Ken was the first to awake one rainy morning, and as he rose, he stood then of two feet, two legs, he being mostly his original human self.
Mostly his human self, but his maleness, his genitals were still equine, not horse big, but more pony size, his sheath, cock, and scrotum.
"Hey there John," Ken called to awaken his friend.
"Huh," said John as he awoke, but to both him and Ken, John had too pony size genitals, but he retained the black skin and body fur about his thighs, buttocks, and kept his pony size tail.
"How did you get so lucky," John asked of Ken?
"I do not know, but you kept your more fun sensual self, as that can't be a mistake, Anna must have planned it for you to feel humiliated, or for some mean plan," Ken said, as a slight cool morning breeze whipped up a chilly feeling, and both Ken and John saw their pony cocks rise from the sheaths.