“Fun,” exclaimed Jerry, as stunned by what Jennifer said, wondering as she was to become another Reformation experiment. Had he heard her rightly to ask for becoming changed of species and of gender?
Jerry had a warm feeling for Jennifer ever since their four years during high school. He feeling sad that they had gone in separate ways after high school and rarely saw either; nor did they begin anew their going dating until having to make use of the idea to draw her back for becoming as another procedure.
“Jen really, a stallion, do you know what a difference that embodiment would be like, as feel different; I personally would rather you retain your gender and become a mare,” Jerry said, but his past lover saw him then in a differing light.
“No Gerald, if now this what is me be changed, as transformed to being an animal, if a pony mare, I would be as sexual fodder for men like you, those who sneak into a barn at night, and while if me then standing rein tied in a stall, such would then fuck with me to validate your male sense of being dominant.
Instead, I would rather be then as a stallion pony; and if someone entered my stall I would brawl, rear and stomp the intruder into the stall straw. All this I would wish rather to endure, allowing of perverts to fondle me, to arouse and suckle my cock!” Jennifer said, and of what she said marked Gerald’s face as a man disturbed by what he had heard.
“Well, I guess you have very decided feelings about me now; even if you were to realize my position here. As if it were me as held responsible for Carla and you to escape from here, then it would mean that the Professor would want me to be looking and feeling like a real Jackass!” Jerry said, as he turned away from Jen only to see that Professor Haun had entered the room.
“Excellent speech; and you were not too far from the truth.” Professor Haun said, “And so young woman, you would rather become as a stallion pony to being as a present for my daughter. Either type of genders is as possible a use for my daughter as her mount. But I would warn you now, as from your being a stallion and try to do harm or injure my daughter; a castration would be my first choice of retaliation. As dare try a second episode of mayhem, and it is the slaughterhouse for the mean pony!” The Professor stated, and his facial expression was one of a harsh man looking at Jennifer as if she were already but an animal.
“I am caught, held here when I would rather be at home and looking forward to a humanistic future. I am a realist, and know from what I have seen so far, you could take my body and cause it to change. I met Dale, he more than halfway to becoming a Gorilla. I saw a woman becoming a female satyr creature. My good friend is in her T-cell changing, becoming a Santa-Gertrudis cow, and soon sold to the Killingsworth ranch.
As now me, your technician and laboratory rat, my past friend and almost a lover has injected me with your phase one of pony Reformation serum; so what then as I have but the choice of my future gender. Given the offer of me being fucked by big cocked’ stallions and having to birth as wean my foals, I thought to choose a different future.
My realistic thoughts about becoming as then a stallion were from a self-centered idea of being sexual without the drudgery of giving birth, or the complications from such, as having the foal suckle; that too was never my planned outlook as a woman. Therefore, I was asked and stated my reasons as why if need be as transformed, I, me would rather be on the firing end of any equine sexual relations!” Jen said, she acting boldly, and considering her fate could still be redirected, the Professor then smiled.
“Well, you are quite a rebel of revelation, and your attitude pleases me. You are a perfect choice for what I want done and equally proper for the use I had in mind. My young daughter means a great deal to me, and to protect her, I thought to create for her a pony that was trustworthy as not to hurt Boa.
If you do exactly as what I wish, I shall reward you with as much a fun sensual and sexual a life experience as anyone I have gifted to becoming physically as an animal.
I have had to use my Reformation process as a security method to keep a low key status; a working regimen where the local authorities do not take notice of the occasional missing person. To be quite frank with you, your government has for the past two presidents seen fit to send here for processing the fool persons who would become as an embarrassment, they leave here feeling a highly horny, or changed and dumber than the proverbial box of rocks.
My first processing serum began with equines and ponies, a young college student by the name of Daniel did willingly become a Dartmoor stallion. He progressed well, accepting early on and wrote a letter to his parents asking their good wishes for his endeavors of being for twenty plus years as a scientific experiment. To date, Daniel has sired more than a thousand foals, giving a few changed women their wilder sexual thrills. I think we have here another like Daniel, and as I rewarded him with a sensual lifestyle, I shall do the same for you.” This the Professor said and explained, knowing that when and after Jen became a pony, the information she would learn about the process would never be told.
As then Jennifer smiled, she said, "As I accept your good will and if all goes well with my change of self, I shall reciprocate!"