threat you represented. The attendant was very clear when she welcomed you in the stables, mate with a member of your new kind and the former person who found himself suddenly as an animal would be unable to change species anymore.
Harry took full advantage of your bewilderment and inability to understand the new sense of smell and sensations, thus before you could exactly grasp what was happening the two of you were already engaged in a fast-paced romp before that accursed pond.
With Sophie you could argue that it was an accident, the thief tried to steal the wrong horse in the wrong place and was chastised for it, but with Jessica and Carl it was personal, and between the two Carl was the one you wanted to punish more. The fact that he would turn this unexpected rival into his mare was the proverbial icing on the cake, compounded by the fact that she wasn’t a bad looking horse now that he stared more attentively, her luscious black fur was almost sparking in the morning sun and unlike a stallion her physique was softer with an oversized and attractive rump. Furthermore, judging from the sweet and alluring smell that started to grow strong in the clearing and the way her tail raised higher the more you stared at her, the filly probably just went into heat like all the newly transformed, and was ready to be claimed.
You only moved a step toward the next conquest when something unexpected happened, the filly that was previously Carl (now forever Carla if Jessica’s boyfriend had something to say about it) stopped her feeding and blinked owlishly at the patch of grass she was eating. You could see the spark of sentience return to her eyes, as the mare lifter her head and inspected bemusedly the entire clearing, pausing as she noticed Jessica, a mare she had no recollection of seeing before. The former man was still obvious to the transformation and tried after a few seconds of staring to stand up, but the gravity and body shape made that impossible, and the startled mare returned on all four with a muffled clop.
The stallion savored the moment as she did a double take when the hooves and new stance registered on her brain, followed by her entire body and ending with her swishing tail. He would have laughed if he could as the confused filly finally acknowledged the burning sensation between her legs, as the stallion had an unobstructed view of her aching and moist folds winking in need and arousal. The stud didn’t laugh, but an amuse snort still escaped his nostrils when the mare stood stock still as she gaped at her new opening. The sudden sound was enough to break the trance and Carla finally noticed the stallion that stood nearby, and his painfully erect cock that promised a slow and intense session of lovemaking regardless of the desires of his partner.
The black mare gazed fearfully at the shaft of the stallion for a few seconds, then to the exposed nether region of Jessica as the result of the earlier mating session dripped slowly on the floor, and then at your face, that probably screamed ‘You’re next little filly’ from the way she stepped back in fright.
At this point you didn’t care about her or your humanity anymore, you were primed for action, and Carla was the fortunate mare ready for picking. While the filly hedged slowly toward the forest, as to not provoke your sudden reaction, you silently allowed her a modicum of head start when she bolted inside the woods. It would be pretty difficult to lose the scent of her arousal, the mare almost leaked juices like a faucet in the last glimpse you saw after all, and a prize is much more satisfying when the contestants strive for the reward…