What Julio had wanted or even if ever was a wish matters not to either a devil or a demon. Zepar had the power then to cause the bodily merging of a human body to become the male organ of an also cursed stallion. The act of merging took but as in the Bible, "A twinkling of an eye!"
In that instantaneous blink, as the wave of demonic power welled to consume Julio, he had the good sense to call upon a higher, and most righteous god head for mercy. Suddenly Julio was blind, without eyes to see, he had lost his ability to hearing; as a horse's cock owns no ears. He could not smell the stench of his wickedly soiled cock body or the sweaty sheath he had then as his home.
However, Zepar wanted Julio to taste and knowing still, realize his state and situation; by leaving alert his boyish intelligence.
The merging worked to arouse the black stallion, as Julio tried hard to fight at his demise, wriggling violently his cock length and slapping it at the stifle of his host horse.
"No, no, no, oh my God no, help me please," Julio mentally cried out his anguish!
A sudden thought enter his cocky mental state, as he should deny with all his might the purpose to which his demon desired existence depended. The urge to urinate, purging the bladder of its liquid contents; Julio felt the gumption to hold back the flow. As the black stallion felt the urge to masturbate, Julio squelched the gush of semen, causing that devil-seedy fellow who was Adobefats to moan from pains in his loins.
Screamed whinnies became a royal bother to a trapped demon who had big ears.
Mental cries for hours did echo by whinnying, and stomping of hind hoofs on the barn-museum, basement floor. As Julio hung and swayed with mental and physical strength of determination to deny of all, the noise became a din of purpose.
Finally, when the stallion's pain and his verbal cries echoed the walls, Zepar was ready to relent, but never to repent.
"Julio, come forth, be again thy truer self, a human lad, if but endowed, gifted of the equal with what you were cursed."
Julio then stood as much he was, though without any clothing, was naked before both a demon and one stallion able then to pissing a mighty flow.
"I would thank you, if not for having cursed me to being the cock of a horse. It did gift me an insight, as never to trusting a devil or demon to do as asked nicely. You own no respect for anyone, as hate all, if but for my holy faith that again I am as me once more...
What, say is this, my genitals, they are black, as are my balls and scrotum much larger; near to four time their original size...
Then here, as I have a black sheath, which suggests the penis held within it is as well black, and likely not circumcised, as is blunt ended, with a round piss hole, and by the size of my sheath, my cock is similar in length to that of a pony stallion; am I correct of such an assumption?"
Zepar boldly laughed, he nodding his large head, and replied, "Ah Julio, your spirit and determination has won you your' freedom from a vile existence. What you are now is not vile and filthy, but is morally despicable or physically repulsive to most women. Although, there are those women who would relish for the sensations of enjoying sexual copulation with a stallion pony!
Know this, that your reprieve from my curse is not an entire cancelation, but more a postponed punishment as one who has annoyed me.
Each time you sexually mate, breeding, or couple, join with a woman or female anything, a ring of equine change shall expand upward as well down; until some years from today that Julio shall know life by being a pony stallion.
Stallions and Rhinoceros studs are my favorites among the animal realm. Each owns a long cock, as do they enjoy the sensations from sex; the male Rhino enjoying his mate for 45 minutes; try doing that with any woman!
Enough said, but no, I just had another thought to sweeten your existence. As Julio having the genitals of a pony stallion, you shall need to masturbate four times during each day. The sexual mating would cancel one such urge, but the breeding of, with a female equine would impose a hastening of your bodily self to becoming a Fjord breed stallion.
I choose for you the Fjord breed of pony since it and your family heritage is of the same regions.
Now leave here, go out into the world as naked as you did arrive. Venture to the Bradley farm, it northeast, as they breed ponies; you should find some comfort to your masculine grief, and easily aroused feelings of misfortune go there...!"