You discover more about your Uncle and of what he makes a promise he does to the fullest of his ability!
They who travelled through time and arrived back to where you properly think of as home, the three good men became as Belgian stallion draft horses. Each new horse acted as if it felt no sense of greater loss for having become as animals, horse, and gifted with a maleness that they as me had seen and joked about, but never thought they would own of such. Uncle did as he had promised, and boarded the three stallions together, they temporarily knowing the others as friends, but in time Uncle warned, as after much breeding sessions their human memories, their wit knowledge would fade into a beastly oblivion lifestyle.
As much you worried about the men losing their intelligences, what you see they like to do when together in pasture, they are still friends who play, frolic, and seek to mate with horny mares.
After many days in the sun, you see some changes in the three horses, as one courting a mare is attacked by a jealous rival, his friend.
Uncle decided to separate the three, he selling two to a rural farmer, he owning an operating a Mule stud.
One draft horse remained at the farm of Uncle to keep the other draft mares there as happy, content, and dropping foals.
Even if all seemed as contentment, you retain a wonderment about if you had stayed wherever you were as a draft horse, would you think of such a lifestyle as real fun?
You think about it, and remark to Uncle that when you were a horse there was a sensed satisfaction about your animal male self you do not have from becoming again a human person.
After bringing up the same worry subject to Uncle several times, he makes the suggestion you to go back to the time-oracle and request your becoming as a historic stallion horse inn its prime and live his life for a while!
You thought about it and did as Uncle suggested, only you felt scared about becoming an animal and if you liked it better, your path home would fade when your memories faded.
It was a windy chilly fall night when your ambitions got the best of your sensual side. You went to see, visit with the time-oracle, as asking of it questions that bothered you.
"Oracle, I ask if you would show to me a great horse in recent history that I might travel to and merge with, becoming him and he accepting me."
"Time is fluid and recent times the river run faster than in the ages past. Yes, there is a young stud stallion of worth, he nearby, close to this locale, a Welsh Mountain breed pony, it black as the sin in your heart. The pony is a hybrid, it has gained a level of intelligence equal to a human, and sees people, it wishes to become human. This is a possible situation of exchanging bodies, you becoming him in his male self and he into your body as his preferred ideal lifestyle." The Oracle suggested, and you feeling horny, accepted the idea willingly.