Later, when the darkness of where Ken was led to a stabling stall proved to be a temporary blessing. The stall was 20'x20' and allowed Ken an area of room for him to walking, mill about as think. He was awake for most of that night, his mind considering as it was changing, degrading to where it would fit inside an equine cranium.
When and as finally came the golden rays of the morning light shone through a skylight high above in the roof over the big box stall, Ken felt a new sense of worry about what would entail him during that day. As capable to see his changed self all the better, he stood feeling the tens of millions of new as strange sensations coming from Mule body fur, and his changed face. He felt a sense of empathy for the goat-woman as she transitioned to becoming mostly then a doe goat animal.
Indeed, even from the early beginning of what would be his first day of being partially a Mule animal, him being naked to the world was his worst fear. Odd was the sensations felt from Ken having grown a Mule tail, he swinging it which brushed across his hairy buttocks, did not seem to help calm him.
The sounds of another someone nearby and moaning as they rose to get up from where lying in their appointed stall for the night. Ken sniffed at the scent and his mind recognized a she, both female and similar to him being an equine. AAs she awoke and stretching, moaned and let go a brayed cry, her night's snooze as relief from enduring drastic physical changes, she then saw Ken staring at her.
Ken was first to offer a friendly greeting as he brayed his best hello.
She rose to stand upon four legs, each with a hoof, as her tail began to tell of an eager female interested with Ken, a very male scented equine. Ken strolled as one of her own kind, he walked over and had a warm aroused feeling for the female, both acted as wanting a mutually neat experience.
All their attention would have been a loving blessing to Ken, except his stature and maleness had not changed as much to be like her. As for Ken, his try at standing on all fours was not yet comfortable and still very strange. What was as toes and fingers the night before, were by that morning as reconfigured, being then hoofs. As hands could touch and feel, his having of hoofs planted on the ground had a dull feeling. The desire to stretch his fingers out straight and flex, wishing to feel of her with them, then felt stiff, which made him all the more aware of his stature.
Normally he would walk the aisle between horse stalls to bring stallions their food stuffs, water, and an occasional dark beer served to bright both lively spirit to the animals. He stood thinking about his past and when working of such duties; and the silly wondering of how it felt if he were as well a Draft horse, either stallion or as gelded. Yet those were his orders back then, and do it he did, but oh those big belly's burst the gas later in clouds of equine stench. from ingesting of beer.
Ken was of such an interest with the seemingly happy and horny female, that he failed to take note of the Scientist-Doctor talking, as showing some new trainee or a volunteer, their daily duties before they too gained a pair of long, furred ears.
"Well good morning to Wendy, you are still such a lovely girl," the scientist showing her his friendly attitude, while noting her attitude of sexual interests for Ken.
Ken watched her intently, he staring at her rump, wishing to see her vulva as winking. He barely offered any thanks to the man who only the previous day had saved Ken from his doom of becoming a dumb beast. He had the male equine instinctive thoughts of how much his groin and loins wanted to touch the neighbor her, she to him a new beauty had aroused him to show his love.
Ken stood along side the separating stall wall, he and she rubbing their muzzles, just as the Scientist-Doctor beamed a smile at them. The trainee held two musty old feedbags and with few words slipped them over the muzzles of the two hungry equines.
Ken's first equine meal found the grain as tasty, while the chaff and dust he sniffed up into his nostrils making him wanting to cough. A then huge tongue reached out to lick and let the grain seeds stick to it, and as dragged into the mouth for chewing. Even as he ate, Ken had memories of wishing someone had washed those feedbags if not for the animals, then from the rank scent of many other noses.
Feedbag eating became quickly finished as from it came the demand to drink was overwhelming. Girl and guy, mare and mule both indulged their thirst by dunking of muzzles into five gallon, white plastic buckets. When Ken had slurped up his fill, and she the mare had as well, her mindset and vulva returned her attention to looking at a handsome smelling Mule.
Ken did the same to thinking about how neat his cock would feel when embedded as sheath deep inside the sexual confines of that pretty mare. He might have snickered from how he had to look down, as along his long Mule face and muzzle to see her. The new as such bigger nose brought the scents of her up into his sinus cavities. As Ken lowered his view, she turned tail toward him, giving the tail a flick and presenting the stud Mule with what he so wanted to see, sniff, and lick.
Slap, slurp, gulp, cough, Kevin sniffed and licked, he drank in his first gulps of equine vaginal juices, done in a Equine sort of way. Behind her, she heard nasty sounds which seemed as of laughter. She did not want for her stud to cease their mutual pleasures, but the laughter she heard bothered her greatly. The mare turned from her watching Ken enjoying, as she saw then the trainee lad as quite amused from seeing how equines do their style of courting.
Ken stood with his lower lip as dripping from having thoroughly slurped a very juicy mare pussy. As two new lovers stood enjoying the morning of passions, She an angered mare wanted to inform the trainee of his vulnerable standing quite nearby. As the mare and Ken wished for human style privacy when mating, the young trainee wanted as well to kneel and feel what Kevin had on full display.
The mare offered first as she spread her hind legs and lengthened her stance to better bare the weight of her stallion friend.
The foolish trainee then saw his prime chance for fondling what Ken had recently grown and gained. The lad stepped close and knelt along side Ken, and looking up at the distal flared crown of a Mule cock, came the sudden strong stream of bright yellow urine spewing him in the face, mouth, and down his gullet.
Young Joe being a male human did not know that Ken the then male stud Mule was very infecting to male humans. As had the scientist explained to Ken, as of his animal cum, semen, or urine if so ingested, would so with residue Reformation serum cause said pervert to know of his physical transformation.