Ah yes, how could I have forgotten! Frederic breeds horses. From the smallest shetlands to the largest shire horses, he can do it all! He’s also got a few cows and chickens, a beautiful border collie, and a couple other animals.
Frederic also has a wonderful daughter, who’s one of the cheer team’s largest targets, due to her muscled exterior and country accent, both of which she inherited from her father. Her bright red hair, and charming smile frequently enter Jen’s dreams, especially her wet ones. Surprisingly for someone who has more boyfriends than most people have normal friends, Jen is a lesbian, the only things keeping her attached to the litany of boyfriends being their money, (The poorest boy she dated was also the first boy she dated, and the one who made her realise she was gay. His mom is a renown lawyer, and his dad fixes people’s cars for a living.) and the fear that her coming out of the closet would lead to the ruin of her social life, (Despite the fact everyone already knows she’s gay. I mean, it’s practically a game to make her blush amongst the girls)
She’s not thinking about any of that, though, when a particularly large shire mare ploughs through the fence in front of Jen. She jumps a foot into the air, yelling profanities, and landing right on her buttocks. Her short skirt is angled upwards, her legs spread as far apart as she can make them. She barely has time to ask herself why the mare was running like the renderer was after her, before she shoves her head into Jen’s folds.
Jen cries out, mostly in surprise, before the mare pulls her head back off, pulling Jen up along with her. Jen’s cries turn into a mix of arousal and pain, (Mostly arousal) as the mare’s head is practically sucked into her pussy. A few heartbeats later, her neck is buried into her folds. A few more, and she’s back on the ground, the mare’s powerful knees extending her vagina even wider. Despite the fact that this amount of pain or arousal would have knocked out a normal person by now, Jen is no closer to being unconscious now than she was before this. She is freaking out about this, although her body is out of her control.
Approximately five minutes later, the mare has been fully absorbed, and Jen gets up on shaky knees. She leans against the shattered remains of a pole, asking herself what just happened, before she feels a lot of crawling on her legs. Looking down, her legs are covered by dozens of insects. A nest of wasps flies up there, along with a few mosquitoes and a small army of ants.
Now, you see, the curse can’t be bothered with finding the exact mix of bugs, and so has just decided to pick a single bug and amalgamate it. The base bug will have the largest effects on her final form.