Both the wizard and Aaron look disappointed, and the young man quickly reverts to being a dirty, naked street urchin again. Tye sighs and shakes his head. "Too bad. I was hoping you'd show some responsibility. I guess you aren't suited to be a warhorse - but you can still have the body." He made a gesture and Mike gasped as a series of muscle spasms rolled up from his waist. As they passed, human flesh became horse hide, his arms drew into his shoulders, and as his face pushed out into a full muzzle, his human upper body became the head and neck of a Shire stallion.
Mike was obviously confused, his eyes wide and ears back. Tye smirked. "I said you'd go home and live a normal life. I never said it would be your old human life. You are going back to a farm where you will have been born and raised as a work horse. Mike the human never existed to you family or freinds, and you will live and die as a beast of burden."
Mike gave a whinney of protest, struggling to beg for another chance. The barn seemed to spin around him, and then he was in a large open field surrounded by other draft horses. The big Shire snorted and looked around, trying to identify what had startled him. When he was satisfied that there was no threat, he dropped his head and resumed grazing.
Tye shrugged at teh wizard and boy. "Sorry he didn't work out for you. Maybe one of the others will do better." Then he snapped a finger and vanished.