I found myself for some unexplained reason calm about not being the person I was born and now standing on all fours a pony. I knew that it would be normal to be angry frightened and kicking wildly about, but I was calm. This seemed to be natural for me now and there was no reason to be upset.
A short swiggle of my mane from the doctor as he smiled at me saying, "I'm glad you have accepted this so well. It will make things much easier for you uptop once your mission has started. Now the Master has left me these instructions. Once inside the corral you may prance about as you deem fit. He reminds you not to let your beastial instincts drive you wild and start mounting all the mares in sight. Your direct mission is to entangle the thoughts of a Kenneth Rooste. Your sexual member must be displayed for the man and to let him touch, stroke, and fondle it as the man see's fit. As you will be calm a showing a willingness the man will long to suck the shaft. It is up to your ability to masterbate and fill him with the semen of the animal you now are! The inherent poisons in the semen will have a simular effect on Mister Rooste that it did for you. Once he has joined the animal kingdom the Master can begin his work on the man's wife and children. The second part of the Master's plan involves your direction of Mister Rooste to accept willingly the beastial life and drive all rational and moral thoughts from his weakened mind. Thirdly it must be kept in absolute secret your mental powers and will. If you are found out about the Master will send you directly to Hell without death. Body and soul in Hell is not a pleasent thought. I suggest you think hard on that till Kenneth Rooste comes around!" ordered the doctor.
Somehow all the orders stuck in my mind to the letter. I soon found myself standing naked as a pony stallion to the world at large. I snorted and whinnied as people and children petted my body. The once in a while feeling of a child or teenage girl stroking my sheath made me quickly erect. It was the teen girls who continued to stroke the shaft with fond hope of finding a man with a cock that large.
The actions of the mares and those kooky girls made staying away from the depths of sex a tough project. It was that very night as the Amusement Park was closing down that a girl names Susan came to fondle me one last time.
She was like Alexis a true knockout of a figure. I could not imagine why a girl looking like her would want to play with a pony's cock. I was sure she could find almost any true manly stud willing to fill her with their love. None-the-less she was laying below my belly and reaching her soft hands for my leathery sheath.
In a minute she had me stiff and long as a pony stallion so enjoys. Her nimble finger picked about the opening to my cock as if she were looking for something of value. I was getting excited standing there while she played with my most sensual part. A churning feeling up in my groin suggested a release of one hell of a load. The truth of my semen being poison to humans went around in my thoughts.
It was her quick action of gulping the flared glands into her mouth, and the feeling of a wet tongue tickling the cock end that sent the load on it's way.
I remember to this day her first groaning as the thick sticky globs of pony semen filled her mouth to bursting. The choking sound of her large swallows as she downed the load and prepared for what might cum next. My balls did as she was in hope of as they let loose a thinner load of semen chunks and plenty of kiquid cum. My big butt rocked back and forth as the load streamed from the end of my rock hard cock.
Again I saw the words of the Master reminding me not to let the animal sexual part of me run wild and screw up his bigger plans. Yet this was a trial run for me since I had held my ground all day with a corral full of horny mares in heat.
Susan sat up and licked the globs from her hands and face. She made it sound as if the stuff was a refined food for the rich and infamous. I stood still erect and wishing the cock would soon soften when a mare stepped up for her turn and began licking the hard shaft.
Remembering the warning I walked away from the mare as she whinnied in lust for me to mount. I stood to one side of the corral as Susan began to feel the trials to come of the semen poisons. She moaned much as I once did and began to mumble her words. Clenching her stomac she tried to throw up the contents of her stomac but the load remained stuck.
As the horse groom arrived at the corral near midnight poor Susan lay naked to the world and well on her way to be a cute Fjord mare.