Matt awoke the next day, at least happy that now he reach the floor without jumping off the litter. He thought
that since yesterday he must be returning to his natural age just like Jack. Speaking of Jack he didn't return
on all the night.
He was hungry, the day before he was on constant guard trying not to get violated by some random feral
inmates, or the allegedly harmless missing-links, that he didn't have a lot of time to scavenge for food.
Today however he was schedule to be in the Farm. If was going to be into hard labor at least they would feed
him.
After a while the guards came to take him into the strange room again. And soon the projector displayed
another movie.
"Greetings inmate, today you have been schedule for the first time into Thorback Farm Section. Now let tell
you that in this section of the facility is where all the food of the inmates is harvested, with the exception
of the Jungle inmates of course, so is of special necesecity that you get familiar with the operations on the
Farm. Normally the non-lifetime inmates are assigned either Agriculture or Barn labors, but you will do half
of both today."
There was a pause again in the video before it resumed.
"Since the readings in your collar signal that you're famish, you will start with the Barn labors."
And like the last time the projector disappeared into the wall before it started working. Matt razionalized
that they where only going to return him to his proper age, or perhaps older, since as a little kid he
wouldn't be able to do as much work.
Indeed he was getting bigger, and older, and soon he was his old fourteen-year-old self, for the most part,
his pubes didn't return. But the machine didn't stop there soon he felt a pain in his groin, and his balls
started to swell to the actual size of volleyballs, the same with his penis that began to enlarge and engorge
until it was one foot and a half long and three inches wide. Now his limbs were getting the same pain, while
they distorted their original shape, and in a quick movement his knees and elbows bend in the opposite
direction. Soon he was on all fours, finally at the end of his back a bovine tail erupted to crown his
transformation.
"Whaaaaaa...aaaah...Wuahhat huuu... huuuppann?!" he tried to speak but found it rather difficult.
Unlike the last time, a guard came to him, he again tried to escape but his new limbs found him landing on his
engorged jewels.
"Whahhaaaaaaaaaaa!" Cried in pain. The guard simple approached him and secure it by the collar. He also
produced a gag-ball which quickly put in place.
"There, that's better." Said while he lead Matt out of the barn and unto the facilities of the Farm, and by
every stretch of the imagination it looked like a farm, there was a barn, silos, and of course the labor force
on the fields. Still to Matt his current transformation crippled him worst than before.
"Well boy, or cowboy as we affectionally call you. You might wonder what the bloody hell happened to you. I
heard you where in the Jungle before, well things are different around here. Here we expect you to work. And
you are no difference. Well, since you are taking a helluva time to learn how to be a quadruped, and I'm kinda
contractually obligated to, let me explain you about the Farm. First of we are the Farmers, and by we, I mean
the guards, you the inmates would be the cattle, but I'm getting ahead of myself." said while leading him to a
fence where some bodies move inside.
"First the Lifetime inmates on the farm have it quite easy, depending on your definition of the word also. Of
course we tried to reserve this fate to the worst criminals on our facility. We call them Pigs" Matt got
close, but his nose told him to get the fuck away, since the stench were revolting. It turns out to be a pig
pen, for people, there the inmates in their almost unchange bodies, the ears and the nose the shape of a pig
and a curly tail, where rolling on their own shit, while trying to sink their heads on the slop while tainting
it with the feces. All the while shitting and rolling. Matt would trow up right their if it wheren't for the
gag.
"Disgusting, isn't it. And you know the worst part. They're just as disgusted as you or me, their nose and
taste buds are actually enhanced... look that one is trowing up too." And surely it was, but it wasn't the
worst some of the other pigs that couldn't get to the slob actually were fighting to eat the regulgitated
material. "Man that's gross. But they have no choice, they're striked with a maddening hunger. Their skin was
also made more resistant but more sensitive also, meaning they don't actually get burned from the sun but they
are compulsive trying to cooldown, and the only cool stuff in here is well... but don't think we do it without
a reason, their and your shit is used to power some kind of generator or something like that."
"You will be a Pony later this evening so I might as well set you up in your stall." He was instructed into
the barn. The smell was barely more tolerable that on the Pigpen. He was latter strapped into a stall, so he
couldn't move. Then his gag was removed but it was replaced with a feeder. Some sort of grains were forced
into his mouth.
"If you wonder why you couldn't talk before is because your throat were modificated to better fit this
dohicky. Now relax eat, shit and oh I almost forgot." said while holding an oversized cow milker that were
soon obvious of its purpose.
"UUhhhhhhhmm" tried to yell Matt when the machine strapped to him started to stimulate him.
"Your balls were modified also to create an enriched solution of proteins., and let me tell you kid, even if
you enjoy this part believe me soon it would be your worst nightmare. " Said the farmer while leaving Matt in
his stall. But far from enjoying it Matt were left with the most awful sensation of quasi-climax.
After six hours he was relieved of his duties as a Cowboy, but lead again into the chamber. This time he
regained his posture, but was left with the hind-legs of a horse, and his cow tail mutated to match his new
hooved complexion. Also all the sexual craze he felt before vanished. In fact he felt no sexual drive
whatsoever, the process had for all purpose neuter-him.
Soon he found himself doing the hard labor work in the farm, along with other Ponies under the vigilance of
the Farmers. By the end of the day, they return him his lower half to normal, almost dragging Matt back to his
cell.
Jack was already there, but fast sleep. Soon he did likewise, hoping his next day wouldn't be as traumatic.