Charlie woke up from the bed of straw where his bed used to be. For some reason, sleeping on fabric made him too uncomfortable. It was the same reason he and most other anthros stopped wearing clothes.
He felt hungry, but first he needed to clean himself up. Steadying his hooves - even two years after the METE it still felt awkward to not have feet anymore - he walked over to the mirror and looked himself over. His mane needed brushing, but otherwise he was good to go. He did notice that his six-pack had tightened and his biceps were expanding, not to mention his equine cock had grown three inches longer to a grand total of twelve. Not to worry, he thought. The genes of anthros were self-healing and self-repairing, so whenever they needed more muscle mass or an improved penis for fucking and breeding, it just magically appeared.
Going downstairs, he saw his two foal sons riding each other, and his sister/wife chopping up carrots and preparing some grain for the feed bucket. Charlie walked up behind her, grabbing her exposed C-cup breasts and making sure she felt his hardening member brush up against her leg.
Margaret pushed him off. "Seriously? We just fucked five times yesterday and you still aren't satisfied?"
Charlie neighed in frustration. "It's not my fault! I feel horny all the time! Besides, you know the rules of the community. We need to have as many children as possible to rebuild the human race."
Margaret whined/laughed. "Human race...just look at us, Charlie!! We're fucking horses!! Hell, if I didn't have boobs and a vagina, we'd look exactly the same!!"
The foals heard the arguing, but Charlie gave them a look to back off. "Keep your voice down!! Who's feeding the old folks today?"
"Old folks? You know you can call them our parents, right?"
"Yeah, but..."
"Charlie, just because they got turned into savants doesn't mean they aren't still our family. Now go feed them, and when you return, we need to pack some food for the community kitchen. Oh, and Father Harrison wants to speak to you. He thinks we should try and reach out to the Miller clan again."
"The humans?"
"For fuck's sake, Charlie, stop talking like we're aliens!!! Just go feed our parents already!!"
Charlie stormed outside in a huff. It was bad enough before the METE, when he and Margaret were still having to live with their parents and work crappy jobs. Then they all got changed, and then he had to fuck his own sister and start being naked all of the time, and he couldn't play football or enjoy any of the things he used to, and he had to feed and wash his parents who were now big, smelly animals who shit everywhere and complained all the time, not that it was any different before they were changed, and oh, now Father Harrison thought they should try and make peace with those humans even after they stole the community's food...
Charlie couldn't take it anymore. His cock was already big, hard, and throbbing. He needed to release his seed. And he knew where to put it. Rubbing his cock, it wasn't long before two half-gallons of warm semen was sloshing around in the feed bucket. Charlie made sure to stir it carefully with the spoon, so it was nice and goopy. With whatever passed for a smirk on his face, he went to feed this little concoction of his to his parents.