As the woman kept rubbing me, I couldn’t help stiffen even more. My cock-body grew further out of its sheath, until I was completely erect. My mind clouded as my horse-owner became increasingly excited to the Lady’s touch. I felt my legs, now enormous horse-testicles, churn with cum ready to explode.
“Oh ,you seem to like this, my dear,” she laughed. “Good. Because you’re going to be a stallion’s cock for quite some time.”
At that moment, I didn’t care and lost myself in being a cock; stroked and pleasured. Then I orgasmed violently, hot cum flooding through and out of me like a hose. It seemed to go on forever, erasing my thoughts, my dreams, my fears. I almost forgot who I was, almost settling into my new existence as the pony’s dick.
When it was over, my body grew limp and shortened slowly. The warm darkness of the horse’s sheath wrapped around my head and face, smothering me in musky flesh. Outside, I could hear the Lady laughing. “Enjoy your new life, Dick-tective.” Then she walked away and it was quiet.
The warm sheath around my helpless body made being a cock overwhelmingly pleasant. I knew if I orgasmed again, my mind would become increasingly cocklike. Soon, I’d just be a useless piece of flesh between the horse’s legs. I had to act fast if I didn’t want to be a dick the rest of my days.
Focusing my telepathic powers, I tried to communicate with Chuck. It wasn’t very easy, but I soon convinced him to help me. I was frightened because his mind was becoming more horse than man and he wanted me to be his fat cock. Even the thought of me being between his legs sent shivers through his flanks, which, of course, made me stiffen and thicken slightly. Time was running out for me.
The Lady had left the fence-door open, so it was easy enough for Chuck to back out of it and exit the barn. The motion of him walking excited me, and soon enough, my thickening cock-body popped out of its sheath. I kept instructing him where to go telepathically, but it was hard work.
We got to my car, where I got him to lay on his side behind it. My cockhead was out far enough for me to see the trunk. With all my effort, I used what little telekinetic power I had to pop the trunk. Inside was my bag of tricks; including a bag of counterspell dust. If I could just lift it out and onto me, I could become human again.