Mika reached up with the brush and ran the bristles lightly over the centaur's face. The effects were immediate, causing his lower face to protrude more and his nostrils to flare. The centaur smiled. "So, I'm to be a stallion?"
"Well, if you really do not care." Mika flushed. "Changing you into a horse is... hard to resist. I know it's wrong to change anyone who doesn't want to be changed, but I really, really want to use the magic." He brushed the centaur's face again, then ran it over the sides of his head then his forehead. A definite muzzle was forming, and the centaur's ears shifted up as his skull began to flatten. "Sorry. I'm really sorry." But Mika wasn't sorry. His eyes were wide and his heart pounded in excitement as he slid the brush over the centaur's shoulders and arms, and down his chest. The centaur's upper body melted into a powerful, muscular neck, and glossy black horsehide swept up from the body.
Then he stood on a box to finish up the head. He could see uncertainty in the centaur's eyes now. Perhaps he was just now thinking he did not want to be a horse after all. "You are going to be so beautiful, so perfect. You are bound to be a valued stud, pampered and kept in the best of health. Probably more a pet than a mount." Oddly, that seemed to make the former centaur more nervous, for he shifted and rumbled in his chest, now showing fear. Happily, the animal control spells kept him from doing more than shuffling a little.
Mika stared into the wide, frightened eyes as he finished up the head, drawing out a massive black muzzle, lengthening the flowing mane, and enlarging the eyes into liquid brown equine orbs. The centaur had become just what Mika had described, a perfect black Shire stallion, a champion of his breed. Almost an animal. That was what the centaur was afraid of! Mika could feel it now, still see the intelligence and fear in the stallion's eyes. Just a few more strokes of the skull. He kept his gaze locked with the former centaur, trembling in anticipation. The body was done, but the centaur was still there. "You are a horse." He ran the brush over the massive brow. "You are a beast."
The centaur's eyes showed whites all around, but now confusion was drifting in. Mika brushed again, heart pounding, breathing hard, flushed and sweating. He was erect, hard and arching up. As more confusion displaced fear, he breathed out "You are an animal." One last stroke, and he held the brush against the black skull. "You are property." Those last words were a gust of wind that snuffed out the dimming candle of the centaur's intelligence and self, and Mika shuddered in orgasm as he felt the sudden calm and mild curiosity of the Shire stallion as it snuffled him.
It took a minute for Mika to recover. It was the most intense and satisfying experience of his life! The transformation had been great, and he had done a perfect job - Robin would be very pleased with this incredible animal. But it was the mental connection he had felt, the power of his words shaping not only the body but the soul inside. The kind, gentle centaur was now a friendly, gentle giant of a horse in every way. Some small corner of Mika's mind screamed that he should be ashamed, horrified that he had truly turned the centaur into a beast, willed him to be the animal instead of just changing his body. What was that the centaur had said? 'If I keep my memories and identity' Both were gone now - the centaur's awareness remained, it was still him, but him as a horse. He had betrayed the centaur! For just a moment, Mika had a rush of regret. But the contentment of the stallion's mind would balance that, he told himself. The centaur would not have been happy stuck in a stall, right? And memory of being a centaur would have made him hard to t4ain as a horse.
Robin was standing outside the stall, grinning at him when Mika came out. The man looked over at the Shire, then chuckled. "Took him all the way. Feels good, don't it? And he was willing, right up until near the end. It's even better when you force it."
Mika stared up at his master. "You knew? You were there the whole time?"
"Of course. This was your first test. Even better that he was such a nice fellow. Besides making a great horse, it popped your cherry, so to speak."
Mika blinked in confusion. "Huh?"
Robin tousled his hair, making Mika feel suddenly very pleased with his master's approval. "After this one, the rest will be easy. I can send in anyone, and you will make them into an animal for me."
Frowning, Mika started to object. But then he remembered the last moments and felt the flush of heat and pleasure again. And he knew that Robin was right.