We walked for a few miles through the thick woods while I mulled over the situation. As much as I should have felt the need to object, I had really liked being a draft horse. There was such a simple focus, no worries or fears. I had felt powerful and useful and so relaxed. Runt stopped walking beside me suddenly and looked up, shaking his head and then grinning. I looked down at him, annoyed at his expression - it was like he thought my being changed was a big joke. "What?" At least, that is what I tried to say, but all that came out was a kind of grunting whinny.
The imp chuckled. "I guess there is no reason for me to be upset or bothered as long as you are happy, right? I mean, you being a horse is better for me. I guess I just thought we'd be able to have more fun when you were human again." He levitated up and landed on my back. "We both know that's not happening."
That had me puzzled. Why was Runt suddenly so accepting? And I realized that my own annoyance at my odd halfway form had all but vanished. There was good reason for that, and also why I had been unable to speak. Concentrating hard, I was able to tell I was almost a full draft horse again, with only a little more change to my head and the two sticklike arms between me and full return to equine form. I knew I should be worried, but the prospect of being a real draft horse again got me hanging long and hard. Runt laughed. "You either really let those elves do a number on you, or life as a Clydesdale is just too appealing to you."
Once again I tried to ask what he meant, but my grunt turned into a whinny of pleasure as I shot a huge load from my erect stallion's cock. The sensation was so intense that it took a while for my head to clear, and by then another erection was already pounding out. I felt Runt's hands as he leaned forward and stroked the sides of my neck. They slid over bumps that had been shoulders, and as that struck home I came again. When the orgasm passed, I felt wonderful, full of energy and strength. The imp's hands slid over my neck again, this time smooth and solid muscle. "I guess one more will do it."
The next erection lasted a lot longer this time, and I had to stop and lift my head in a shuddering scream of pleasure, my whinny echoing through the woods. It was the most intense and satisfying experience of my life, as if I had achieved a tremendous goal. Runt let me bask in my accomplishment for a long time before patting my neck. "You are really a beautiful animal. Guess I can understand, though I could have worked it any time you wanted and still let you be human or anything else if you wanted a change." He sighed. "That's out now. You are 100% pure draft horse. I'd blame the elves, but they just tapped into what must have been your heart's desire."
His words confused me. He was talking like I was stuck like this. An animal. A work beast. The thought pleased me. No, that wasn't right, was it? I tried to work that out as Runt shifted his weight, and I automatically repsonded to his unspoken direction like a trained horse. I was a horse. And what was wrong with that? Something. A familiar scent cut through my brooding, and I realized we were approaching the elves' camp again. Runt had turned me around!
The Master was there, smiling as we approached. "I did not think he would go far. The transformation was always based on his own desires. We just helped it along." I expected Runt to object, but he just slid off my back and patted a foreleg. "Yeah, I was just being a sore loser."
The elves gathered around me, petting and stroking my sides and neck. I could feel their approval and admiration, shivering in pleasure at the contact. A different scent caught my nostrils and I twisted my head around to see the imp getting much larger. "Might as well have one more good fling before we part ways." The elves all watched with smiles as he became a massive mare perfectly matched to me. I was hard again immediately, my testicles throbbing, my whole body feeling electrified. There was no thought, only hot need and overwhelming instincts. I was on the female with a brutal thrust and stayed coupled with her for over a minute as mating became the sole focus of my entire being.