“Excuse… me,” a bold sounding baritone voice said!
Jared turned to facing toward where the voice originated, aiming his ears to better hear of whom was speaking.
“Ah-ha, it is you there who wishes to direct his life while authorizing a devil from my realm to cause a human body to transform. A horse, how old-fashioned a changing is that!
If I gained a dime for every mother’s born fool who wished, wanted, as prayed o become instead as a horse, I could retire in the human realm. A Morgan breed horse, now I have to admit that this breed is a very rare item as asked for a human to become; did that magical Medallion have some responsibility for your choosing such a brute stud embodiment?”
“Greetings Sir, as it was I and my prime directive that did the choosing, as after my new Master did don on over his back the horse blanket so often used by the Morgan breed stallion named as Jasper. The youth reacted with an odd manner of enthusiasm, as he did surprise me with his respectful attitude; wishing then to ask politely for his retaining of his human knowledge and a rational mentality.
What else he asked about was for the ability to transition, transforming from horse to being human at will. He offered for the devil realm the premise of when as a human he may retain his equine genitals; and his semen being equine, it be as highly infectious when spewed inside of mares vaginally and/or touching the skin of a foolish human male as orally, or females oral or vaginally.
As of those my present Master would so delight as give them a thrilling transforming, he shall deem them to be as yours to use as you or your master sees as befitting.
Meanwhile that my Master is to continue as standing with a hoof on his shirt and me in the pocket as feeling his bulk weight upon my face, I hold him in my esteem as willing to do whatever he so would wish. When he steps away as off from holding me inside his torn shirt’s pocket, I shall endeavor to find a new Master.” The Medallion so communicated to Jared as Jasper and to the Demon visitor.
“Your suggested offer is agreeable to me and I am sure to my Master as well !
As from past experiences of similar requests, your desire to retain your equine genitalia comes with a definite level of discomfort when a human while wearing of clothing. The likelihood of sporting an erection while in public can become quite an embarrassment. Fun too can be damning if you were to have sex with a human female, as the length and girth of a Morgan stallion would do the young lady some bodily harm.
Maybe you do not care if you were to rupture her internally, as if you climaxing ejaculate your highly infectious semen, she will be then a Morgan filly before she could die a human death.
I look forward as might you as well to the foolish male human wishing to enjoy oral sex with you when a human or when you are in stallion form. Might I offer that your male fornicators become infected, but not rewarded to becoming as Morgan stallion rivals; instead by a cause to your curse, the males ingesting your semen shall become as male Mules!
Those females that you infect and transform to being as Morgan fillies shall when grown to maturity, be for you as a herd mare, okay?”
Jared whinnied with glee as his answer to the Demon, and with that in agreement, the Morgan stallion stepped free from standing on the Medallion.