Mike grabbed a muck rake by the gate and went back into the stall to collect a huge pile of steaming horse manure that he himself had dropped there just minutes before Tye had swapped him into the stableboy. Tye wanted evil? This was about as mean and nasty as was possible.
"I thought you were gonna show me where my friend was." Brian looked both worried and annoyed.
The more Mike looked at him, the more he seemed like a whiny kid. Damn sneaky elf, trying to pass himself off as s a human. Mike frowned, surprised at that thought. The Stableboy's mentality was really easy to slip into. Actually, being the stableboy here could be sorta cool - he had the ability to use certain magic, at least here in the stable.
"Come on, then. I'll show you." Mike indicated the big opening at the back fo the stable. "Go on out back. You'll see him by the dung heap."
Brian scowled, but walked ahead of Mike, who was still carrying the load of horse manure. As the elf neared the opening, Mike threw the still-warm shit so that it hit Brian squarely in the back. The elf whirled, shocked and then furious. "What did you do that for?"
"It's my job to get the shit out of the stable." Mike grinned and walked up to Brian. "I don't deal with elf shit, so I just turned it into horse shit."
Brian's face turned red with anger and he took a step towards Mike, probably intending to hit him. But then he stumbled and sank to his knees. Blinking in confusion, the elf looked down. At first he thought he was kneeling in a large pile of manure, but then he sank further as his thighs softened and turned brown.
"No!" Brian screamed as he sank lower, his crotch, then his belly darkening and crumbling apart in soft, steaming green and brown horse turds.
"Oh, yes!" Mike laughed, watching the elf become a huge pile of manure. Soon, all that was left was Brian's head, his mouth open in a silent scream, his eyes pleading for mercy. And then even they fell apart, and Brian was just a big pile of horse poop to be shoveled up with the rest.