Sam was impressed by the show, it really looked like that man had sunk into that horse! And with no pyrotechnics!
"You want to volunteer? I'm sure that the herd here could use another addition?" asked the magician.
Sam smiled, not sure where this was going. "Sure, what's the harm?"
He no sooner said that than he felt a strange pulling sensation that started in his ears, then started to move all over his body. He could actually feel his ears swivel around at the sound of the nearby people gasping. Looking down at himself, he struggled to get his belt loose as his gut got larger and larger. It seemed like it was taking forever, even if it was taking only a few seconds.
He barley had the belt off when his shirt ripped open, showing fur covered skin. His hips shifted and he fell to all fours, whipping his new tail around. Nearly panicked, he breathed in deeply though his new nose while looking in terror at the magician. What the hell?! This wasn't a trick, he was a horse!!
He sensed the attention of the stallion behind him, and in seconds he realized that he was no longer a he, but rather a young filly in season. He turned to run, but as fast as the fear had risen up in her, she felt it drain away. She was a filly, in her first heat, so of course she'd love the attention of a viral stallion.
She gamely lifted her tail, and the stallion reared up and slid over her back, filling her need.
**
I watched the new horse for a moment to make sure there were no additional changes that I needed to make. Once I made Sam comfortable with her new form, she was pleased as she could be with the sex. In no time, she'd be a fine brood mare.
I turned my attention to Sams friend, who had tried to warn him away before I'd stolen his voice. "That wasn't very nice," I admonished, "Your friend is so much happier now. Perhaps I should punish you in some way for interfering..."