You look up from the pony study. In the last few minutes the realism of your change had captured one's mind. It is the words of the Doctor which stops the pony you from pleasuring more about feeling as a stallion true.
As the Lab Tech approached your eyes focus on the bridle he pulls over and snugs about s pony head. Suddenly the thought back to wierd pictures seen of role player' people naked and covered in leather harness straps has new meaning. You bridle will be just the start of beastial bondage for you. Over time to come this pony will be harnessed into a team. The manager your father talked about comes to mind as Daddy always bitched about him working in a team like animals under the whip. The grandeous notion that becoming a fuzzy animal is fast wearing thin. As you try to look backwards the Lab Tech tugs on your rein to come along. The Doctor is being called away to interview his next changeling of this day.