I watched as Dylan's body underwent significant changes.
His muscles got a workout first. Before my eyes, he grew stronger until he had a six pack and well defined arm and leg muscles.
At first, his skin seemed to be darkening. It was then then I realized that Dylan was sprouting soft brown hair all over his body!
"Dylan, what..."
Dylan's manhood started to lengthen and boy did it ever lengthen! I watched with a mix of horror, jealously and curiousness as it grew to three times its length and double its width!
"Wow, I ... what's happening to me?" Dylan yelled.
The brown hair had nearly covered his body. I could still see his muscles under it.
"Arg, my feet!"
Looking down at his feet, I saw that his nails were growing over them and turning black. His feet were even arching up!
"My face!" Dylan now yelled.
I watched as Dylan's face began to pull out. I saw it was growing longer. Not only that but his hair was receding everywhere but the center of his head.
Dylan had taken the term 'hung like a stallion' too far, he was turning into a horse!
I knew that a full grown horse would never fit inside my room. I had to think fast.
"I wish we were in a large open field with no humans but myself around," I said.
The world around us went white. It felt like I was floating for a few seconds. I have to admit that I closed my eyes. I didn't open them until I felt soft grass under my back.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that we were now in an open field, just as I'd wished. It was cool outside.
I admit that being naked outside had me feeling a little frisky.
Turning to Dylan, I saw that he was now looking at his hands as best as he could. His nails were covering his hands and turning dark black. His chest was barreling out and he seemed to be losing his balance!
I saw his manhood standing there between what were becoming hind legs.
"I'm turning into a horse," Dylan said. His voice was deeper.
I wanted to help him. Unfortunately, my current frisky mood clouded my judgment.
"I wish for Dylan to enjoy this transformation," I said.
"What are you. Oh yes," Dylan said.
Dylan finally lost his balance and fell onto what were now four hooves with a clomping sound. His face grew increasingly longer. I saw something poking its way from above his rear end. Dylan was growing a tail.
Walking over to Dylan, I petted his face as it completed its changed into the face of a horse. Dylan started sniffing me with his large nose.
I chanced a gaze between his legs to see that his manhood was still fully erect. By now, his tail was fully grown and swishing back and forth.
Dylan tried to say something to me but could only neigh.
It seemed to be done, Dylan was a horse.
What sort of trouble had I gotten us into?