Barrett realized his place in a world left dark and stinking, he first thought it a mistake, his ending up a draft horse penis for what he did changing his own mother into a stallion horse. He knew a lot about the Chronivac program and of what he had it set at, a year, 365 days and nights of his parents being draft horses, but never had he planned or thought of being for mom her penis.
His first thoughts about being what he became were of revolting, the vile flavor of urine and semen stayed with him, in what was as his mouth.
The first few days he knew everything of what happened to and with him, finding some of the lurid pleasures as just that, pleasurable. However, as days became weeks he never realized his alert mental state as dwindling, and it was, as by three months being a dangling cock-head, like all dick-heads, he became quite ignorant of his surroundings. Time did the rest, and after uncounted numbers of mounted insertion matings of mares, she who was his mother become stallion host, had an obedient male organ, both having learned to like what they had become.
Day 365 of the pre-programed transformation should have caused a reformation of the human forms, it worked for he who the father, but his dear wife felt to want to make a change, and want was a prescribed requirement for the program to return a changed person to their original form.
Finding himself naked and human, there in a circus tent surrounded by huge horses, a nervous man scrambled about, he looking for some clothing and with the thought to find where was his home.
Mon and Barrett felt neither a wish to be anything other than of what they became, and without that urge to be their selves, she as did her son remained together, inseparable, one using the other to gain sexual satisfactions she never knew from that foolish man she married.