Recovering from your possession, you began your search for something to fuck. You didnt really care what or who it was. The stallion brain you now had was just telling you to breed and you were gonna give it what it wants. Everything about your body felt so good, just moving around was enjoyable. The feeling of your tight bulging muscles contracting, the wind flowing through your coat and mane, you could even feel your horse semen sloshing around your bulging leathery balls, The sloshing being a constant reminder of your mission as you searched. It all felt so intoxicating, so enjoyable, so right. It may be the ever increasing horse part of you talking, but you were in love with this body. Just you being in this body felt all kinds of good. It was as if this is who you were supposed to be. Just the thought of keeping this body began to arouse you. You felt yourself getting hard, the arousal distracting you from your daydream.
And then your went wide eyes spotted him, across the field a beautiful stallion. He had creamy brown fur and a long silky white mane. He was like you tall, strong, but possesses an air of regalness and a touch of femininity. If femboys existed in the horse world he'd be the first youve seen. Just then a memory not of your own shot through your mind. A memory belonging to the stallions body you now possessed. A memory of you fucking that femhorse. You internalized the memory as a wave of lusty nausea washed through you. Countless times rolled through your brain of hot feral sex between you and the horse before you. YOU fucked that horse before with YOUR horsecock. The horsecock that was rightfully yours. You let out a whinny as you let more of your mind become one with the beasts.
Your target was distracted, head down eating grass. Perfect. You trotted up behind him and as soon as you got close you stuck your nose right into his exposed balls. Inhaling to musky scent into your nose, tasting skin that strained against his massive balls. He must be used to this as he did not try to pull away. Examining his balls you realized they were bigger than yours, and by the ever increasing length of his member his cock seemed nicer than yours too. It was longer and meatier a pristine peach color. This enraged you. YOU were supposed to be the top breeder around here. You were the dominant horse, and you were going to show it. By this point your flared cock was already dripping with thick horse pre and full hard. Rearing up on your hind legs you slammed your weight down on top of the femhorse. Operating on pure instinct and muscle memory you press your meat up against his puff donut hole. The femhorse whinnied in response pressing his weight back onto your cock. He wanted it just as much as you wanted to give it. With a hefty groan you pushed your way past his opening. His tight puff anus gripped your meat as you slowly began to insert it inch by inch. You began to puff and moan, the pleasure ripping through you it was almost to much. Your mate looked over his shoulder at you seemingly unfazed by your attempts to fuck him. He was mocking you. With all your might you thrust forward into him slapping your balls against his. He let out a supprised gasp as he pushed back against you. Your mind was stunned, sure you had the memories of all the times you fucked this horse but actually experiencing it first hand was something else entirely. The sent of his musk, the feeling of his body heat, the undeniable pressure squeezing down on your horse meat it was all too much to handle. In your daze the femhorse began gently rocking and rubbing up against you. Rocking himself back and forth against your meat. He was so confident and controlled. You began to trust along with his rhythm. You had planned to dominate this horse but you found yourself helpless but to go along with what he wanted. He was in control and you were jealous. Thinking back to your new memories this happened every time you tried to fuck this horse: You'd initiate, and he'd take control. But this time you had something he didn't the: the Zipper. Focusing you began to unzip the zipper while still keeping your for. The femhorse completely oblivious to your plan. You shuffle leaning back a little positioning the opening just over the length of his body, then you drop on him. The femhorse had barely anytime to react as you pull him inside your body. He began to struggle, you could feel him bulging around your insides confused by what was happening. But be for he could figure out what was happening you closed the zipper. You could feel him inside you as the magic zipper began to work. You reveled in feeling his struggles being suppressed as his limbs slid into yours. His head sliding up your neck into your, his butt inflating to match yours. The best part was his cock slowly pushing its way into your shaft. You let out a low grown as you could feel his girth and length being added to yours, it becoming longer thicker and juicer and his balls forced their way into your already full sack, his semen being inseminated and absorbed by yours causing your balls to swell in size. You felt your body slim down as you willingly adopted his Feminine regal appearance. Your hair and fur changing to match his. If he was the dominant horse around here you wanted to be him entirely, and when his brain met yours you happily let it integrate with yours. You felt his confidence and pride grow with in you as you his mind became yours to use. Once you finished absorbing the horse your enlarged horse meat shot out even more sperm than your first orgasm as a horse,rearing up on your hind legs you whinnied with a new found grace and elegance, you were majestic.
You stood there panting admiring your new form. It was perfection. You couldnt get enough of yourself. Trotting over to a nearby puddle you examined yourself. Your white mane and creamy brown coat were beautiful. But yet you still havent experienced an orgasm with another creature in this new form. This would not do, it was time to get some real action.