"I can't help you, we don't know if something about you will change me too." decided Jasmine. "I don't know how a horse can masturbate, but I can go on a watch if you need to relieve yourself."
Ron the Slutty Mare nodded and carefully let Jasmine grab the necklace from his ear. Jasmine went off into the darkness. He wasn't worried about her, as she took the majority of watches during their adventures and even if she was watching HIM... well they had fun with each other in the past.
Ron looked around himself to decide what to do, and quickly. His vision as a horse was worse in some ways, and better. He had better field of vision, but he seemed to see alot more greys than colors. Seeing details seemed to be worse too. However, he did notice he could see better in the darkness. Not perfectly in the pitch black of the night and shadows, but the flickering flames of the fire and the moonlight were more than enough to help see. He still had to get use to having eyes on different sides of the head, but luckily his body memory seemed to help transition with use them.
Ron didn't know what to do. There was just trees and grass around. He couldn't think of anything from their belongings that might be good for a makeshift masturbation device, not to mention also compromising it with fluids. He took in his body again. A horse vagina but not sure where it was exactly, much less how it looked like. He was pretty sure there was no way his limbs would work to reach it.
Then there was his udders. He looked towards them again, thankful for his new equine neck. They were huge, blackish things of exposed skin instead of fur, hanging down and squishing against his back legs while standing normally. They reached down to just below his knees and comparable to some of "cannonballs" he seen used in another land. He saw the nipples on them with a slight whitish fluid dripping from them. If they were adjusted a bit, he would've compared them to a woman's large bosom, but they were still as inhuman as the rest of his horse body. Still, they were apart of them, and he knew they felt full. Oddly, they didn't feel like they and uncomfortable sort of bursting, instead being kind of pleasurable including when they rubbed against his legs, and that's when an idea started forming.
Ron might be able to work with his udders. He might be a horse, but inside was the mind of a knowledgeable man. So Ron sat down on his hindquarters akin to a dog, and got to work. He couldn't use his forelegs in this position without falling over, but a combination of the grassy ground and odd squeezing and kneading motions with his hind legs was having the desired effect.
Milk was coming out, whether leaking or in jet streams depending on the pressure, but it felt amazing. He also felt the sounds coming from his new horse vocal cords. Of course unable to talk without the necklace, his scholary mind was taking notes here and there of the whinnies, snorts, nickers, and other sounds he his horse knowledge lacking mind didn't know the name of. Soon he brought himself to sensation of an orgasm of a female horse, or was it a slutty one? His thoughts reminded him that he did have some physical traits that were not horse like, but getting to Morphia would help get the details out of the way.
Due to his sitting position, his vaginal fluids had nowhere to go and covered his backside, and he felt like a large amount came out. During the whole experience, he did rub his vagina against the ground here and there. It didn't feel rough, in fact he did get some pleasure here and there during certain rubs. Maybe he could use the ground after all? He still felt a bit randy, and had a feeling that they may be going back to Morphia soon rather than later, so off to masturbating again.
Jasmine took glances every once in awhile towards Ron to make sure he was good, but the current sight made her jaw drop. Ron the Mare was moving across the ground like a dog rubbing its butt against the ground for an unreachable itch. It wasn't just the sight of a horse doing this that was such a surprise, but there were motions here and there to make it obvious it seemed like Ron was making each movement matter, rather then mindlessly dragging his behind across the ground. Soon he looked like he was convulsing, and made a motion to call out to him, but then he seemed to calm down quickly and she surmised it was her first time seeing a horse orgasm. Or was it Ron as a horse having an orgasm? She couldn't wait to get back to Morphia to not only check on the issues of Ron's new mare body, but getting more information on how horses worked exactly.
And so Ron felt sated. He did feel he could keep going if he wanted to, but there was no NEED now. His udders also still felt full despite the amount of milk he swore came out of them. He read up and even interviewed transformees with more sexually-oriented changes, and hope there wasn't anything particularly debilitating about his horniness and body or anything he might not be noticing. With that in mind he got up on all four legs, and saw Jasmine coming towards him.
"Bet you must be "relieved" now, but I'm not touching that mess in the back, much less cleaning it. We should decide on what to do now, though..."