"I have had others too come with help from this Traveler, he never interferes with my ultimate plans for those he sends my way. You, on the other hand, must learn what it is to be an enemy before becoming a friend. The challange is of learning what you are, feeling the abberation of bestial form, and keeping you wits. Most do not retain their wits, but submit to the sensations, enthralled in lust, they degrade their mind and become as a ture beast. You shall now be tested, I feel you have had a long time fantasy, tell me what is your most perverted thrill?" asked Circe.
Stunned, Ryan thinks for a moment, he does not wish to openly admit to his wild fantasy, but the asking of him and Circe's powers, he blurts it out.
"I want to be a pony stallion having buckskin hair, black mane and tail, a stallion and stud, my dream is to be placed at stud and do it five times each and every day!" blurted out the lusty words of a youth not proper the age for having sex.
At first Circe blushes a little, not from what Ryan said, but how he has suggested something so interesting for her to address.
"Agreed, you shall be tested partially in the way your fantasy would wish." She raised an arm bearing her magic wand, pointing it at Ryan, she continued to say: Pony, buckskin in colors, lusting as would an animal for to feel and realize the sensual side of life. A Greek pony, one of the Peneia breed, a two year test of your will to survive, but not as a stallion, nay, you shall return to your world, being a mare, lusting to be mated, now GO!" ordered Circe.
The touch of her wand to Ryan's forehead had his skin changing color and texture. It spread out from where the wand touched him, changing his face, running down his neck, over chest and bak, the to rump, groin, and legs.
As his skin turned to an animal's thick hide, hairs began to tickle him, sprouting in patches and growing together in a buckskin tone.
Ryan screamed half out of the sensation and part from the realization he was becoming an animal.
It was with the sprouting of his pony tail that he yelped loudly. The yell trailed off, becoming the whimpering sound of a mare's whinny, she being in the pangs of heat.
Eyes bugged out as Ryan watched in horror, his pretty youthful penis and small balls shrivelled up, sucked back into his groin. The male organ being teased and torn, soon pressed out under his anus and swishing tail.
Ryan's vulva and love canal was born to him. The real pangs for sex from the female pony mare side of life came on him with a sudden rush. He whinnied, moaning the feeling of his female mare juices ozzing out and the air making it chill on the sensual folds of his pony vagina.
Meanwhile his arms changed to forelegs, fingers melting like made of hot wax. Then with Circe's power guiding the change, the waxy fingers turned a dark gray and brown, solidifing into a pony's hoof.
Muscles changed, growing in equine fashions, building his strength, adding new found agility, and making a boy feel and find sensuality in being something really different.
Head now that of a pony he snorted as would the animal.
Circe laughed, her smiling face told of things Ryan had not yet seen, or felt.
His chest had barreled out, becoming that like a pony. His backbone now enlarged, with the muscular back, could carry quite a load. Every sense, the feelings he had, everything made a youthful and healthy boy have pangs to become and live as would a pony and a mare.