Queen Beth watched in glee as the animal-spirt asserted itself within Princess Galla. The bonds restraining the writhering young woman on the inclined chair magically released, allowing her to slide in the center of the room. Her family surrounded her, strapped within their own chairs.
The floor was covered with more magical symbols. When Princess Galla fell upon them the inscriptions began to glow.
Her defiant nature and inner strength gave Princess Galla the ability to rise to her hands and knees. She was determined to stand and strike back at the evil queen. She rose to her knees and Queen Beth, astonished, stepped back, her pleasure forgotten. However, it was not to be. A pulse from the runes and symbols on the floor overwhelmed even the proud, raven-haired princess. With a loud moan, she fell back on the floor.
Queen Belle looked on, whimpering to herself while the King's sight was focused on Queen Beth. His fierce gaze was filled with mavolence and hate, but also tinged with helplessness. Prince Ander had passed out. Prince Palador's young eyes stared at his slightly older sister in awe. "Come on Galla, fight it. You can win! You're strong!" He pressed against his bindings as if he could break free and save her.
Queen Beth glanced at the young man, cackling with pleasure. Walking over to him, she placed her hand on his hard cock and rubbed. "Well there Prince Palador. What is this? What sort of passion runs through your veins?" Giving the prince's cock a final squeeze, Queen Beth turns to the others. "At least I'm not the only one enjoying the show."
Prince Palador strained against his bonds as if to strangle the evil queen with his bare hands. With a backward smirk, the queen turned her attention back to the princess, and her own pleasure. "No, I am certainly not the only one enjoying this."
Prince Palador looked on as his sister writhered and moaned on the floor. Occasionally, her naked body arched and spasmed. She was beginning to sweat. "Come on Galla...fight!"
Princess Galla seemed to hear the prince's urge and once again rose to her hands and knees. Her ass, well formed due to her active pursuits, was facing the prince. With horror, he noticed the beginnings of horse's tail. It was black...just as black as Princess Galla's beautiful hair. Momentarily facinated, Palador ran his sight over his sister's naked body. He saw two triangular horses ears beginning to peak out from Galla's hair. A short, but growing, main traced its way down his sister's toned back. Being on her hands and knees, Palador got a good look at Galla's feet. They were still human, but he thought he say her toes begin to seemingly fuse.
The princess turned to look at her brother. Sweat ran down her face. Her mouth was open and she was moaning. "Feels so good...must...can't fight...winning." Closing her eyes, she bucked her body. She was fighting, but it was clear that the magic was winning.
"No!" the prince exclaimed. Seeing what was happening to their daughter, Queen Belle broke into loud sobbing and the king gave out a cry.
This pierced the cloud that was overcoming Princess Galla's mind. She rose to her feet, only to stumble and fall. However, instead of on her hands and knees, she was now on her hands and feet. Prince Palador got a good view of the fully grown horse tail streaming down past her womanly butt and between her toned legs.
Staring, Prince Palador did not notice Queen Beth approach behind him. She whispered in his ear...