Mr. Hopper ran down the stalls isle to where Mason had run. Snorting the colt stood wide eyed and looking very upset. The colt began to walk in a circle till it collapsed to the floor.
"I can understand why you are upset about your sons being ignorant rams, but what I can't figure is why you are taking the change to a horse so easy?" said Hopper.
Closing the stall door the Orderly and Hopper walked of talking about Mason and his easy attitude. "Strange for a happy family man to accept an animal's form with such ease and not fighting to remain human. It is not normal for a person to accept such a radial lifestyle change, let alone diet!" argued Mr. Hopper to himself.
Mason continued to lay on his side in the straw piled on the barn floor. Little could he explain his personal lust to be and enjoy a life simular to one of his beloved Belgian's. Mason being alone with his two horses often stroked Morgan's solid cock when he aired it out. Betty had the neatest manner toward anybody touching her or even once he mounted and enjoyed her time in heat.
As the apple farmer he was his tastes leaned toward eating everything other than meat. Now his general diet was of grains and hay. The crunching of grain into a paste with his flat teeth came easy, but hay was drier and caused him to choke. As yet Mr. Hopper thought him to weak to venture out and try to graze with the other horses. Although the idea of standing naked, a horse, and grazing seemed just so perfect to him!
The body hairs would catch any breeze and offer ripples of sensual delight. Mason's muscular body which gave him a feeling of such youthful strength, was truly unlike his fourty year old human body.
The best thing he so enjoyed was not to need clothes. Mason always felt so confined when he wore clothes. It was rare for him to be able to stand or lay naked in the sun. He would sometimes enjoy a hour to himself sunning in the buff as his horses grazed nearby.
A freedom of his horse body and the fact that humans didn't give a care much about a horse dropping his fire hose in public. It was fun to walk about with his horse cock waving back and forth as he walked. The sensual feeling of wind flicking his mane hairs and flowing about his tail made him shiver.
The moments of terror when he saw his two human sons reduced to rams was now past and he was enthrawled with his sensualness.