"Yes, I guess first we will work on Chuck."
There is chanting with an odd undertone, and Chuck is covered in a light purple mist. Chuck's groans, and his joints begin to pop. Several minutes later the mist begins to fade away, and a human form is revealed standing hunched over the ground.
The form stands up, and groans. "What happened, there was an odd dream of being a horse, and there where wasn't much to do but...oh..." The two young ladies are suprised when Chuck's large dick begins to stand to attention. He looks over to them and blushes. "Uhm, something to wear ladies?"
One of the robed figures tosses him a black cloack. He pulls it over his shoulders, and then turns away from his rescuers. They look over at him puzzled, until they see him hunching over, and grunting. "Oh, yeah, that feels great! Can't do that with hoofs!"
Marcia feels odd, there is no more sheath, and she is no longer as long as she once was. This dosen't matter much, for the moment, as she is feeling pretty good, as Chuck is slowly massaging her, and thinking of his life among the happily served mares. She feels her balls swelling, and then she erupts happily into the air. She then begins to contract again, until she is hanging flacid, half asleep from Chuck again.
He turns back to his rescuers, who are looking at him with amazed expressions on their faces. "Uhm, sorry. Haven't been able to do that in a long time..." He blushes again, as he notices them looking down at his massive cock.