"Gents, get out here and get ready!" Loki said with all the enthusiasm of a ringleader.
The floor filled with men. Some of whom were eagerly eyeing Jennifer's
"Alright Johnny, let her rip!" Loki commanded.
"My name's John," he muttered before doing as he was told.
Slinging the garter behind him, he heard a jostling and a crash. He turned around to see that a couple of those decorative plants went rolling and one of Jennifer's uncles was picking himself off of the ground. His younger brother Colt standing proudly with the garter in his hand. John's heart dropped.
"What's your name young man?" Loki asked In a friendly tone.
"Colt!" John's brother said with a grin.
"Colt! You seem like quite the young stud. You were really chomping at the bit to get that garter. I bet you're hoping for a chance to bed some of these fillies."
"Uh... yeah." Colt said with a nervous look.
"Well, let's give you some threads so everybody knows just what you are. Let's see..."
Loki snapped his fingers and a Stetson hat appeared on Colt's head. With another snap, his silk tie was replaced with a bolo tie. Loki snapped again and his shirt melted away revealing a toned torso. With a final wave of his hand, the dress pants and dress shoes he was wearing turned into jeans and chaps and some shiny boots.
"Now you look like a real stud. There's only one thing missing." Loki snapped his fingers again and the jeans disappeared. Colt reached down to cover his crotch and felt the cool air on his backside.
"Wait what!?" Colt said realizing for the first time that he was really in trouble.
"Of course, a real stud is hung like a horse." Loki said with a spiteful grin.
Colt felt a strange pressure in his groin as his cock began to grow and change. He stood aghast as the package he had been cupping in order to hide it from being exposed was now overflowing his grasp. He looked down and saw its dappled flared tip jutting up to right below his pecs. He smelled the pungent, foreign, animal odor.
"You've made me a freak!"Colt shouted releasing his equine package and pointing at Loki. The garter that he had fought so hard for now hung around the base of his horse dick with a rosette on it that said, "1st place"
Loki glowered at him. "If you're going to act like a horse's ass at your big brother's wedding, you're going to get what's coming to you."
Colt took a step toward him but Loki just shouted "Whoah there boy!" In an exaggerated southern drawl. Colt froze in place and Loki glanced around the room.
"Now, where did that bouquet get off to?"
"Here it is!" Someone said, picking up the bouquet from where it had tumbled after the plant toppled.