[14 months later]
You ripped a large mouthful of grass up from the ground as you watched Jessica trotting past your field with an unsuspecting visitor riding on her back. She gazed at you lovingly as she rode away, until her rider tugged her reins and made her turn to face straight ahead.
You watched her go as she headed down one of the many woodland paths that were popular with the visitors. You knew the young man on her back would soon be returning as a stallion, but you had seen it happen so many times that it now no longer bothered you. You yourself were responsible for maybe 40 or 50 transformations, you had given up counting long ago. It didn’t matter to you anyway, it was just another part of your new life as a broodmare at the Stables.
As you continued to watch Jessica and dwell on the simplicity of your new life, you didn’t hear a familiar figure making her way across the field you were in.
“Hello Princess,” came the unmistakably upbeat voice of Vicky, “how’s my gorgeous girl doing? And how are the little ones? Are they just as adorable as ever?”
Vicky was referring to the two foals that were currently suckling from your bloated, milk-filled udder. You were busy baby-sitting Jessica’s child alongside your own whilst she was busy transforming her current rider. Jessica’s foal looked much like her, sharing the same blonde mane and white hide, whereas yours took much more after his father with his jet black colouration.
“Harry will be pleased that you are caring for his little ones so lovingly. I always knew you would make a wonderful mother from the moment I laid eyes on you.” You neighed softly as Vicky gently stroked your nose, being careful not to disturb the nursing youngsters beneath you.
“Oh I almost forgot,” Vicky said as she played with you, “I got yours and Jessica’s results back from the vet. Congratulations, both of you are pregnant again!” You whinnied out happily as you sensed the joyful tone in your owner’s voice. “Yes, both fillies if I’m not mistaken. Should grow up to be big strong breeders, just like their mothers!” Again you snorted happily as the prospect of being a mother now didn’t seem nearly as daunting as it once did. You were a broodmare after all; this was your job.
“Haha! Good girl Princess, I’m glad to see that you’re just as excited as I am! I’m so pleased that you have fully embraced your new lifestyle. As promised, it’s not nearly as bad as it seems from the outside.” You snorted in agreement as Vicky continued to play with your ears.
“And one more thing dear,” Vicky said with a cheeky smile, “do not fret about being neglected by the stallions. Just like last time, you will be able to keep mating right up until you are due to give birth. After all, we wouldn’t want such a beautiful girl to feel lonely now would we…”
You whinied in agreement, although this trailed off once you felt Vicky slowly running her hands over your flank like she had on so many other occasions. You felt giddy with anticipation as you knew what was coming next. Sure enough, you felt Vicky hold your tail to the side to reveal your dark vaginal mound which lay beneath. Though you weren’t currently in heat, you still enjoyed it whenever either Vicky or a stallion played with your sensitive pussy.
As anticipated, Vicky delicately started to trace around your teardrop-shaped organ as she tickled and teased you with her fingernail. The gentle intimate touches felt simply wonderful as your vagina started to moisten in anticipation.
Your arousal was only increased by the suckling of the two youngsters beneath you. Now that you were starting to daydream about stallions and horse cocks, the sucking on your two stiff, erect nipples sent a pleasurable feedback straight into the depths of your vagina. As a result, your vulva began to open and close rhythmically as the pleasure of the moment fully overtook you.
As the sensations continued you fell further and further into a lustful haze. You shuddered when you felt Vicky rub her thumb up and down over your vaginal slit as she smeared your own lubrication over your quivering equine sex. After doing this for a short while she then entered you with two fingers, which she used to either scissor you open or to blast you in a rapid thrusting motion.
After a few more minutes of this intense teasing, it became clear that you were about to cum. You didn’t feel any shame or regret as you surrendered to your instincts and let the sensations wash over you.
With a shrill whinny of release you orgasmed hard around Vicky’s fingers. You unleashed a surge of both pussy juice and milk as your whole body convulsed in pleasure. It was all over very quickly, but it left you in a wonderful warm haze as any sexual tension in your body dissipated in an instant.
You continued to stand in your satisfied state as Vicky removed her fingers and returned to your front. You knew from experience what was coming as you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out to receive your ‘reward.’
Vicky dutifully gave you this as she smeared your own juices over the surface of your long, broad tongue. You waited patiently for Vicky to finish before you retracted your tongue and greedily swallowed down your sweet taste. Vicky simply smiled at you until you had finished slurping down every last drop of your delicious fluids..
Once she was satisfied that you had had your fill, Vicky kissed you on the nose before she pulled away from you. “Good girl Princess, I bet that felt good didn’t it?!” You snorted in complete agreement. “Good. Well I had best be off now, I’ve got to go and tell Jessica the good news and also welcome our latest stallion to the Stables!”
With that, Vicky left your field and wandered off in the same direction as Jessica. You watched her go until you felt a particularly enthusiastic tug on your right nipple. You looked down to see your young colt neigh back at you guiltily. You weren’t mad at him though and you simply neighed back and smiled at him. This encouraged your son to return to your nipple, though he made an effort to be much more careful with his sucking from now on.
As you felt your milk steadily draining away you couldn’t help feeling content as you looked around at the other mothers nursing and playing with their own offspring. With your new outlook on life you now felt fully at home here at the Stables; not that this was at all surprising given that you were now a horse. And you weren’t just any old horse; you were a broodmare. You were Princess.