Just like magic, what Rasputin had caused to demean and destroy, became again for Hank as his fervent delight for living the lifestyle as a stallion. He recalled happy thoughts of where the powerful Tome structured a specified, seven hundred term of imprisonment, and Rasputin merged then to reside as the vulva of a jennet mule sucking many a horse cock; that this caused Hank to chuckle.
The Tome enacted for Hank all of what he had requested to create a perfect existence for him as a stallion. Cindy was again there to offer her sensual self as practice and a method for relieving meager anxieties either she or Hank endured. The two were perfect for each other in so many ways, that Hank, when anybody from the farm were not looking, the mating session with Cindy would last through continuing orgasm and climaxes, as from hours of pleasure seeking left both mates feeling vanquished of any desire.
Hank thought of Cindy as if she were his mating trainer, he mounted her with relative ease, as from their height as equal, the blind aim of presenting his cock to her lusty vulva enhanced the joy felt when thrusting. An aura of pleasure gifted to any mare by Hank when present and/or close, filled as specified by the Tome, according included any female. Rene, her blessed mother, niece cousins, girlfriends visiting the farm; and the occasional woman owner of a perspective mare for Hank to breed, all felt that sensually arousing aura.
The Aura itself a magical spirit directed by the Tome held to directives mandated of how to manage the effects it caused. Hank felt his aura as well, mostly from what he enjoyed from mating, but in addition, the passions mares or women became inspired when seeing the sheer length, girth, and bestial contour of his cock-head.
Something that Hank did not notice was how the Aura enhanced for Hank and the mare the sensation of a stallion thrusting, by contorting the cock end-gland to spread wider, or implode forming an erotic, mushroom shape, stiff cap for raking of vaginal walls during entrance and thrusts. Unbeknown by Hank, but mattering upon the height or general size of any mare he was to breed; his cock length would vary, as assure his thrusts could not injure a small size mare. This variation of cock girth and length dealt with Hank and his sexual aura of similar erotic plans Rasputin plagued the morals Hank retained. More often, when feminine friends of Rene came for a visit to the farm; Hank gained hands-on attention, and lewd caressing of his soft sheath, large scrotum, and the full length of his erect cock.
Hank, although pleasured and pleased from how females found him as sexually attractive; he never allowed any human female to tempt him into an act of bestiality. As some women coaxed the Dale stallion as close to being tempted to what he knew was wrong; the mentality of Hank prevailed as he would turn and walk away.
Rene had noted how her friend’s sex appeal went wild when they were near, within fifty feet from her stud-pet Henry. Finally, she posed the question to her talk-capable pony. “Henry…, yes please, do come closer, we don’t want anyone else to know you can speak. Ah…, er-ah, oh, oh, oh my, as what is that I feel when we are close?
Why do I feel suddenly as highly allured, my vagina aroused, as shivers run the length of my spine?
I was as witness to what my friend Courtney tried doing when she entered your stall. I never expected her to strip naked, and beckon of you to giving a licking to her labia; especially considering how you backed away from her. I watched as she with two fingers did fuck herself and try then to anoint each of your nostrils with her sexual scent.
When I saw how fast your cock dropped and became fully erect, I expected that Courtney would feel the pain of its entering; but you then masturbated!
Four thick ropes of your semen streamed forth, plastering Courtney about her face, hair, and chest.
I stood in silent horror seeing my good friend begin licking, ingesting orally your spent semen. She knelt before you, was pleading for you to mate with her; she had an idea to using hay bales where she would lie, legs spread, and her hands to guiding into her your cock. Stunned, I stood and watched you lean then forward, and snorted, giving Courtney the best hot blowing she ever enjoyed. Yet, you came no closer, your cock withered, and returned to its sheath. You turned and strolled slowly out the barn, along the lane, and joined Cindy who was grazing peacefully.
Why if you’re a stallion, do you not act accordingly to how any male, human or animal react to a woman throwing her body before you?
Hank as Henry stood eyeing his lovely owner, he so loved her more when she came close to him, she feeling then as aroused. “You are asking of why with Courtney or you dear Rene, when I become taunted by her or your feminine presence, do I not react beast like, me thinking with my big balls; well I only feel lusty, mating passion for those females of my equine species. If I did as Courtney maneuvered me to want for her bodily, such would be immoral bestiality, and sinful. You feel it now or when coming near to me, when grooming me; it is an aura of lust my body broadcasts, a gift for drawing close to me the mares being at peace, they turn and become willful for me to mount, mate, and breeding.
He, she or it what gifted me to become as equine, has enhanced me with an aura what effects any female. This gift was two-fold in that the Aura makes my mating of mares both safe from injuries, and easy for me to court, mount, join, and breed. An additional endowment from this sensual aura is how it would affect you, as my owner and friend. Therefore, when you or Courtney approaches me closer than fifty feet away, my aura does to her or you the same aroused sensations felt by a perspective mare.
Different in many ways of how my aura affects you, as my Rene knows me better and respects me as would you to a knowledgeable individual. Courtney thinks of me to be a handsome stallion animal, while she feels aroused, made willing, wanting her body to be as acceptable for being bred. The aura blinds Courtney from thinking her actions as bestial; she thinks as would a mare feeling her estrus.
However, and know this as a warning; if I were to desire mating with per-say Courtney, and we successfully mated, as my semen met her egg-ovum, a conformation then happens, as my semen impregnates, begins a slow physical transition of human female to become as equine a mare. This would happen if I were to agree doing such a sinful act; but my doing, mating with a woman would change my future greatly.
Enough said, so when you come close, then yes I feel and show how aroused you make me, just from being nearby. Your friend Courtney shall need deal with my denial of her more sensual intentions. Do not inform her of my identity, or that I am capable to speak my mind. You must promise me this sacred trust, and if as Stalin once said, “Promises are like pie crusts, both are broken,” then my aura shall damn Courtney, as she becomes then a gelded, male, Mule.
She can eat me ejaculated semen all she likes, but putting me inside a breeding pen and she masturbating me, sucking my cock, the aura culminates the same judgment; and your friend becomes equine, as male, and a Mule soon to being gelded.
There is nothing m…m… more pitiful than seeing as hearing an aroused, as gelded male mule braying the sensed reality that it cannot ejaculate from its hard-on cock!