Lingering magical haze remained, leaving some of what became of Mitch as drying on the stall floor. Billy saw what he wondered if it were his friend, Mitch crying, screaming as Mr. Perth made of the friend to melt, sucked up his horse cock, the essence of Mitch becoming again as semen. It was the haze of change that lingered there, more than enough magic to make something happen.
Happen it did, as Billy walked past the stall the sensation there in the air as if filled with static electric charges, all Billy needed to do was ground himself, and doing so, he felt too the surge of change.
Dull suddenly of all senses, and feeling a need to exit the barn, Billy went outside, he standing in the corral, felt the warm sunshine on his broader back. He saw a black mare there, she as well feeling the magical haze acted as if horny. He looked at what she exposed for him, and felt horny too, looking to anyone as just another horny stud