She really ought to be horrified by this, she knew. Having been turned into a mare and impregnated by a stallion, it was downright unthinkable! Nevertheless, she felt nothing but satisfaction at providing her mate with a foal. Sure, he had probably sired many foals in his time, but had he ever done so with a crown prince? Er, princess? Whatever.
Feeling a kick in her belly, she knew her time was close. How long had it been since they started this journey? She had lost all sense of time, her days being filled with sex and the great outdoors. Even the dramatic upheaval of her own kingdom seemed a distant dream. She never even knew who had been behind the rebellion in the first place or whether the rebels had succeeded in taking over completely.
Oh well, she only hoped her family was alright. And Anya. Hm, maybe she ought to start heading to the Copperstone territory. Now and then, she told herself that, but her stallion would nuzzle her or mount her, sending her mind into a pleasant fog that would last for days.
Lost in her thoughts, Jasper mindlessly followed her stallion until they emerged from the trees right into a rebel camp! The stallion had been attracted to the smell of food coming from a corral where a dozen other horses were being kept.
Suddenly aware of their situation, Jasper turned to go only to see the way back being blocked by several surprised men. Her mate obliviously began munching on the oats in a nearby feed bucket.
"What have we here!" One of the men asked, rubbing his hands together. "A couple of fine horses have wandered into our camp. What a stroke of luck!"
"Soon to be a trio, judging by the little missy here," another man chuckled, gesturing towards Jasper. "I'd say these two have been on their own since the tyrant's fall. Abandoned by fleeing nobles, perhaps."
"It's a good omen for our cause, I say. We've been holding this camp for months with no word from the capital," the first man said. "Maybe, our side has finally won!"
He approached the stallion and easily slipped a bridle over his nose. The horse, having grown up among humans, took this in stride, just happy to get some free food.
Jasper cursed inwardly. It served her right for blindly following a dumb animal. A dumb sexy animal and father to her child. She knew she could not bring herself to leave him. So, when another man came up to her with another bridle, she allowed herself to be captured and led into the corral with the other horses. (Who's the dumb animal now?) She thought morosely.
When food was offered, she accepted it. No sense in going hungry. Then, one of the rebels came alongside her and began to brush her down, getting the loose twigs and tangles out of her fur and mane. It felt nice. These might be rebels, but they knew how to treat a horse. Of course, she had no intention of staying. The first chance she got, she would make her escape and take her stallion with her. She just needed to bide her time.
Soon...