The buzzing of flies enjoying Katie's freshly deposited manure pile filled their ears, as her tail worked to swat those annoying biting horse flies Bobby nursed at his new equine mothers swollen teats, receiving rich warm mares milk with each tug. The sweet smell of her sweaty under belly and the stink of manure and urine wafting from her tail brought feelings of security. It was only after the nearly newborn foals belly was full did he seem to wake up and realize this wasn't right. His mind seemed to be growing dull. He could only remember a few days ago and the watch...THE WATCH! That's right! He was still wearing it, he had to find some way to reverse this before...he shuddered at his next thought, the only conclusion to steadily growing younger. The thought made worse by the sight of his now mothers large equine rear, and the exposing of her female parts every time her tail would lift to swat.
Katie's head was swimming, it was hard to focus. She knew who she was and this wasn't it. Yet new memories were fighting with old ones . The birth of her foal in this filthy stall a week ago , replacing her time spent in the luxury hospital suite where she birthed her beautiful girls . The time spent on her honey moon with her husband resulting in their oldest daughter now a memory of being roughly mated by the nameless stallion who gave her the little foal that nursed from her underbelly.
She looked at the tiny foal, "I'm not supposed to be here." Looking up at his equine mother, he replied "me either!". They both jumped a bit in surprise, "you can understand me?!", she asked in hope of a reply. "YES mamma!, I mean yes..", the first part coming almost naturally . Bobby felt a bit embarrassed at calling her mamma and nursing from her after exchanging stories of how the both ended up here. They both reached the conclusion the watch needed to be removed, which was easier said then done. Neither one had hands. "If you get any younger , you'll be swimming in my belly." The mare said in a dreaded tone, as she lowered her head to nuzzle her baby. The foal tugged away at the watch, his struggle only made harder by his lack of teeth.
The pair, lost in their horsey conversation, were suddenly interrupted by two college aged girls giggling to each other as they watch the mare and her baby. "It smells so bad!" Said one sister to the other, they both holding their noses. One turned away, "this is an odd place for a horse barn? Mom headed this way though?" She said confused as she squinted and surveyed the surrounding area. The other sister was busy watching the horses. "I wish we had sugar cubes, or whatever they like." She looked closer to see the baby struggling with something on its leg. "The baby is trying to get that thing of its leg! " she said in a pitied tone to her sister. Her sister replied, not turning to look and growing more worried about their missing mother." The farmer probably put it on."
HER DAUGHTERS! Katie recognized them! She moved closer to the edge of the stall, leaving her foal n the corner behind her. She struggled to form words but it only came out as a lazy mares calm nicker. The large mare Katie now was, licked the palm her daughter now offered her. The girl in front of her checked her watch, "it's an hour since mom left for the bathroom ." A chill ran down the large mares back as she turned to see her foals legs give out.
Katie watched as the baby seemed to shrink, growing younger. The past few days of growth gained from his mothers milk melted away.