"Thanks Joey!" She said as she trotted over to the starting line. I had to say that she had the best chance of winning, she deffinetly was the most powerful looking horse morph on the starting line. As she got into position I could see her too tight shorts straining against her over sized bet very sexy equine butt. When the starter pistol fired Sara took off with blinding speed. She had no competition and easily won the race.
"My gosh, I never expected to be that fast." She said, as she trotted over to me.
"Well Arabians are probably one of the fastest breed of horse, heck just look how muscular you are." I responded, slapping her again on the butt, causing her to whiny with pleasure. We walked over to the side of the track.
"I know normally you slapping me on the butt would bother me, but now with this horse form I really like it." She got down on all fours and began to munch idily on the grass, as she did this I begang to pet, and scratch her, and do all the normal things you would to to a real horse. When she finished she stood up. Just then another girl (At least what used to be a girl) came running up to Sara.
"Hey Sara were going to have a party at my house, do you want to come girls only, but if you want to come Joey feel free." I finnaly figured out who the girl was, her name was Rachel Morland, a close friend of both Sara and I, she looked like a medium sized white and brown quarter horse, and she now also sported a very large sheath, which was easily visibly under her skin tight shorts.
Sara piped up, "Sure, count me and Joey in!"
"By the way Joey, Janice is coming too, and I know all about that crush you have on her." She let a out a slite whiny/giggle and then left. I had always liked Janice, she had very blonde hair, and good sized tits, she always wore very tight pants and a revealing top. She was also on the track team, and I had to wonder what she looked like now. I figured I would tell her about the ring, she would probably be more than happy to offer some suggestions on what to do.
"Alright Joey now that we are going to the party I'll have change," She got on all fours again, "Hop on my back and we'll get their in no time." I hopped on her back, and we made our way back to her house.
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When we got to her house Sara ran upstairs quickly in in a few minutes came back down wearing slinky tank top and a tight pair spandex pants, they were so small a good portion of of her large horse shaft stuck out.
"Alright lets go." she said, but just as we were getting up, her dad came bargine in.
"Where are you two going?" he said in a very grumpy tone.
"To a party." Sara retorted, she had definetly gained some confidence since she was now about 3 inches taller than her father, and could easily take him in a fight thanks to her newfound equine muscles
"No, your staying here, no daughter of mine is going to a party, especially dressed like that!" He than began to lecture Sara about the 'dangers' of partys. Then Sara leened over and said.
"Maybe if you would come to one of these parys you could see that how fun they are." She said.
"I agree with Sara Uncle Mike, but maybe I could help make it so that no one even knows you were at the party, I wish you would become......."