Joey and Jeff were contentedly chowing down on Jeff's lawn, so I decided to deal with Rachel first. "Hi Rache. Sorry I was such an asshole about sharing you." I wished that Rachel could communicate clearly, as I didn't feel like deciphering her nicker-speech.
"It's OK Sara. I don't know how much any of us are responsible for what we do with these changes."
"Look Rachel, I've got the wish ring now. I can make you into anything you want, or you can go back to being plain human Rachel. Anything."
"Oh Sara, don't you get it? I don't care what form I'm in, I just want to be your mare. You're my stallion. I want to feel you on top of me, I want to feel you inside me, I want to have your foals. Horsegirl, horse, I don't care as long as I have you."
"Oh Rachel," I leaned over to kiss her. "That's so sweet. But I don't even know if I'm keeping this penis."
"Don't try to kid me, Sara. I've been observing the way you strut around with it. You love it. You're a hermaphrodite. Have you even thought about using your female parts sexually, let alone tried? There's plenty of herms here, but you wanted to play the male role."
"You're freaking me out, Rache."
"Go ahead." She said. "Try to fantasize about having some guy's cock inside you. You've got the parts, right?"
I tried, but I couldn't even think of a guy at first, and thinking about their penises just grossed me out. My mind kept coming back to my penis, and how wonderful it felt inside Rachel. She was right. I was sexually male now. "You're right." I silently wished my female parts away--like Dad had said, they just weren't who I was anymore. Rachel nuzzled my suddenly flat chest. "My stallion." she whispered.
"OK, if we're going to try a relationahip we had best be on the same page biologically. Ready to be a horsegirl?" "Actually" Rachel laughed "I do definitely miss bladder control." "I wish that Rachel be a palomino horsegirl." Her long face withdrew into something like a human's; her body reshaped to walk up right; her breasts reformed. Her beauty took my breath away. We kissed, which presents some difficulties for horsepeople.
"So what should we do with your father?" I asked.