An urge of for sexual release, a deep felt need. Sweat pours from my skin as I ache with sex aroused. The yellow smoke clears and I am looking eye to eye with the woman. She smiles and reaches out with some rope.
A soft calm voice she speaks as the ropes are laid over my head and around the face. Her arms are around my head and I feel the tightening of the ropes. Inward I think this should be strange contact but outwardly it's calm and natural.
"You and my Betty will work fine together. Once worked for a day she will accept your more personal attentions." She laughs and continues to touch me.
Pulling me I am led into the stall next to the horse. I turn to look at the woman. Words form in my head but nothing come out of my mouth.
"Ahh you wish to speak, well my boy words are nolonger the way a horse shows his needs."
The sudden realization I was standing on all fours. Looking down and back light fur covers my barrel like body. Hind quarters, horse like round down to hind legs, hocks, feet and hoofs.Uneasy I swish a short white tail over smooth well muscled buttocks.
Feathering hairs nearly cover my hoofs. White stocking hair shows on all four legs, I whinnie!
Turning to see the other horse my mind races and a smell of tensed need or want comes from her. She turns her rump toward me and tail set high and to one side offers me a close look at her vulva. Slick and moist the smell of her juices send my horse self to frenzie.
Stomping my hoofs I jiggle and jump in my stall. All this time the woman watches' and then speaks. "Calm my pretty's, let me introduce the two of you. This is Betty she came looking for farm work three months ago. I offered a job that had room and board only. Betty agreed, and since then she has worked well. She is a Halflinger mare, and after three months has come into heat."
Opening my wallet she pulls out my drivers license. "Betty this is Ronald Hanson he's visiting and lives in Michigan. He stands well as a stallion Halflinger stud. Even now his twenty inch horse cock aches for to be buried in your vagina. Betty whinnied very loud and long.
Yet the woman did not know the half of it. I was so horny my now horse cock stretched under my belly. Wagging it I bounced the member off my firm muscled belly. Although I could not see it the feeling of a flared rock hard penis was longing for the deep depths of Betty's sweet butt.
As all this happened the woman again spoke. "Be sure my friends that as stallion and mare the two of you are now property. Horses you are and horses you shall stay. I own your souls and my master gives me power to keep two people as animals."
The woman turns to a shelf on a barn post. Holding one hand out she pushes on something. Seeing her she has a glob of Vazeline horse care lotion. She knelt down outside of my stall. Reaching in she smooths the cream on my stiff aching cock.
With two hands wraped around my cock she strokes up and down. I feel panic and lust, desire and need. She traces the size and shape of my huge cock as her hands stroke.
I feel as if my groin is going to explode. My cock is so so so stiff and it feels like I'm cumming. More and more the sensual desire builds and builds as she keeps stroking.
I feel something put over the end of my cock and it feels so right. The seeds on my testicles rour down and out in surge after mighty surge. I breath heavy as the lust passes, tail flicks wildly and I want to jump over the rails of the stall a mount Betty.
"Fine just fine Ron you have now reformed to being a horse in body and desires. Tomorrow the two of you can pull my show wagon to the fair. The day after that I will let you mount Betty as much as she needs to be mated."
The woman walked out of the barn. My thoughts were short lived as horse feelings and lust took their place in my mind. Snorting, turning, sniffing, the air was alive with smells that with horse instincts gave meaning to each odor.