“Leave Debra, like now, as think only of heaven and the devils cannot touch you, now go!” Reverend Manson whispered to his young parishioner.
Slowly the righteous words sank into a jostled mind of a teenage bimbo with some sense of owning her life to a religion did then Debra begin to back away from the dead body of pony Tilda.
“YOU, Debra going somewhere; as I thought to be as benevolent to you. Here now, I am ready as capable to give you a life of erotic sex pleasures thrust into you by Jared being as Jasper. Bearing of foals is not a necessity for you, I could render you as sterile, but often feeling horny. Being horny in the bodily form of a mare is something so sensual.
Imagine the equine trait of a mare capable of as winking her vulva lips to entice a stallion.
Imagine your new sense of feminine freedom from womanly hygiene. The need to keeping your undergarments as kept dry lest the smell be noticed. Then there were the hygienic rules told to you in sexual education class, such as the need to changing of sanitary pads every four to six hours. Such is so messy, and the thing about having safe sex. Then you as avoid your’ wearing of tight clothes when wearing your pad. The need for cleaning of your vagina after each copulating experience, and as a mare no need for using of flower sprays. As never put soap in your sensual hole, as a woman is concerned about being clean; a mare doesn’t worry at all!
As a mare lets her vaginal discharge work for her to entice and arouse a possible mate. Sensations and lust shall govern you from day to day, week to week, as you live an erotic life for feeling sexual desires.
A mare could not care less if she has a clean cunt , being a mare comes with a want of extreme sensuality, she likes best when a stallion has a dirty cock coated with dried semen, his pre-cum and a mare’s vaginal discharged juices. When mixed and let to dry the stallion cock becomes as scaly, the crusty scales working to add endearing qualities to the sensations for mare and stallion when copulating, now just imagine the size of Jasper’s cock!
Women are frail, as is a mare she is as strong as her mate, maybe tougher. Think about what you know of horses, mares, and their freedom for sensual relationships… Ah…, yes the memories are there, you went to watch a mare being bred. Remember… you felt a sense of mutual empathy for the mare. You forgot your place and stepped closer to the two horses, as got your hand damp when you guided the cock to the winking vulva.
You mindlessly stroked the bloated skin of that massive male tool. About peeing your pants from feeling the cock from the medial ring back to its joining the sheath. You recall having shivered and then the harsh words said what drew you back from standing so close.
Debra, you were meant to becoming a mare, your lusty desires for wanting Jared to bed down with you, for him to exploit your sexy body.” The Devil said, as coaxing of Debra, reminding her of her secret thoughts, of desires for feeling erotic sex, and in love with the looks of stallion cocks, but especially aroused from eyeing a Zebra cock.
“Deb leave, leave now, if you go from here he cannot touch you,” Reverend Manson said to Debra.
“I thank you for your very detailed exploitation of my deeper memories and foolish situations, I shall leave from here and let my minister deal with you,” Debra said as she backed her steps to her car, a climbed down inside, she slammed the car door. The motor started and Debra put it into reverse and backed the car along the driveway and out onto the paved road.
“No, no leave me be, get out of my mind, I do not want to be a dirty animal. Don’t argue with me, the reverend was right, you are a devil, and I must fight your desire for me to be as evil in my thoughts.” Debra felt the mind presence of the barn devil coaxing her toward an erotic existence of sex and sin.
"Debra, Debby dear, can a mare sin, if being a mare and as an animal would know how to sin, is she by grace free to mingle, accepting any stallion, I wonder?" The Devil was in her thoughts and bothering her sense of righteousness.
As Debra sped away from the Morrison farm she kept her eyes looking straight ahead of her, not wishing to see any animals grazing or otherwise along her route towards home.
Meanwhile:
“To know me Reverend Manson is to realize my powers are broad and of those I coax, they come full circle and relate to my desires. Miss Debra has just driven past a slow moving truck on her route toward home. She is as I speak feeling a sense of dread due to another driver exiting her driveway and backing out in front of the bright yellow painted Corvette.
Oops, and Debra was coming on too fast, she had no place to go but hit the truck or leave the road, as did she drive through a pasture fence and into the Gilkey goat farm. Ah-huh, she lived through the experience, good cars those Corvettes. I see the truck drove past and the lady backing out her driveway drove following the truck.
Debra is as humanly alone but not totally alone. She opened her car door and is setting dazed while seated in her car. What do I see, it is Max, I know him, he a Kiko breed buck goat, as stands looking at Debra, he is smelling her scared and aroused scent.
Debra turned her head and saw then Max. He and she are both feeling aroused, Debra thinking now with my hints is feeling somewhat erotic. Ah..., she slipped her legs free from inside the car, as letting them hang outside. Yes, as she is spreading them with but my hinting to her for the fond hope that the big buck goat would come and sniff as/or give a lick to her aroused… well you know the routine.
So much of what a devil can accomplish is related to the sensual thoughts and desires common to humans. Oh, oh what is this, Max sensed the willingness of Debra to allow him to mate. He is erect, and striding closer to his quest. He is there before Deb, her legs spread, her panties she pulled down, and skirt out of the way, is making it easy for the buck to mount her lap.
She is thinking, pondering if she would rather be as Tilda a pony mare or become for Max as another doe in his harem-herd.
Oops, she slapped her legs together before Max gained another new doe.
He feels slighted, is angry, demanding, wants to own this female, as he head butted her butt, slamming hard she spread again her legs. Max leaped at Debra, she unprepared, and his pencil size cock slid in, went deep, he is as I speak banging at her with a masculine goat vengeance.
Well that was fun, now back to Jasper getting his and Misses Morrison is about to being as irreversibly changed to be as is a pony mare; Jasper time to try again!”