Frank and Sid had gotten up early to show his son the truth about the wand's power. After a long explanation which Frank junior denied as factual, Sid used the wand in a short spell changing the lad into a duplicate black Welsh pony stallion as his pet Stormy had been.
The spell was a simple one that if no problems arouse, Frank junior could stand on two legs for breakfast and know the truth.
Now the problem had occured! Sid and Frank stood in acknowledged terror of a spell turned to a curse. Franky had given in to the as yet unexplained transformation. His beastial instincts and the very sensualness of finding one's self naked and as an animal sent him into a high sexual state of mind.
Franky was very engroused in the mare's vulva with his long pony stallion's cock. Now as a moral free stallion the youth who to this day had never experianced sex, was now enthralled by desire.
"There's nothing the wand can do till Franky steps down off the mare. Even then the power of the wand is extremely limited once a virgin youth loses his purity to a rogue mare. I don't have a foggy idea if it can change him back to human or what could be done!" said Sid.
Frank junior's orgy continued for thirty minutes more and finally the hearty stallion stepped back letting his now soft cock slide like a big snake out of the crosseyed mare.
Frank walked up to the stallion and looking him in the face called out,"Frank if you can understand me shake your head a yes!"
Nothing happened the stallion still delighted with his slowly retacting cock offered no sign of intelligence.
Frank tried again and again but with no response.
Crying Frank sat down on a hay bale as his now equine son began to sniff the other mares along the stable isle.
Sid took command of the situation and pulled the unwilling stallion back into his box stall. Pointing the orbed wand at the beast he made a wish that Frank junior would again be a young man!
The pony began to shake his head up and down as though he know understood the men. Frank jumped up and asked so many questions that the pony cocked his head to one side, showing tilt!
Sid pushed Frank back and aiming the wand at the pony said, "I command that this pony become the young man he was yeasterday!"
The pony began to shake and fell down into the straw. Slowly he began to regain his human self till finally he lay face down and quiet in the straw.
Frank junior slowly raised his head and looked up at his Father and Uncle.
"Why Dad, why Uncle Sid, I was Stormy! I never felt so alive! Wow that was wild animal sex and it felt so, so good! Please don't leave me as your son let me go back, please let me go back to being Stormy!" said Frank junior pleadingly.
"Your my son Frank," spouted his Father still half in tears.
"You mean I was your son! Now, if Uncle Sid would say it I could become a strong Welsh pony stallion. Oh Dad I can't begin to explain the feeling of my hairy body, my tail, my mane, my wonderful big cock! If you were as those thieves in that story they would have told you I'm sure. Your Father didn't curse them into Percherons, he blessed them into being horses. Father no man alive once he became a horse or pony would ever want to go back to human life!" cried Franky.
"I'll get you some clothes," said Frank's Father, as he walked out of the stables.
Frank junior got up and stepped close to the stall side rail.
"Please Uncle Sid point it at me and let me go back to that heavenly form!" begged Franky.
Even as he thought of the dream world of being a stallion at stud he looked down and a smile spread across his face. Taking a big step backward the sight of his still pony stallion sheath, testicles, and stretching pony cock came into view of Sid and Franky.
"You lost your virgin self to that rouge mare, Nephew! I'm thinking that your tool will remain equine for the rest of your life. I don't begin to know or understand the total workings of the wand, but I can remind you that if you enjoy that mare once more a pony you will become for life, but gelded!" said Sid with a mean look.
Frank junior looked at the still dripping juices and semen from his wonderful encounter. Thinking of being a pony was just great but he wanted to be at stud! The thought of being a beast, pony, and gelding brought little passion. Thinking of such a loss made his cock soften and crawl back into his sheath.
Just then the sound of Frank approaching with a change of clothes.