Erin stood looking at his ever more quickly changing form. The passion of the previous night took a back seat to the realization of becoming an animal.
Fond memories of Mike the pony made the thoughts of becoming a stallion a little easier. Yet the thought of living in the cold damp stable was somewhat less thrilling. True enough the loss of all relationships with family and friends could be replaced by new conquests and many more mares.
This thought stopped him cold as he watched the mirror and saw his legs make the final changes to total pony form. It would be fun yet to enter the costume party like a stallion pony and be for sure the best costume there!