Stepping out of the car with a clop, you and genie make your way right to the front door. A few steps in, you're taken by surprise and trampled by kids who just want to play. You can't hear a darn thing, as your ears are hidden and you try not to lift your hooves into the air too much. A lady shooes them away, and helps me up. I can't hear a thing, and Genie steps in and talks. He notions me, and I scramble up and follow him. We find a kid who knows to respect adults and is also playful at the same time.
His name is Sam. He gladly follows, and Genie kind of acts like I'm deaf. Which is good anyway because I can't hear a thing.
After a long good hour, we're home, and I'm walking up the stairs unstuffing my tail with each step. I feel tugging on my pants and I just see Sam there. He's eleven. I forgot to unhide my ears so I just hear muffled sounds. I notion him and he Genie upstairs and into the spare room, which will soon be Sam's, and I close the door.
"Whats with you being jacked up?" he kept saying, like I was deaf.
"What?" As I unhide my ears and stretch them out to the side. Damn, this feels good.
Sam jumps back and looks at Genie. "He told me you were in a car crash and your feet got jacked and you were deaf."
Genie shrugs and just looks at me. I just sit on the floor, unveiling the tail. "Never jacked. If you want to you can-" You stutter, trying to find words describing the feeling. Sam was already up and above, bending your ears like play toys. Genie began working his magic, and time flew by to the next full moon without any of us moving a muscle. He went over and locked the door and I did my thing. Just turned and turned. Donkey I was.
Better than last time. Managed to keep it rated G.
Sam began turning too. His ears moving to the top of his head and he grew a tail with grey fur. Sooner or later, it was just a foal with his father, and a random human in the room..