Jared had gained a new outlook toward his life and lifestyle as set into a pattern he could not change. He felt more alive as he stood there between the Medallion under his right fore-hoof, and the murky form of a Demon there in the stables.
“Medallion, I am satisfied of your dealing with me as now completed, I shall take my leave from you Jasper and Jared; call for me by my nine Rascow, if you have a real need!” The Demon said as his shimmering self began to fade and then he was gone.
Jared as Jasper then looked down at his right fore-hoof, where the Medallion laid still in the pocket of his torn shirt. “Medallion, I do not wish to lose you and your ability to advise, can we communicate still after I step off from touching you?”
“No,” was the blunt answer heard in the mind of Jared as did Jasper’s mentality lifted the hoof from off the Medallion.
A faint pleading cry of “Not yet,” was the response thought of Jared as Jasper the life entity born a colt horse took control to what it felt was again his body. A hearty snort and Jasper breathed again the air into his lungs, and immediately took note of the scent wafting from a nearby mare feeling her mating urge.
“No Jasper, not now, not yet, remain calm, what we smell is Mildred, and my father has plans for her…” Jared communicated with his bolder half.
Jasper heard his lesser half mentality specifying the desire as not to seek for the mare, but Jasper ruled, and he was not to be denied the right to dominate a mare. Prancing across the barn to the sliding door leading to the corrals outside where Jared had taken both Mildred and Tilda, she being a Welsh mountain pony mare. Feeling as if by the will of Jasper, Jared got pushed down deep as made lowly of any controlling his equine embodiment.
Jared wondered as Jasper reached his head and muzzle lips to take hold of the door latch and lifted it, as allowed then with a shove from his head he rolled back, opening the twin doors. They each felt the sense of being eager for mating with a mare. As both stood in the barn doorway, a sniff of the wafting scent upon the slight breeze gave resonance to where, as of whom was the more fertile mare.
Jasper jumped to a fast gallop, he heading toward Mildred, as followed the aisle leading to the corral gates. It was then that Jared realized something critical about his relationship with his bolder half, as that Jasper was drawing and using the learned knowledge he knew, as used when living being his human self.
“Easy-peasy,” and Jasper slid back the security bar on the corral gate, as pushed the gate to open using his muzzle. They entered the corral, as Jasper spun a full body turn and closed the gate behind him; keeping Mildred and Tilda as trapped by a horny stallion.
Then what was his greatest desire of life, Jasper snorted as stood with his cock as bloated and erect!