Oh God! Oh fuck! How could you be a mare!? You’re a guy, if anything you should be a stallion!
The revelation trapped your mind into an outraged turmoil for all of the few seconds it took Harry to lick your equine pussy once more, shocking you back into reality as his hideous pink tongue crept forth to obscenely travel over your fully exposed vaginal lips once more. Tasting your essences, the narrow end of his tongue curled under your hooded clit sending a tremor of incredible pleasure deep into your core!
Involuntarily you arched your spine, grinding your cunt onto his face, smothering his nostrils and coating his muzzle with your hot juices, eager for more of that delightful touch, you got it as your trembling clit and labia were once more ravenousnessly engulfed. All at once came the feeling of hot breath, thick, sticky saliva and huge tongue all over your mare sex. The stallion feasting on you with utter gluttony, filling you up with an inciting need, a need to be mounted, a need to be bred, a need that only a stallion could satisfy!
And Harry was a stallion!
You shivered in a mix of joy and fear at having been chosen by this mighty stallion to be his mate. You began to wonder what it would feel like to have those strong forelegs of his wrapped around you as that large body leaped on your back and mated with you.
But… no, no this was wrong! What were you thinking!?
You shook your head hard trying to fight as your body began issuing wordless demands that ordered you to allow this stallion to mate with you! The instruction was so strong and instinctive, so part of your new nature, but so antithetical, so opposite who you were, and what you wanted that the two halves of yourself began warring for control! Animal versus human!
Goddammit! No! You’re a guy! You’re not attracted to that. You like women. Not... not... strong, beautiful studs with.. mmmm massive musky horse cocks that... No! No! You don't want that. You... can't want that. You’ve got to get out of here. Not be mated with a horse... over and over... a sexy horse… mounting you and... and making you his mare... giving you his foals and… FUCK! This is disgusting...you're not attracted to horses. You’re not attracted to horses! You had to stop this! You had to get away from him!
You took a step forward, meaning to escape, only for Harry to lick you again! Running his long, lingual organ upward over the full length of your folds, he drank down your juices. Freezing in place you shuddered, feeling the lewd sensations stabbing inward, reaching deep into the nerve centres of your fluttering belly.
Lifting his proud head the stallion sniffed powerfully, his thick upper lip rolled back as he taste tested the air, keenly alert to the sweet liquid warmth simmering up out of the mare’s pussy. He could sense that his tonguing’s were bringing her pleasure and he felt good inside to know that such was his masculine ability to excite her. Still she was understandably nervous, and needed to be coaxed into letting him mount her, so he took it slow, easing her into her new role, burning away her resistance one lick at a time.
Oh shit! This feels so good! You inaudibly moaned as you felt Harry’s thick tongue continue to spread through the soft, lips of your pussy like a blade through buttery-flesh. Spasming convulsively you writhed like a marionette with all its strings pulled under the masterful manipulation on your wanton sex. It was so overpoweringly good that now you didn’t want him to stop, you never wanted it to end, ignoring everything that was telling you how wrong it was, and what this may lead to, you chose to give in to the feeling, and simply ‘be’ in this moment.
Growing excited, Harry snorted, the big stallion both scenting and tasting the whetting intensity of the mare’s ever increasing arousal, the keenly biting flavour causing his feral animal-blood to hotly race and pound through his powerful body. The hot, dusky flesh in its flowing wetness communicated to him her primal need, and as he eagerly tongued the yielding, moist crevice, he felt his own demanding loins charge with potent urgency to answer her call.
His huge mushroom-headed penis quickly protruded from its leathery sheath; standing behind this mare, his intention was patently clear to anyone who may have been watching. The rampant urge to mate had arisen within him, and it had already beyond the control of its possessor or any other being in the universe, it was a mighty force of nature that existed outside of any reason or mercy. His huge pendulous ball sac began to swell as it filled with hot eager sperm, his shaft twitched, already spitting lube, it needed a cunt into which it could release its live-giving seed, and just so tender a receptacle was now being eagerly offered him.
Nickering, Harry butted the mare forward with his head, getting her into the position he needed for what was to come.
Instinctively eager to follow his lead you didn’t resist as the powerful, dominant stallion pushed you around. Desperate to get his reliving tongue back on your cunt you looked around your body at Harry and gulped as you finally caught a sight of his preparations behind you, the stallion’s huge multi-coloured length had emerged from the black sheath slung beneath his belly and was even now rapidly growing between his hind-legs!
Even though you had never seen a… horsecock before, something in you recognized it. The fourteen inches of thick, mottled masculinity that hung from Harry’s hindquarters definitely fit the description of being ‘hung like a horse.’ Flat-headed, wider at the flare and covered with the bumps and ridges of pulsating veins, it was an intimidating, inhuman thing, a potent breeding instrument, a symbol of dominant virility and intoxicating masculinity.
Nothing in your life had prepared you for what the sight of the stallion’s clear and present arousal would do to the new duality of your conscious and subconscious mind.
While your human side was filled with resistance born of disgust and dread due to your present circumstances, your equine side felt only a desperate attraction and desire to mate as she was driven to devote herself to the stallion’s whim, eagerly she awaited his mount, only wanting to submit herself to his will!
The two halves of yourself continued to fight, but now it was an uneven contest. The equine reproductive imperative that had grown inside you was now so strong, that at the sight of the stallion’s cock it overpowered any last resistances you set before it! Fully stripping away what remained of your willpower, your human half was then forced to take a backseat then as your equine mind now fully emerged to take control!
From that point on things became simply as they should be, right in a way so fundamentally profound that you wondered why you had never noticed its lack before.
On all fours you looked back at the excited stallion, your hips instinctively bucking as you imagined his weight on your back, the feeling of his cock pounding your aching pussy! The bestial feelings unknowingly set your folds to wink enticingly at him in a natural equine reaction to having found a suitable breeding partner!
There was still some trepidation of finally giving in. Some fear, as a distant part of your mind kept telling you to resist – reminding you that you were a man! Though that thought confused you for a moment, it couldn’t stop you from going ahead as your hocks gradually bent, your hips pushing back towards the demonstrably powerful stallion standing behind you.
Offering up all that you were to his mastering dominance, you lifted your tail fully to one side and all but begged him to mount you!
Harry trembled, feeling the hot blood pump through his mighty body at the sight of the mare being so submissive, so eager to please him. It made him feel so powerful. So dominant. Seeing the thick, glistening folds of her vagina rhythmically opening and closing as she presented her winking pussy to him, his testosterone-fuelled instincts demanded action! It was time to breed this mare! It was time to claim his mate!
With one last, deep huff, Harry heaved himself up onto his hind legs, rearing up behind the mare he mounted her with an intimidating whinny, both of his massive, powerful forelegs falling either side of her back as she staggered under his weight.
Feeling the stallion’s upper body land hard atop your back made you panic for a moment before you fell back under the spell of his musk, there was no fighting this, this was what you wanted! it was far too late for second thoughts anyway. The stallion was now in a full state of mating rut and nothing would prevent him from fulfilling his primitive urges.
Wet, and blunt-ended, you soon felt the hardest part of the stallion probing up under your tail, brushing along one hindleg, again his musky scent washed over you, stronger than ever, making your head spin as your pussy frothed in anticipation.
Time seemed to slow as the end of his cock slid closer and closer to the entrance to your pussy, and then finally it kissed the lips of your sex, smearing them with his pre, sending ripples of shuddering pleasure through your body! Just that touch felt indescribably good! But something even better was coming!
Sending an inviting nicker toward Harry, you gave the stallion the permission he would never have asked for as he began to push in, exerting a steadily-increasing pressure, the flat-end of his girthy penis began to forcibly part your slick folds, straining to get inside you!
Holy shit! He was so hard, that was the first thing you felt, hot like fire and hard, like velvet covered steel, the thick head slipping between your wet outer lips, and forcing its way into the snug, elastic mouth, stretching the tender, resilient flesh around it as he entered your body!
Oh fuck! He was so fucking big! That was the second thing you felt, his size, and the pain of penetration, he’d only pushed a few inches in and already you were certain you were being torn down the middle from the almost unbearable pressure! Instinctively tightening muscles you didn’t even know you possessed, you futilely tried to slow his progress to no avail as he powered through your resistance leaving you with no choice but to relax and let him go deeper!
Feeling her inner muscles loosening, Harry laid a single encouraging lick up the back of her neck before lunging forward hard! Not caring to be gentle, he ignored the mare’s squeal of protest as he aggressively thrust several inches of his throbbing stallioncock into the warm embrace of her soft folds, ripping the smoothly yielding walls wide apart, he powered the solid thickness of his long penis right up into her tight vaginal canal with a slight, wet popping sound stretching her open to an unbelievable degree!
FUUUUCCCKK! The expletive resounded multiple times in your mind as the stallion forced the blunt head of his cock brutally into the stretching lips of your cunt, forcing your slick folds to wrap around its girth as it plunged into your depths! Before you knew it, you’d taken him up to the medial ring, the blood-filled equine flare swelling deep inside you, the thickening base of his cock stretching the entrance to your sex torturously wide!
Panicking at the feeling of getting so deeply and violently penetrated your vision went white, a high-pitched whinny escaping your throat, as your eyes dilated in diametric reaction to the exquisite mix of pain and pleasure! Overwhelmed by the sensations your immediate reaction was to try and escape out from under the big horse, Harry though seemed to have been anticipating that response as he tightened his hold around you, and dragging his tongue over the back of your neck, he tried to sooth you back into compliance. His hot breath and affectionate touch sending shivers through your body as his enormous meat flexed and twitched inside of you.
Halfway buried into the hot, wet, tight confines of her greedy pussy the horse snorted his dirty equine pleasure, his hotly jerking shaft yearned for full penetration though, and the grinning stallion wasted no more time in flexing his powerful hind muscles, before slamming the rest of his meat into her in a series of quick eager thrusts, pressing over a foot of his length deep into her swollen sex until the flat-end of his cock smacked up against her swollen cervix!
Feeling the thick, blood-inflated head ploughing through the tightly resisting walls of your moistly giving channel you let out a fresh screech of pleasure filled pain as he plunged deep into your belly, filling your every crevice and pushing your inner organs into such tiny tight balls that you could not breath or move. It felt like it was ripping your soul from your body and devouring it in great gulps of depraved sensuality.
And then suddenly, it came to a stop! With an earth-shattering jolt, the stallion’s hindquarters thudded heavily into yours, his heavily-weighted testicles in their large, pendulous and leathery sack swinging down to slap resoundingly upon your rear.
Oooonh Goddd ...! you whinnied. With the full length of the stallion’s cock inside you, you did not even dare to move, feeling as if you were about to be split apart! His dick felt so incredibly hot inside you and harder than you would have imagined mere flesh and blood could feel. Joined with the stallion you found your nostrils once more overcome by Harry’s masculine stink, his pungent odours mingling in a strange marriage with the feeling of his hot throbbing cock lodged deep in your soft belly. The sensations all seeming to roll together into one great fiery ball of aching hunger for more!
Though the stallion’s penetration had been vicious and brutal, beyond the pain he’d forced you to feel, you’d found yourself experiencing an instant and all-consuming pleasure! Harry just seemed to fit so perfectly inside you! His incredibly stiff shaft, the thick veins scoring its length, the heat of him, the monstrously flared head… you could feel all of him, and it was perfect. It was as if his cock was made for you; as if it completed you!
Shame filled you then as you realised the direction your thoughts were going as the pain faded away. This stallion was forcing you to experience sex as a mare for the first time, and all you could think about was how much you were enjoying it! You must be sick! Sick in the head!
On top and firmly in control, Harry slowly dra-a-a-a-aged his cock out of his mare’s body, relishing the sensation of her slick walls sliding against the hyper-sensitive flared head of his equine cock. Inch by inch he pulled back, leaving the mare with an unfamiliar, yet agonizing emptiness. Ignoring her needy whinny’s he continued to pull back until the head of his cock barely sealed off the gaping hole of her needy pussy. Then, without warning, he shoved his entire length back in, forcibly thrusting every inch of his stallion-hood into that tight warmth. Simultaneously transforming his mare’s whinnying moans into a shriek of overwhelming pleasure, for a brief moment, he ground his hips against his mate’s backside before once again sliding back out for another hilting thrust into the deep recesses of her cunt.
Slowly, steadily, Harry picked up the paces of his thrusts, quickly settling into a rhythm pleasing to himself, he plunged again and again into her silky channel. Squirting out generous dollops of creamy precum every few thrusts, salacious, wet slurping sounds soon began to accompany each penetration and withdrawal, growing in volume as his natural lubrication mixed with the fluids of the mare’s own arousal, lubricating her pussy so that he could move inside her with ease.
Crying out loudly, you soon became intimately aware of a deep hollow emptiness inside you that was being filled with every one of Harry’s awesomely relentless thrusts, your body momentarily satiated by a need that blazed when he pulled back.
In a conscious effort to shorten the agonising time you were left empty you began actively pushing back on each and every one of the stallion’s breath-taking lunges, dynamically rocking your body in time with his powerful thrusts, your joint action soon rewarding you with the sensation of the stallion’s sweaty sheath rubbing up against your entrance whilst his two gigantic testicles slapped loudly against your rear.
Tuned in to the loud thumping sounds of your passionate rutting, you clearly heard Harry’s snorts and grunts above you, felt him pushing his massive breeding tool all the way into your tender cervix, his shaft pressing your gripping walls back with a wet squelch, before pulling back out, drawing your delicate inner membranes with his cock as they clung lovingly to his solid, feral, thrusting shaft, he felt so strong and powerful as he hammered back into you in a deliberate display of might and virility.
Harry's body soon became a thrusting bundle of uncontrollable power unleashing itself utterly into the submissive mare beneath him. The overheated flare at the end of his penis expanding within the hotly tight confines of her belly with every brutal thrust! Snorting domineeringly he fucked himself into her savagely, grinding the tough leathery skin of his sheath against her opening he drove the full length of his member in and out of her, over and over again.
Snorting out of his mind with lust, sweat soon began to darken the sides of his coat and neck from the exertion, the stallion feeling his cock straining as it burned for release, his heavy balls achingly full of seed.
Soon it was all too much! The overpowering musk of your mate, the permeating animalistic odour of his fuck-scent and yours, your shared sweat, the deep huffing breaths, his heavy weight on your back, his forehooves controlling your body, those heavy balls slapping against your cunt, and that cock! Your mind couldn’t handle the endless stream of raw sensation!
You were at the edge, you just needed… before you could even complete that thought, Harry gave you just what you needed!
His whole body suddenly tensed as deep inside you his urethra bulged sending a veritable torrent of thick stallion seed through the length of his penis and into your belly!
As soon as you felt the first hot rope of molten cum forcibly splatter inside you, stars burst in your vision as you went barrelling over the edge into organismic ecstasy! Bliss fired from every neuron in your brain as your mind and body were instantly overcome with wave after wave of pure euphoric pleasure and sinful sensation as a veritable geyser of thick, sticky equine baby batter flooded your womb, the inner walls of your pussy grasping and clenching down on the stallion’s huge, pulsating cock, instinctually trying to milk him for each and every drop of his virile seed!
You had never thought it possible to feel this alive, this complete! Your body’s primal, animalistic instincts to mate were being fulfilled as you felt Harry’s titanic orgasm continue, the stallion grunting and snorting, his balls continuing to clench and throb as he nutted his load into your belly his warmth flowering throughout the depths of your pussy.
Overfilled with cock and spooge, small squirts of your shared reproductive fluids soon began to escape from around your joined sexes to ooze down your hind legs, too languid to care much about it though you simply stood there, placidly taking in the aftermath of a breeding just as a normal mare would do.
Enjoying the aftershocks of his own orgasm Harry proudly lifted his tail, displaying himself in such a way that if any of his owners might be watching they would know that he'd completed the task he’d been set most admirably. Keeping himself pressed balls-deep into his mare’s tight pussy, the stallion patiently waiting for his testicles to fully empty, doing his best during this time to hold as much of his sperm inside of her as he could, just as he’d been trained to.
Finally, after resting on top of his conquest for a full minute, Harry slowly extracted himself from the mare’s slick passage. With a grunt of exertion he pulled himself free from her, his dick exiting from her sex with a wet *plop* and a slurp of thick, creamy semen. Landing squarely back on all fours, Harry tossed his head, nickering as he eyed the mess he’d made of the mare’s pussy.
Just one look was enough to confirm she’d been well bred.
The second he’d pulled out a torrent of his thick, hot stallion cum had poured from the mare’s sloppy sex, though that flow had slowed to a trickle almost immediately it had still been enough to leave a right cummy mess beneath her tail. Creamy cum was slathered all over the lips of her pussy, drooling down her hindlegs in long sticky strings, droplets rolled over her fur and down her teats, sometimes mixing together into globules that congealed and clung to her smooth furry belly.
Taking in the sight, and smelling his rich sexual scent all over her, Harry knew his owner’s would be so proud of him!
Now that you had serviced his need the stallion showed a remarkable lack of interest in you when compared to his fixation of only moments before. His penis soon retracted all the way back into its sheath, leaving a black, furry bulge nestled tightly against his abdomen. A few inches further dangled his enormous balls.
Watching him saunter away to revel in his conquest, you hung your head and tried to catch your breath. The thick postcoital scents of two breeding horses filled the air around you, the provocative odour fizzing in your brain as you breathed it in, the heavy musk causing you to shiver with a sense of euphoric fulfilment. However the gravity of what you had just done was beginning to catch up with you.
You fucked him. Your pussy stopped quivering and you shook your head, struggling to bring your shattered thoughts back into a cohesive whole.
Oh...ohhhh God no... what did you.... What have you done?! You fucked him! You fucked a horse! You let him.... you wanted him... Oh, fuck! What have you done!? Why didn't you stop it?! What the fuck is wrong with you!?
You tried to rationalize it in your mind that it wasn't your fault that Harry had mounted you. You tried to convince yourself that you’d not been given a choice, that he had just been so forceful and strong, and that you’d been overcome with your new body’s feelings. There’d just been no time to process anything that had happened, you’d been in shock, you argued with yourself.
But then why had you so willingly presented yourself to him...? Why hadn't you tried harder to run or struggle? Why had you pushed back into him as he pushed himself into you? God, how could you have done that? Given into him without any thought of morality or decency?
Shame and humiliation warred for dominance in your mind then as you realised there were no answers to your questions, nor anything you could say or do that would ever make this right, you’d been fucked by a horse, crossed a line between species that was never meant to be crossed, there was no going back from this, in that moment you just wanted the ground to swallow you up and make all of this… what had happened to you go away, like it and you had never existed.
Feeling Harry’s cum continue to drip out of you, you shuddered in disgust. Having been stretched to house the stallion's humongous member your pussy felt so sore and swollen, the insides felt hot and itchy with embedded irritants. You shuddered even harder, you'd been so filthily used, you felt so visibly marked and stained by the stallion’s semen, you just wanted to get it off, get it out of you, shaking your rear, you tried in some way to clean yourself but made no difference.
Looking around yourself you knew you had to make some sort of plan; go home… go to a hospital… something, but before you could do anything a voice suddenly called out from behind you.
“Well, well, well… what do we have here then…?”
Your ears flicked with alarm as you turned your long neck around to see it was the same attendant who’d let you take Harry out, only now you noticed that she was carrying a halter and looking straight at you with a dazzling smile.
Though it shamed you for anyone to see what you had so obviously been up to with Harry, you had other things on your mind right then as you neighed towards her, trying in some way to make her understand what had happened to you, trying to tell her that you weren’t a horse, that you were in fact human, just like her. You met her gaze imploringly, asking, begging for her help.
Oh God! Please help me!
Reaching you, you felt her hand stroke over your long furry muzzle, “what a beautiful animal you’ve turned into,” she said, her words confusing you.
“You look like a Thoroughbred girl,” she said patting you down, “there might even be a bit of Trakehner in your genes as well, Harry did a good job on you.” She then brought the halter forward and began to calmly fasten the straps of it around your head and face!
Panicking, you immediately tried to pull your head free, but she was faster and quickly secured the halter around your neck and muzzle. Feeling the straps and buckles pulled tight against your furry skin you snorted angrily at her, rearing up in an attempt to get free, you felt her jerk down on the halter pulling you off balance and back onto all fours. “Now we’ll have none of that girl! Behave yourself!”
Glaring defiantly at her, she laughed and reached up to stroke your ears, but you jerked away from her. “My, but you’re a proud little-lady now aren’t you? Well we can’t have that; we’ll have to break that right out of you.”
What the fuck was she talking about!? From the way she was acting and from what she’d just said it was like she’d known this would happen to you! But if that’s true then… Oh God! You’ve got to get out of here!
Whinnying furiously at her, you tried to pull away again to exactly the same result as before, but that didn’t stop you from trying again, and then again. The attendant however seemed to know what she was doing, as she anticipated each of your movements to resist as soon as you made them, each time countering you in some way that allowed her to use your far greater body mass against you. It was clear that she had a great deal of experience dealing with ornery horses.
After everything that you’d just been through, it was no surprise to either of you when your muscles began to ache and your movements began to get slower and weaker, the attendant seemed to have been waiting for this opportunity, as with one fluid movement she whipped a syringe off her belt and slammed the needle down into your shoulder before hitting the plunger.
Crying out at the pain, you made to slam your head against her, but then a greasy film descended over your eyes, blanketing your locomotive senses with static, turning your would-be lunge into a stagger that was soon arrested by another jerk on the halter.
W-What did she just do to you?
“Relax girl, that’s just a sedative, just a little something to help calm you down, make you more compliant. It might feel a little strange at first, but just give it a moment to sink in.”
Shaking your head, you tried to clear your vision feeling the insides of your skull slowly turning to mush as she ran her hand along your long neck. “How do you feel?” she asked after a minute.
How do you feel? How do you fucking feel!? The infuriating question quickly did a remarkably good job of clearing your head as you turned to stare her in the eye letting loose a loud whinny demanding to be turned back!
The attendant seemed to get it. “While I don’t speak horse, I’m pretty sure you’re trying to ask me to turn you back human, right?”
You glared at her, whinnying as affirmatively as you could.
The attendant nodded, a twistingly cruel smile appearing on her lips, “well that’s never gonna happen. This is a lesson for you girl, your first lesson of many, and I urge you to accept it. You are a horse now, it doesn’t matter who you were, where you worked, or how important you think you are. You are just a simple horse now, a beast-of-burden and that’s what you are going to remain for the rest of your life.”
Still fighting off the effects of the drug she’d given you, you whinnied and snorted at her, trying to state in no uncertain terms that you would never, ever accept that, that you would fight her every step of the way.
“Now don’t be like that girl, you wouldn’t really leave your girlfriend here all alone here, would you?”
What? Jessica!? She was wrapped up in this mess too! These sicko’s had already transformed your girlfriend into a horse! No! No!
“Wh…Whhh…Whhhhiiiyyyyy!” you furiously called out, you had to find her! You had to get the two of you out of this! You made to pull away from the attendant, struggling mightily, but just like the previous times she held on tenaciously, sharply admonishing you with a strong yank back.
“And just where do you think you’re going little missy? Oh, you think you can save her, do you? Oh, that’s rich!” she laughed. “You don’t even know where she is! And unless my eyesight fails me you’re still a horse, just what did you think you were going to do? Storm the castle, slay the dragon and rescue the damsel in distress!?” she laughed even harder.
You snorted angrily at her, how dare she laugh at your pain and distress! Fuck, did she have no empathy whatsoever!?
The attendant’s jovial expression then suddenly changed, morphing into something sly and devious as she took up another line of attack. “You know, as far as I’m aware your girlfriend hasn’t been covered by a stallion yet…” she mused as if needing to verify her facts, “but it cannot be long until it happens, she’ll already be in the line-up for a session.”
At hearing this you snorted angrily, and she smiled.
“I’ll tell you what I’ll do though, seeing how much you care about her, I’ll personally see to it that her breeding session is delayed, and all you’ll have to do in return is to stop resisting this; behave like the obedient little filly we both know you are inside, and you will be able to save your girlfriend. What do you say?”
You gorked at her, this blatant blackmail wasn’t a choice and you both knew it. Still you knew in your heart of hearts that you would be willing to endure far more than this if it meant you could save Jessica from this fate.
Grimly, you nodded your big head once.
“Good,” the attendant said, fluffing your ears, “you know, I think this is going to be the beginning of a beautiful relationship girl, I can just feel it.”
You endured her strokes without flinching, all the while feeling sick to your stomach. What had you done? There’d been no choice, but that didn’t stop the recriminations from hounding your every thought.
“Now,” the attendant said brightly, “moving onto happier topics, tell me how was Harry? Did he scratch your itch?”
You felt your breath catch in your throat at the obscene bent to her questions, glancing at the stallion you noticed an amused gleam appear in his dark brown eyes, and suddenly came to the shocking realisation that he’d once been human just like you!
How could you not have noticed that before? Because you weren’t looking for it dummy! You reprimanded yourself, answering you own question.
Again the attendant pressed you on whether you’d enjoyed being bred by the stallion and in response you fixed her with a glare so hot it should have melted her face off.
“Oh come on you can tell me,” she glanced back at Harry who perked his ears up with interest at her, before turning back towards you and stage-whispering, “just between us girls, did he make you feel special? Now don’t look at me like that, you enjoyed it didn’t you?”
At hearing that you couldn’t hold your glare for one more second, if you had still been capable of it a massive blush would have erupted all over your cheeks and face. Yes you’d enjoyed it, fuck, like so much! Too much! It had been as if Harry had thrust the physical embodiment of sex and pleasure into your body and then fucked you half-to-death with it! Even now your mare sex tingled as it well-remembered the massive adequacy of his cock, your sore folds moistening as the very memory of the obscene event began to turn you on!
As if she had guessed the direction of your thoughts, the attendant smirked at you, “it’s a shame that you choose Harry though, if you’d taken the mare then you would be a stallion yourself right now…” she shrugged her shoulders. “Oh well, there is always the next customer, and a new filly always helps. Still you saw for yourself that I was not lying when I said that nobody ever complained about taking a ride with Harry, in fact everyone who ever did never wanted to ride with any other stallion ever again.”
At that comment, the stallion in question affectionately nudged the attendant’s cheek and snorted good-naturedly, causing her to laugh and scratch him under the chin, “what are good boy you are Harry.”
Prancing happily, Harry then nickered inquisitively towards the new mare, the one now of his kind, she swung her head towards him despondently, her ears pinned back in distress. She didn't seem to care much for her new body, or for the mating they’d just shared, but Harry knew that, that didn’t matter, what she wanted and what she would now get were as different from one-another as the earth was from the sky.
He knew just by looking at her what thoughts were now whirling through her mind; she was confused, frightened, angry, but still feeling the residual thrill of their mating, the mix of turbulent emotions and thoughts would be overwhelming to her new equine mind.
He knew her thoughts so well because once upon a time, back in the dim, dark roads of his memory, he’d been just like her, a newly transformed horse at odds with his fate, angry at being turned into an animal, wanting to change back, wanting it all to have never happened.
Looking at her now Harry couldn’t help feeling something very close to pity for what the mare was going through, he knew it would be tough on her for a time, but that just like him she would soon learn to accept her new self, and find her place here at the Stable, she would come to see what simplistic joys there were to be found living this sort of life, and forget about who she used to be.