At some point they began to kiss each other and they slowly sank to the straw-covered stone floor. Ryan amazed that the woman could be so wild, opened his mouth to gasp in excitement as she continued to ride him, but found that he couldn't even make any sort of sounds. His pleasure growing as he was stimulated by the blonde, who was growing wilder and wilder, her peals of pleasure began worrying him that eventually someone would come to investigate the noise and discover them. Feeling her suddenly shudder, he listened as she cried, "Oh god," before he felt himself release in a sudden explosion that couldn't be contained moments afterward.
Sated, starting to feel sleepy, Ryan grinned as the Blonde slid off him, then began to lick the cum off his horse cock. Liking this, thinking it couldn't be so bad, he watched her finish as the brown hair woman stepped forward. Wondering what exactly she had in mind, he watched at the blonde slunk away as the brown head kneeled down, gave his horse cock a quick lick with the tip of her tongue, then crawled closer.
The instant her scent, alluring and strong, struck his nose, he was suddenly awake and ready to go. As he prepared himself to press his cock between her legs, he was taken aback when she whispered, "No. Not like that."
Bewildered, he wanted to ask her what she meant. But, still unable to talk, the teenage boy found all he could do was lay on the straw-covered floor and listen as the brown headed woman said, "No. I want something more, animalistic. You have such a great horse penis. Why don't you use it like a horse. Take me the way a stallion would take a mare. But, do not stop once you cummed. Rather, continue on. I want to experience multiple climaxes. And I want you to as well."
Not sure he could actually do what the brown head had told him, Ryan watched her role off him. As if he was a puppet on strings, Ryan stood as the brown headed woman, now on all fours, presented her sex to him. Stepping forward, he began to rub his erect horse dick against her tempting sex. And, as it began to drip, he started to tease it by inserting only the tip, removing it, then rub himself even more against her vulva. Taking a step forward, he lay across her back and ready to burst, he began to thrust into the brown head's vagina, her juices making his throbbing horse dick slick.
From beneath him, the woman moaned, then told him, "I give you, uh, permission to speak. But. You may only talk like a horse would."
Ryan, perplexed by this, but enjoying himself to much, threw back his head. And, as if finding his voice for the first time in a long time, he began to shrilly neigh and nicker in excitement. Bringing the woman to climax, he felt himself release and was only slightly surprised when nothing gushed outside the woman's vagina. And then he was at it again, teasing, thrusting, pushing, pulling, bringing both of them to a climax that sent them both shuddering.
How long this went on, Ryan didn't know, as he lost count after the twenty third time. Blowing his load for the umpteenth time, he felt the brown headed woman start to pull away and wanting her still, he was disappointed when she gasped out, "Enough."
Again, he was overcome with the sensations he usually felt after sex. Feeling like he was coming down off a great sense of ecstasy, he pulled his horse cock out as the brown head stood and grinned coyly at him. Starting to stand, he watched as the redhead stepped closer and curious to know what she had in mind, he listened as she purred, "You liked that, didn't that?"
A series of nickers and neighs escaped his lips as Ryan exclaimed that he had. And, as if understanding him, the redhead smiled, guided him up into a standing position and whispered, "My turn. But, before I have my turn, I need you to stand still as I do something about, this," and reaching down, she started to tease his horse cock.
A sense of euphoric bliss settled over him as she started to rub and push at it. Thinking that she was going to stroke him off, he shuddered, but not in pleasure. For as the redhead worked at his horse dick, she slowly pushed it, compressed it, molded it down until there was nothing left but what looked like the tiny nub of a clitoris. Neighing shrilly, trying to tell her to stop, he watched as she next set to work on his balls, fondling them, kneading them, pressing them up until they were not only close to his body, but almost in danger of going in. And then, to his horror, she pinched what looked like a lip and using her palm, pushed his balls up into his body.
Quickly, she folded and pressed the skin and then her hand was in the way and Ryan couldn't see what she was doing. But, if he judged by what he felt, what he had seen before her hand had gotten in the way, he knew exactly what she was doing. Watching as she stepped back, Ryan continued to stare down at what clearly now his female sex, frozen, horrified by what he was seeing. A shrill whinny escaping him, he began to neigh out, "Oh god. Oh please go no," and looking at the redhead, he neighed, "Please. No. Change it back."
To his surprise, the redhead stepped closer, reached out and grabbed his nose. A look of maliciousness on her pretty face, she began to pull outward, first on his nose, then on his lower jaw, next on his tongue, and lastly on his teeth. Within moments, Ryan found himself looking down, with some difficultly, the muzzle of a horse. Before he could fully grasped what happened, the redhead jammed her fingers up his nose, worked them about until the width became normal for a horse muzzle, then, reaching up to his ears, she proceeded to yank them up on top of his head. Wanting to run, unsure where he could go to escape these three woman, Ryan noting that, even as she pressed on his forehead, none of what she'd done had hurt.
The redhead, finished, stepped back and peered at him like the way an artist would study a canvas. Terrified, finding his horse head was really heavy and that, if could move, it would be difficult to hold up, Ryan listened as the redhead asked, "So. What should we do next?" to which the blonde exclaimed, "Give him hooves," whilst the brown head said, "No. Fix his vulva," and apparently liking this, the redhead nodded and told Ryan, "Turn around and present yourself to us."
Unable to stop himself, Ryan docilely turned and dropped to all fours. His ass up in the air, he nickered in alarm when he suddenly felt one of the woman, "Probably the redhead," he decided, slip a finger in his ass and another two in his vagina and then began to tug and move it upward. Behind him, still with the same look on her face of an artist examining a sketch pad, the redhead watched as Ryan's human vulva and anus morphed into a horse vulva and anus, and moved into a position more suiting an animal. Removing her fingers, she glanced at her blonde sister and said, "I think you are right. Hooves next. But also, how about the legs as well," to which her sister clapped excitedly and squealed, "Yeah."
The redhead slunk around to the front of Ryan and kneeled down. Reaching out, she grasped his right arm and before Ryan could grasp what was happening, she yanked violently on it. His arm popping out of socket, then realigning to that of a front leg, the redhead didn't even blink as she began to massage Ryan's hand, forcing the fingers to regress, to shrink, to morph, until all that was left was a hoof. Wanting to cry, Ryan was barely aware as she went to his left arm and repeated the same process, leaving him standing on two front legs that ended in hooves. Nickering, "Please, stop. I didn't do anything to deserve this," Ryan felt the woman proceed to do the same to his back legs and feet, leaving him standing on four unsteady hooves, he posture more suited to be bipedal, but his arms, now front legs, and rear legs more suited for that of a quadruped.
And then he felt her hand snake between his rear legs and begin to pull on a area close to his female genitals. Unable to see what she was doing, Ryan did not understand that what the redhead was doing was causing his nipples to disappear as a pair of teats formed. After she had finished with this, she worked his tail bone until it extended out, first in a horse tail, then became covered with horse hair.
His nickers grew worse as he pleaded more, Ryan did not know what had been done to him was to worse. Growing accustomed to standing on all fours, which alarmed him, he suddenly nickered in agitation when the redhead straddled him. Wondering what she was going to do, he felt her hands working through his hair, pulling on it until it started to fall in clumps before his eyes. Nickering even more, unaware that what she was doing was giving him a mane, Ryan neighed in terror when she suddenly grabbed his throat and began to pull upward. Believing she was strangling him, he found it odd that it didn't hurt as he missed that she instead was lengthening his neck. Wanting to shake her off his back, but still unable to move, he watched instead and brown head stepped in front of him.
Terrified of what she might do, he was taken aback when she reached out, grasped the sides of his head and began to kiss him. At first he thought it was nice and sort of a turn on. But then, as he lips sealed over his and she achieved what she was after, she began blow into him. Feeling his himself take on a full feeling, Ryan was dimly aware that, somehow, he was gaining not only weight, but also girth. And within moments, as soft, chestnut hair blossomed all over Ryan's body, the brown head stepped back, the redhead slipped off his back and moved next to her sister, admiring that all that stood before them was a mare.
Vaguely aware of this, Ryan glared at the woman, his hate for them and what they did to him growing. And as he glared at the two woman, the blonde stepped behind him and lifted his tail. Barely having time to wonder what she was going to do, Ryan nickered in excitement when she blew on his vulva and triggered his estrous cycle. A need unlike he had felt, or thought he would ever fell, suddenly overcome him. And as the redhead said, "I return to you movement," Ryan, before he could stop himself, raised his head and neighed really loudly, as a hope, a desire to be sated sexually, washed over him. Wishing that a stallion would answer not only the call, but also come to help him satisfy the sudden need, Ryan found himself shaken to core at not only what had been done to him, but also that his sexual desire could only be sated by a throbbing, erect penis.