There was a moment of confusion. There is only one creature in the
men's shower room. It is a centaur. The centaur trots out of the
shower room and into the mirrored sink area to see what happened. It
pulls back with a start. The centaur no longer has Shawn's torso. It
is a hairy bearded torso, and its hair coloring has changed.
"I'm a horse of a different color?" the centaur asks. It answers
itself, "Shawn, you idiot what have you done now. Maybe the Polo
Master can set things right. Let's get down there right away."
You realize you're no longer the horseshoes. You're in the centaur
body with Shawn and Kyle. The bickering souls don't notice you as they
fight to control the body. Your own spell causes you to be what's
needed - and they don't need you now. You hoped for a second that you
would become the Polo Master, but the centaur needed to flick a fly
and now your intellect resides in the horse's ass swatting flies.
As the centaur gallops toward the fieldhouse, a herd of wild centaurs
is driven from the wood and toward the fieldhouse corral. The polo
wizards are throwing lassos, and one slips over your centaur neck. You
are drawn out of the nether regions of the centaur and into the mind.
Who are you, screams Shawn, and Kyle's mind screams, what the f---
Both are relegated to your nether regions. You are the centaur, their
minds merely passengers. The lad at the end of the rope needs a wild
centaur to capture, break and train, and you need to be his new
centaur. You snarl and roar, and struggle, but you know you must lose.
You must be his centaur, and he must ride you in the polo tournament.
Two hours later, your new owner Dale Clydesdale is currying you and
feeding you oats. You're still wild and incoherent, but you're
tolerating him, as he expects. You must live up to expectations.
"Clydesdale, it's too bad you can't change into a centaur with a name
like that," says the Polo Master with a sigh, "But Kyle apparently was
not able to convince his room mate to let him ride him, since neither
of them showed up. Of the wild centaurs we caught today, yours seems
to be the best trained so far. Do you think you could have him in
shape for Friday's game? You'll be riding in Kyle's position."
Oh great, mopes Kyle's intellect from your rear.
"Well, I'm not sure. Maybe? I suppose it might be. I don't want to
geld it, but that might be necessary. Do you think?" Dale asks.
Shawn retracts your cock and balls as close to your horse body as he
can. He is terrified. Kyle psychically glares at him. Shawn shouts
back mentally, don't you get it? If the centaur is castrated the
transformation is irreversible.
Idiot, you mean you could have reversed this and didn't?
Well, I'm not exactly sure. I thought I'd swap bodies with you. I
didn't expect to be merged with you and some other guy. Who is that
guy anyway? I thought we were alone in the restroom? It's a proximity
swap spell, if I can figure out why it went wrong, I should be able to
reverse it - as long as we remain unaltered.
Okay, if we work together maybe we can regain control.
"We'll see, if he lets you ride him today. If he does he can keep his
balls," the Polo Master replied.
Thoughts race at the speed of light.
The necessity spell keeps Kyle & Shawn from regaining control and
makes you easier to train. You quickly bond with Clydesdale. He tells
his centaur a secret.