Reality had been warped around you, every photo, document or recording showed you as always having been horses. Now all of you just as tall, busty and hung as your guests are, more in Lucy’s case, as she had the largest pair you had ever seen, followed by Zoe and then Brandi and Whitney, who were the same size. Poor Graces was still on the small side, but still huge from a human point of view.
Now that all changes had ceased, Calvin who was himself along with Brandi oblivious to what had happened, started getting a hard-on for Whitney, while you started being fondled, Brandi. Arousal was normal to your kind, sex was natural as breathing, and family was not exempt from this lust, the only reason you were not the father to several foals, mothered by your family was that all were under birth control. However, as a courtesy between horsemen vaginal sex may only be done with someone else’s female with consent from both the female in question and the stallion of the house, that being you as your father passed away long ago, and you are not very fond of the idea of some other male mounting your mother or sister...are you?