Mike nodded. "I'll give you an honest answer if I have one."
The boy reached up and felt Mike's face. The touch felt nice, but also seemed a little off. The shape of his chin, maybe, or the thickness of his lips. He wished he had a mirror.
"There isn't much chance of getting any magic for myself. My dad's against it, and almost nobody in town will transform one of our own. The few that will would probably do more than I wanted, or turn me into something I didn't want to be."
Mike hefted the boy in his arms. He was nice-looking, if average. Maybe 14, with shaggy hair and pale blue eyes. Much cleaner than the kids he'd seen in town, but still obviously someone who did not understand regular bathing. "So what is your question?"
"Would you help me become part horse?" He flushed slightly. "You are still sorta, well, contagious if we do things right. I learned a lot about the spells they use, and Liam talked to me some about how things can be done. Some of his warnings really helped."
Mike grinned. "If that's what you want, I'd be glad to help if I can." He set the boy back down on the ground. "Though I think you wasted some good opportunity in the other stall."
"Well, yeah. I should have talked to you first, but it was just.. too tempting." The boy reddened even more. "Guess I need to lose some inhibitions. But it's a little more complicated, I think. Your body fluids are magical for the next couple of days, and if I stay with you, you can help things along. The way I understand it, once the magic takes hold in me you start to get some control. And the closer we are, the more control you have."
Mike nods. "That makes sense, I guess. I can feel the bonding to you from the adjustment spell. Once you are infected with the magic, I guess it works both ways."
"There's one more thing." The boy looks unhappy. "Every time you help me change, you change some too. So I guess you would be more horselike, too."
Mike shrugged. "That's OK with me."
"Really!" The boy grinned. "That's great! Let me see something!"
He ran out of the stall and came back a minute later with a pile of sodden straw in his hand. Mike recognized the larger portion of his ejaculations, still impressive. "This should still work! I need you to rub it on me."