Frank had seen enough and as the boys walked back to their hideaway he wondered how all this could have happened. As yet none of the boys had stayed long enough to watch their friends change, but even if they had I would wonder how they would have stopped the Medallion's power?
At long last they ducked into the old factory and went for the board room and their private place. Frank plopped in the end chair as did Clyde next to him and Faggette, then Buster.
"What a crazy scene those guys were making back there!" shouted Buster who always was on the edge of anger.
"Don't make sense, besides what happened to Jack and Alfy, where did they go off to?" said Frank sounding both scared and lonely.
Faggette just slumped in the chair, a look to Frank and then wrenching a gaze to Buster, he leaned over to Clyde and said, "Just gives us more elbow room!"
"You idiot, fuck headed fuck head, somethings really wrong and we or you might be next to go crazy!" yelled Frank.
The gang sat and slumped in the large leather chairs. The long night, fears, and stress soon each slumbered in a chair. As morning dawned Leon was just finishing the skinning of a large male goat. The day's lunch menu would be a proud one in China Lane Eatery. Meanwhile Alfy was being stabled in a corral and three wall leanto with his new and large friends. The Old Junk man looked over the fence pondering where the young colt came from but already planning to sell him for one good profit.
Across town Abe was busy grooming his two white chargers and looking over at the three new foals. He noticed they all stood in a very defensive circle and would when he approached them either nip at him with thick lips or want to push their face into his belly. "How odd this all is but I will need them soon as Rigger and Mortis here will soon be twenty years old." thought Abe.
Sandy, Luker, and Zimmy stood there looking thru strange colored eyes as the bestial instincts began the ever so slow and ever so final changes to the thinking process. Yet for now each knew his gang friend and each knew their scent. It was Zimmy who lost control first and stood with her tail held high winking those brown lips of equine sex.
Sandy was next as his colt's long and narrown cock fell out the pink skinned sheath. As both foals rubbed muzzels Luker stepped back and whinnied his dismay.
Abe watched the love making unfold and as he groomed Mortis, laughed.
"You young'ones will be a real profit to me in coming years! Oh and you young filly will drop many a fine foal too!" said Abe.
Zimmy let loose his dislike at the thought of being both female and horse but was cut off short when Sandy's long cock spread her wonderful sexy lips.
The morning new paper announced no report of missing persons yet but Singleton watched the Medallion rise to full power as each boy met his new life.