Ken found himself by chance a teenage boy. Yet Ken had spent a year or two locked up in the world of a sheath.
Sniff, a long breath of fresh air. It was such a pleasure to breath clear air rather than burried in musky, urined, dusty, stench. Free and yet Ken had learned to feel attached to his horse self too.
As Ken turned to walk toward the gate a small pony came near. Seeing the boy/pony he turned to pet it's mane. The pony looked up with sad eyes and lifted a fore leg as to beg. Ken felt some compassion, looking down he held the chain. "Since you ask nice! I will give you a chance to regain your human self. Hmmm, A gelding you are no more, a stallion horse you will grow to become. Then if as a stallion you don't have sex with any mares for six months, then you will return to your human self."
"Yet have sex once and the stallion's life is your to keep. If you regain your former self and come here to see your friend, the big black cock there. I will curse you to join him as one, now good luck!"
Why Ken's attitude was becoming so harsh toward the innocent boys even Ken did not understand.
As Ken walked away from the loud whinnies of a pony growing to stallionhoed, strange thoughts ran in his mind. Ken had never been a person to hold a grudge. Yet deep feeling of beastial hate toward family and others was boiling inside.
Walking alone and heading toward the town of Parchment, a feeling of power swelled. "I can do anything to anybody, he thought."
Just then a car pulled up next to him and the driver offered Ken a ride. Ken stood in awe as he remember his ole' mother's warning about hitchhiking.
"What the heck, Ken thought." Getting in he thought as a man but was indeed a teenage boy.
"Where you off to kid, said a 30 some year old man looking rather dusty and unshaved."
"I need to find a place to live, ahh I ran away from home and I...."
A long list of fabracation flowed and a story was born. Fate can be strange and also fate can turn on those who change the fates' of others.
"You can stay at my house till you find what's right for you, Ok!"
This sounded good and yet there was a funny sound to this offer. The vehicle drove down a paved dead end road and at the end turned into a small old green house.
"Damn it, Ken said aloud as he saw the front of the farm that he had spent two years knowing as a horse cock." He also would be able to watch his cockey friend enjoy himself, and a young stallion control his sex life.