Ben considered a Clydesdale, but didn't know if the floor of his room could support that weight. To be on the
safe side, he decided to go with a Shetland Pony initially, and he set the duration for 1 day. He also set the
adjustments so everyone would find it normal that he was a Shetland Pony Centaur. His stomach rumbled and
cramped as it grew new chambers. He belched, and discovered he was now chewing cud. He then noticed the
flashing red icon at the left bottom of the screen.
"This adjustment requires reality parameters be redefined. WARNING: THIS IS A GLOBAL MODIFICATION, WHICH
REQUIRES A MINIMUM DURATION OF ONE YEAR."
"A Shetland Centaur for a year?" Ben said, as he reached for the controls, "I'd better change this."
But the keyboard vanished as did the Chronivac and his whole room. He was now standing in a paddock. He
didn't feel any different. He walked toward the gate, but he froze when he heard and felt his hoof strike the
ground. He looked down and he looked around. There was a mirror propped nearby. He had the torso of a midget
or dwarf sticking out of a Shetland pony's neck. He let out a loud, "Neigh-oooo!"
He heard hooves and looked up. Over the rail a full-sized Centaur trotted up. He had the body of a
Clydesdale, and the ripped torso to match.
"Say, Ben, are you up to a little stallion play?" he asked. He added, "They've locked up all the mares until
they give birth, and I'm still friggin' horny." He looked both lusty and desperate.
"Maybe?" Ben said as knowledge of his new reality filled his mind. The hairy bearded Centaur was Nick Danville
from school. He was a top jock, but he'd been sent to juvie for drugs, and rumor had it that he had been made
a short Mexican gangbanger's bitch while there. Ben added, "Now, Nick, go strap yourself in the mare's
breeding harness, and I'll be over in a few minutes."
Nick's face looked crestfallen. He lowered his head, and then slowly he clomped away, but he said, "Yes, sir,
Ben, sir."
The new reality rewrote the memory of Hector raping Nick. Now 19 year old Nick had been topped by a half
burro, half Mexican while at Juvie. He had committed the crime when he was 17, but been convicted and shipped
to juvie when he was 18. Hector was in Juvenile Detention until he was 25, and he was already 22 when Nick
arrived. So now 19, Nick was completing his senior year. Ben grinned. It wasn't exactly what he had
expected, but he was going to enjoy riding Nick's ass. He wondered if Nick would have been this easy in the
unaltered world.
He trotted out of the paddock and toward the breeding stall where Nick was strapping himself into the mare's
harness.