You neighed, running over as fast as you could, Jess hobbling close behind you. Without thinking you grabbed onto Incitatus' noseband with your teeth, pulling him away from the mess. His pleading, sorrowful eyes were fixed on you, as he tried to shake you off.
“That was so easy.” Vicky’s voice echoed in your mind, fading into laughter.
Well, you could've seen that coming, you thought.
Inky pulled back, pulling himself into his hooves as the viscous liquid surged up his body, flowing against gravity. He was wild, throwing his hooves to and fro as the liquid formed a thin layer against his skin, sliding under and slicing off huge clumps of earth, tinier clumps bubbling through and falling away. As your eyes regained focus you realized that the inky blackness of his coat was also fading.
You backed up, towards Jess and away from the thrashing beast, it was too late. An errant hoove collided with your face, stunning you and sending your head into Jess.
The blow was so hard that your mind blanked for what felt like a second, but in reality was more like a few minutes. You came to with Jess patting your face, stroking as she called out your name, but it faded from your ears as soon as you heard it.
“Baby, we have to move.” she said, shaking you awake. You bolted your head upright, whipping your head around with an unfamiliar jangling. You were looking for Inky, and you could tell from the patterns in the grass that he had tried to flee from his crater, butas you tried to find him you were distracted by a tightness on your head. You tried to shake it off, but couldn’t.
“Baby, look,” Jess said, holding a length of leather rope close to your face. It took a moment, but you realized the thing was attached to your face, the reins of a new bridle.
You tried to examine your body, inspecting the newfound constraining sensation wrapping around your body, but in doing so you yanked Jess to one side with a oph. You shot her an apologetting look, seeing her in full for the first time.
Jess’s face was the same, preserved for the most part in it's outline, as was her body, but that was where the similarities ended. Her skin was a degree paler, her hair now long and pitch black, as was her lips and winged eyeliner. Her eye shadow, and hair highlights, were now a forest green that matched her latex catsuit.
She pulled herself up, revealing the catsuit more fully. It was nothing like you had seen her wear before, nothing you had seen anywhere but in porn and cheap video games, the suit nothing but a collection of matte-leather panels and fur held together by a series of straps, like a barbarian-cum-dominatrix. It looked every bit as silly as it did sexy, though it was way too much for Jess. she was glowing red, her hands hiding her groin.
“Careful, careful,” she said, patting her head as she moved close, “I didn’t want to startle you about our - er - predicament.”
Your heart sunk, as you looked back at your body.
You were the new inky, your fur a matte black, but you could barely tell due to your own bondage gear you wore. If you quinted it almost looked like a regular saddle and bridle, just one with a decorative barbarian theme to match Jess’s. Upon close inspection the straps surround your hinds were all too risqué, and the various hoops and hitches betrayed the more sexual function of your harness.
You let out a whinney, but Jess stifled it with her hand.
“We need to get moving,” She said, shushing you. “If he wakes up who knows what will happen.”
She directed your vision over to a spot on the grass a few meters away, where a lump of green and white lay. You could tell it was breathing at the least, shiny too, with much more metal on it's straps. You stared for just a moment, before a ministration startled you.
Once again you held your head, this time as you tried to flee, and once again Jess was pulled over by your motion, this time thrown to her back a few meters away from you. You stopped, shot her another apologetic look, but saw something you weren't expecting.
Jess’s outfit scooped around the chest and groin, revealing her deep grey bikini bra, and the matching undies. Those undies were now bulging, with a massive masculine package.
Jess was practically glowing.
“Not all of me changed back the other day.” Jess explained. There was the faintest sign of tears in her eyes, and she couldn’t so much as look at you. “Can we just get out of here before he gets up?”
Vicky’s words echoed in your ears.
“You're gonna have to pay, Princess, for the lost horses and riders. He is gonna put some replacements in your cunt, and little ‘Jess’ is gonna put some in mine.”
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