As Dean continues to eat the grass, he does not notice his body slowly growing, his arms and legs lengthen, his knees give off a painful sounding crack as they bend backwards. His muscles grow to the right proportion, while his body continues to grow and widen a little. Dean’s tummy bloats to the right and natural size of an full grown Quarter Horse Stallion, his neck thickens and lengthens, his nose and jaw push out, becoming the snout. The transforming teen continues to eat, not noticing what is happening to him, the only thing he notices is that eating the grass seems to become much more easier as his teeth grow to the right size for a horse. His blond hair turns black, the hair on the side of his head stay short, while the hairs in the middle lengthen, moving down his neck, becoming the horse’s mane. Dean’s ears become pointy and move to the top of his head, his tailbone lengthens, growing out of his body, black fur sprouts all over his body and long black hairs grow from his tail. His hands cramp, harden and turn black as the become hooves, the same happens with his feet and his "boy-parts" have become the "Stallion's" pride. Soon a full grown Quarter Horse Stud is munching calmly away on the juicy grass, not a care in the world. Bruce had programmed the Chronivac to push Dean’s human mind into the back of the horse’s mind, even though Dean see what is going on, he’d think it is a dream. Dean’s body, mind and actions will be controlled by the horses mind, so if Jeff would try and “talk” with the horse, the “horse” will not respond, it’ll act like any normal male horse would act when mating a mare.
Meanwhile, Bruce enters the barn where the horses are kept, he walks to “Sahara’s” stall and peers inside. He smiles when he sees that the female horse is awake and acting as though in destress. “Good morning, girl,” the man says, opening the door, “time to get you on the pasture, looks like you are ready. Don’t worry girl, everything will be fine in a few minutes.”
‘What is he talking about,’ Jeff thinks to himself, the former human teen has been feeling weird since he woke up. His whole body feels hot and he can feel his female bits are swollen, his pussy is itching in a way he never felt before. ‘Where is, Dean,’ Jeff continues to wonder, ‘shouldn’t I be back to normal by now?’
What Jeff, Dean and Bruce are unaware of is, when Bruce scanned the “mare” and did the edits on “her”, it changed Dean’s programming: not only did it reactivate the “mare’s” fertility, but also set the timer to “permanent”.
Bruce puts a rope around “Sahara’s” neck and tugs on it, “come, girl,” he says calmly, “some fresh air will do you good.”
Jeff snorts, but he lets the man lead him out of the stall and out of the barn, ‘my mind is so muddled,’ Jeff thinks to himself, ‘I feel so confused. A bit of fresh air will hopefully help.’
As they head towards the other end of the pasture, Bruce grins when he spots the majestic Quarter Horse calmly munching away on the grass, ‘Dean has turned out nicely,’ he thinks to himself, ‘I just hope the two will get along. If everything works out as planned, we’ll have a beautiful foal in 12 months.’ Bruce is so zoned in on wanting to get “Sahara” pregnant, that he does not care for how long Dean has to stay a stallion, ‘I’ll regularly check the App, once I see that Sahara has been successfully impregnated, I’ll transform Dean back to normal, until then he’ll stay a Stallion. The good thing is, that he’ll not act like a human transformed into a horse, he’ll act like a normal horse, thanks to the animal mind being the dominant one. His horse instincts will guide him, and he’ll follow their lead without hesitation.’ Bruce and “Sahara” reach the gate on the other side of the pasture, the man opens the gate and leads the “mare” onto the field. He then takes the rope off of the “mare’s” neck, and gives her butt a light smack was he says, “off with you, girl,” and smiles as he watches “Sahara” give a snort and shakes her head, before walking off and starting to eat some grass. Bruce exits the pasture and closes the gate, ‘I hope the two will meet soon, I hope they will mate as soon as possible,’ with that the man heads back towards the main house, ‘now to think of an excuse to tell my wife where Dean is at and where the stallion has come from.’