You stare at the bridle laying on the broken on the counter for quite a while before your curiosity gets the
better of you. You reach over and pick it up, feeling its rubbery straps and rubbing it between your fingers.
Part of your mind is saying to put it down and that this is a really bad idea, but the other part of your
brain is too curious.
Taking a deep breath you try to slip the bridle over your head but with its broken strap you can't even get it
to stay and decide to take it off before even really putting it all the way on. You put it back on the counter
and look at it. You really want to try it back on to see what happens but can't help but worry that if you
repaired the strap, you might not be able to get it back off.
After a few more minutes of quiet contemplation, you decide to tie the strap together, after all, you managed
to get it off the first time fairly easy, you could do it again. You pick up the bridle and set about tying
the broken strap into a knot. As you pull the knot tight you are amused to see the latex strap shimmer a bit
and fuse together, the knot flattening out. Making the strap unbroken and making the bridle usable.
You pick up the now repaired bridle and stare at it in your hands, you mind is at war with itself. Part is
saying to try it on and the other saying to get as far away as you can. After a brief moment of indecision,
you swallow hard and slip the bridle over your head. You can feel the latex straps around your head and then
feel the cold metal bit on your lips. You pause briefly and then open your mouth, allowing the bit to enter
your mouth. You taste the metallic bit in your mouth, but you can't focus on it too long because the latex
bridle almost immediately tightens around your head.
Suddenly the part of your brain that was telling you that it was a bad idea asserts itself along with a
feeling of fear. You can't imagine what made you think this was a good idea. Instinctively, you reach up and
try to pull the bridle off but as you grab the straps all that happens is they melt in your hands and coat
them in black shiny latex, you pull your hands away, feeling the bridle still firmly secured to your head,
which is now slowly being covered by white latex.
You feel the latex spread over your ears and begin to reshape them into horse ears. You can also feel the
latex on your hands spreading up your wrists. Looking at your hands you see them coated in black latex which
slowly hardens into hooves. Suddenly your vision goes black as your head is covered in white writhing liquid
latex.
Fear grips you as you try to shake the latex off your head, you have a strange feeling in your face as it
begins to reform into a horse's muzzle, your nostrils growing in size and your face elongates into a fully
formed muzzle. You manage to open your eyes but everything is blurry due to your eyes being repositioned on
your head.
You feel the latex slide down your neck, which stretches into that or a horse, and back as the latex on your
arms covers your shoulders and chest. You feel your arms begin to reshape into the forelegs of a horse. As the
latex on your front meets the latex on your back, you know look like a white latex horse above the waist and a
human below it.
You let out a soft moan, which sounds more like a whinny, as the latex slides over your cock and butt. A
building pressure in your rear alerts you to the fact that a tail has erupted from your tail bone. You begin
to freak out, but you're quickly cut short as you are overwhelmed by sense of pleasure as your dick is coated
and reshaped by the latex into a horse's equivalent. As the latex begins its descent on your legs you feel
your midsection fill out and become that of a horse.
Feeling dizzy you have trouble standing on two feet as your body becomes more suitable for 4 legs instead of
two. You try in vain to fight it, to stay upright, but quickly fall forward, your two front hooves hitting the
ground with a loud *clomp*
You feel the latex creep down your legs and over your feet. The shiny white latex changing to a black color as
it covers your feet. Your lets reform as you feet stiff and are molded in hooves.
You stand there, on four hooves, for a moment, taking in what just happened. You try to walk, your hooves
clomping on the tile floor as you do. Considering you've only been on hooves for a few minutes, you seem to be
able to walk rather naturally. In fact, everything about this form seems natural to you. You walk around your
kitchen almost in a daze until you hear a sound in the doorway. You turn your head around and see the wolf
standing there smiling.
You suddenly snap out of your daze and realize the gravity of your predicament. You try to yell at the wolf,
to tell it to leave, but all that comes out is a angry sounding whinny. The wolf merely smiles, showing its
sharp teeth, but doesn't move.
You stand there and stare at the wolf, but as time progresses, you begin to calm down.
"Why am I so afraid of my master?" You think to yourself, "wait!? Master?"
You shake your head, trying to clear your thoughts. The wolf smiles even more and moves his hand, producing a
sizable amount of oats. Without even thinking your new horse mind moves your body closer and begins to eat
the oats. You try to stop yourself, to run away, to do anything to get away, but you're finding it harder and
harder to focus on anything but eating the oats and serving your master.
As you finish the oats, your mind is all but changed. You can't understand why you would have ever wanted to
run away from your master, you almost feel ashamed for thinking it in the first place.
Sensing your transformation is finished, the wolf walks behind you and feel a weight on your back, turning
your neck, you see a latex saddle now sitting on your back, the straps slithering on their own and connect on
your underbelly, securing the saddle to your back, you then feel the wolf pull himself up into the saddle. All
this seems completely natural and normal to you. With a gentle nudge you walk out of your house and down the
street. Now nothing more than a shiny white latex stallion in both body and mind.