Careful What Ya Ask For

A call came in on a bright Tuesday morning. The owner of the West Main Street castle had passed away. The new owner of the property wanted the old mansion torn down.

"Yes, Sir, 2136 Rosedale and corner of West Main Street. We will be glad to take care of it, thank you Sir!"

The order was quick and neat. A general contractor was ready to build a new mansion on the hill sight. David could charge whatever he needed to rid the town of the ole' eye sore.

That afternoon David and his estimators went inside the mansion for the first time. The inside was not at all like the run down outside. Oak floors and a staircase eight feet wide curled up to the other two floors. Ceilings of ten to fouteen feet high solid plaster, it was built like Fort Knox.

As they split up David walked into the billard room. Marble walls fourteen feet high. Oak inlaid ceiling told of massive wealth. As David stood by the cue rack he must have touched the right thing.

CREEK, went a hinged marble door, opening to a inner chamber. A skylight from three stories up lit the room quite well. Blocking the door with a pool cue, so as not to become traped David walked in.

The room seemed to be a very private study for the original owner. A desk that must weighed a ton was to one side of the room. Books, very old leather bound books went up the walls on shelves. On the desk stood a small wooden sea chest. About tweleve inches square it looked like something from old world history.

David loved every minute as he explored the historical old room. The books written in many different languages made great interest to the college english student he was a few years back.

The box on the desk had peeked his interest. Stepping over and behind the desk he sat down in the large leather bound chair. Lifting the cover he peered inside the felt lined box.

Inside lay a silver medallion. Covered with strange writings and a oval red stone in the middle. David knew he had a treasure and it was his to keep. The owner told him he could have whatever he found inside.

David rushed the box outside and into his truck cab. Shoving it under the seat he locked it up and went back to look around.

A day later David had twenty men working on removing the contents of the mansion. He especially had three men unloading the study and moving the books to David's countryside home.

The business of home wrecker's had left David a rich young man. Living alone he had never married. His one great interest was to surf the Net in love of a good transformation story. David had several favorite story archives, not the least of which was the T.S.A.

Over the next few week David worked by day removing the wealth of art and furniture in the mansion. Then at night and sitting up late he would page through the many books from the old study.

On a Friday night he came across a weird book, 'The Gift of Sin'.

Opening the wood inlaid cover he found real parchment pages and script writing. The book was in English of ole' England. David's eyes went wide as he saw such words as Spells, Curses, and Incantations.

Opening to Spells it broke down into several headings, one of which hit home quickly. TRANSFORMATIONS

Flipping pages he read of spells for changing one's self or another in all manor of wild, farm, sea, birds, and even reptile animals. "Oh this is a strike! he thought."

The countryside estate David owner had several animals in which he either rode or fondled. Pleasure was in his mind as he looked through the heavy pages. Finally, Horse Spells, and he felt he was in heaven?

He read the spell leaving out the open underlined items for names and places. Then in a flash of memory he remembered the box under his front truck seat.

David sat reading the spells over and over, while looking at the Medallion setting in it's open box.

Imagination went wild and all brains flushed down the toilet he had a dumb idea. Setting the book of Transformations up so he could read it while standing, he opened to the Horse spell.

Picking up the Medallion he placed it on the corner of the book where he had notice a slight burn mark. The mark seemed to fit the Medallion's outline, and it did!

Looking at the spell it had and open line for name of victim. A line for date to start and date to return. A line for knowledge or lack of such while in animal form.

Aranging the needed information he wrote down his full legal name, David James Hahn. The date to start, tonight and a date to return, on Monday at five A.M.! He wanted a full knowledge of his change and a complete rememberance of what he did if a horse he really became.

At the last moment he striped naked so as not to be hurt as he changed, if fast.

Then he started.....filled in his full name. The Medallion 's red oval stone glowed bright red! The thrill was there as he said tonights date and time for it's beginning. Then he stated the return to human form of Monday coming and at Five A.M. Knowledge, he filled in full and complete knowledge of who, what, where, I am and my actions while transformed.

Then as the room lights flickered, the Medallion's oval stone roared with power David felt as if he was inveloped with power's he looked at the book.

In the corner it said in small print, spell for mares only:

STOP, STOP, I COMMAND NEIGHEEEEEEEEEEE !

In a FLASH of red power he found himself in his study. Swishing his tail he shook his mane and let out a high whinnie.

The spell worked and David was thrilled. A horse, a very fine looking horse body he had. David walked around the room looking and feeling as best he could the animal he had just become.

"It worked he screamed in his mind and whinnied!"

"Oh, oh no, I'm a mare, a female horse." Looking down no sheath came to view. Instead a small bulge and a pair of teats were held in his groin.

David still felt very neat and a feeling of euphoria came over his thoughts. David suddenly didn't care he was a mare. He walked out the french doors and into the garden.

The grass was green and lush from the sprinkling systems. Lowering her head the mare began to graze. On she went eating her stomac full of grass clippings. The yellow sun came over the hill and she looked into it's bright warmth.

"Wake up fool! David suddenly realized he had grazed all night." His mind lost in the instincts of the horse. Walking about he felt a real thirst. David walked and the trotted to the stable where she got her first sip threw rubber lips.

The other horses stirred at the sight and scent of this new mare. David having been a horse owner rarely made it out to the barn. He left it up to the daily groom to feed and clean the horses.

"HEY, what has the boss bought now!" The groom a man of fifty years walked over and slipped a halter over the new mare's head. Looking her over she whinnied as he ran his hands down legs, over flanks, and up her groin.

"Nice clean teats you got honey!" Walking around her rear he lifted the tail. "I see why the boss got you honey your in heat!"

David had some fear but it really started to build now. "Come on young lady let me introduce King Largo, I'm sure he can fill your need!"

David bucked and tried to break away but the old groom knew who to handle skidish mares. In the mating stall David was pushed. His hind legs quickly shackled, as two reins held his head from turning.

The groom moved to David's fine rear. Taking a cloth strap he bound up her tail so as not to be in the way of King Largo. Walking off the groom went for something, david started to buck but was held in tight.

"Here we go a little sex wax and the King's oversize cock won't hurt so much!" He rubbed the wax over David's vulva and even poked his finger inside for a little fun.

King Largo knew in his lust what was coming and had the worlds finest hard. The great member wagged side to side as be walked over to his new conquest. In a quick bound he mounted David's rump.

David whinnied in fear of life and limb. Yet the groom covered the Kings cock with his wax and guided the shaft to it's new home.

David about went nuts as the twenty inch shaft of his favorite riding stallion went deep into his new vagina. Whinnies to almost screams came from David the mare.

King Largo a master in sex and a sire of dozens went to work. Thrusting he pushed his stiff ro in till his sheath parted the lips of Davids vulva. Several pelvic thrusts and the eager stallions seed burst into David as a 104.6 degree river of sex.

David instinctively lowered his head in submission to his mate. The man only a few hours ago longed to be animal. His ambition was for stallion form and stallion delights.

Yet foolish and in haste had procured a spell that made him a mare and in heat. Now he had been locked in a mating stall, shackled, and violated by his own pet.

The groom return the great stallion to his stall and returned to pet David. "Fine, you did just fine for your first round with that big stud. A few more times and I'm sure you will bring forth a good strong foal."

David whirled his head around to stare at the groom. "He didn't want to be a mare and even less wanted to remain as a horse to bare a foal."

As David ate some hay in his stall he could feel King Largo's semen still leaking from his vagina. As he took a good drink from the bucket he looked at his stallion pet. "Damn you King I feel used!"

It was just passed midnight and the moon was hidden behind a dark cloudy sky. When David's long pointed equine ears, heard the stable door open and close quitely. He naturally expected to see the stable's over head light's come on. However they did not, moving over to the stall door she peered out. Down the walkway a small flash light shone moving a long slowly. As the light drew nearer David could see the young man carrying it. "Jerome!" He thought, reconizing the young man as a nieghbors son who worked part time in his stable's in the summer.

The youth walked up to her stall and inhaled deeply. "Ohoooo cliff was right!" He exclaimed. "You sure are in heat!" "Aren't you sweety!" The youth whispered slipping into the stall quickly. David noticed the youth was carrying a five gallon bucket with him. Quickly Jerome moved over to the fed bin, dumping the sweet fed into it. Davids equine nostiles flared catching the smell of the sweet morlass coated grain. "What a good lad." David thought walking over and burying her muzzle in the food bin.

A soft warm breath blows under her tail, making it pop up instantly. The rational human part of David's mind knew something strange was going on. But the horse part wanted only the pleasure of sweet food as the soft touch under her tail. Still she jumped slightly as a smooth slick warm tongue caressed her long dark sex. Settling down almost at once, she returned to eating as Jerome's roving tongue licked King Largo's crusted semen from her soft lip's......

But the horse part wanted only the pleasure of sweet food as the soft touch under her tail. Still she jumped slightly as a smooth slick warm tongue caressed her long dark sex. Settling down almost at once, she returned to eating as Jerome's roving tongue licked King Largo's crusted semen from her soft lip's. David's long rough equine tail was now held high and to one side. Offering Jerome easy and complete access to her soft now very wey feminine sex. Thick whitish sqiurts of her liqiudy excitement splashed onto his tongue, covering his mouth, chin and cheeks.

Turning his bucket up side down jerome placed it behind her wide spread rear leg's. "Ohooooo thats a good girl!" He panted excitedly, as he unbuttoned his fly releasing his very hard cock from it's confines. Climbing up onto the plastic five gallon bucket, he found himself a bit to high. He bent his knee's out slightly, he guided his raging hardon in to her soft quivering sex!

David's enflamed equine sex wrapped around Jeromes hard cock grasping and squeezing...pulling him in. "Ohohooooooooo!" Jerome moaned as the mare's sex began working and pleasuring his aroused organ.

He began to thrust roughly against her huge beautifully round buttock's. Grunting in delight as she first leaned the thrusted back into him, her big round hard muscled rump smashing him into the stable wall! Pinned between the hard rough wooden wall, and the soft quivering depths of her equine sex. The youth was sure he had from heaven! The noise level grew louder as David pounded him against the wall. The youth's whimpers and moan's of delight, bended with the thumping. But jerome didn't notice nor care the pleasure this mare was giving him over riding everything else....

Jerome was pleasently enjoying his rough sex with this new mare. Even as David's mare body grabbed and pulled on Jerome's big cock the simular memories of King Largo raced in his mind.

The thoughts of his male enhancement pills he'd been taking for the past six months had let Jerome with a cock the size of a large pony. A good sixteen inches from base to point, Jerome felt pure pleasure as he humped any horse around.

At last the mare calmed and without his bucket to stand upon Jerome found himself hung be his cock and held by David's grasp. Moaning with relief Jerome felt the grip loosen. Slowly he slipped down the mare's round rump till he fell to his bare butt. Laying back Jerome felt the passioned memories bring on another rigid hard.

David wandered about the stall shaking his head in disgust of a youth he thought was pure and upstanding. Watching Jerome get his pants on and seeing him gather his cowboy boots from the corners of her stall, David had a thought.

The moments of excitement brought with them the personal need to take a hardy good piss. Meanwhile as Jerome wandered the stall getting his footware he let out a yowl.

Plopping to the straw a red stain began to show in his white cotton sock. Another yowl came as Jerome pulled from the sole of his foot a sharp piece of binding wire left over from when the straw was baled. A few minutes of preasure and the bleeding was almost stopped. A grunt and grown as the cowboy boot slipped up over the sore foot and into place. Now with a limp from pain Jerome walked past David, smoothing his hand down the withers, over her back and round lovely rump.

Standing on his good foot Jerome fumbled with the latch to the stall door. Suddenly he felt a warmth and the a hot wet feeling as if his boot and sore foot was bleeding heavy. A turn to see, saw instead a bright greenish stream of mare urine shooting from her legs and pouring down his leg, to fill the boot.

"Oh God No!" cried Jerome as the urine began to sting into the wounded foot down inside a boot filling with horse urine.

A short distance away a turned mare's head watched and wished her blessing upon Jerome. "My the urine of a mare bless the wound and blood of your foot! My Jerome enjoy part of this spell till he finds himself in a simular Hell!" rhymed David thinking of the spell's wording.

A grumbling Jerome squwished his way out the barn, a satified mare lay down to think of coming days ahead.

A short distance away a turned mare's head watched and wished her blessing upon Jerome. "My the urine of a mare bless the wound and blood of your foot! My Jerome enjoy part of this spell till he finds himself in a simular Hell!" rhymed David thinking of the spell's wording.

A grumbling Jerome squwished his way out the barn, making his way through the corral. And out into the safty of the big dark pasture, as he walked along. His sore foot began to go numb, he was just thinking how glad he was that it had. When his foot stepped right out of his boot, flickering the light from his dim flashlight down on it he froze in shock! Something was very very wrong, ripping off his blood stained sock. He stared dumbfounded at the dark hard lump that had been his foot! "Oh god!" He exclaimed rubbing the blood off the bright shiny. A sudden understanding dawned on him as he watched the thick roan fur begin to crawl up his leg. Looking up at the dark sky he said aloud. "So you've decided to answer my prays after all!" Quickly he stood shucking his clothes off as the change moved slowly over his body. It was painful as joints popped transforming as bones warped and shifted. His screams of agony were quickly turned into whinnies and squeals. His flashlight which had fallen from his numb hands rolled on the ground. At last it was over and Jerome stood up on all four hooves. "Hot damn now I can give that mare a really good time." Turning jerome trotted back towards the barn, the wild thoughts making jerome's equine body flush with heat...........

Turning jerome trotted back towards the barn, the wild thoughts making jerome's equine body flush with heat. As Jerome walked down the center isle between the stall's that lined each side. His mind was filled with images of stallions mounting mares. It was very dark with the stables, but Jerome's equine eye's could make out detail. Suddenly from over a low stall door a big head reached out, the stallion's strong teeth grasping the back of Jerome's equine neck! Squealing and whinning in surprise and fright Jerome bucked and jumped pulling away from the stallion's bite. This of course awoke the other horse's, who began to squeal and whinny. Jerome had begun heading down the isle towards the mare's stall a second time. When the stable's lights flickered on, a half dressed Cliff stepped out into the isle.

"Whats going on?" He muttered still grogging from sleep. "Now how did you get out?" He asked as his eye's focused on Jerome's new equine form. Taking a lead rope down from a near by stall door, he quickly flipped a loop around Jerome's neck. "Come on we'll get you home again." He whispered soothingly into one of Jerome's pointed ears as he put the horse into a empty stall. Closing the stall door, he flipped the latch over and pegged it. "There you won't be getting out of there." Cliff assured. "We'll take you visiting tomarrow at breeding time!" These last words puzzling and exciting Jerome all at once...............

Closing the stall door, he flipped the latch over and pegged it. "There you won't be getting out of there." Cliff assured. "We'll take you visiting tomarrow at breeding time!" These last words puzzling and exciting Jerome all at once. Walking groggily back out of the barn, Cliff turned off the light's. Jerome paced around his stall like a caged beast.

Desire burned within him and his long pink horse cock dropped from it's sheath. To dangle long and stiff under his big round belly, flexing it he made it slap against the soft fur of his stomach. He'd seen stallion doing this before, and always wondered how it felt. Surprisingly it was very pleasurable and soon his arousal was at fevered hieghts. Reaching his long equine neck over the stall door, he took the peg in his teeth and pulled it out. Using his soft mobile lip's, he pushed the latch off and then slid the stall door open.

He was now once again back out in the center isle. He looked around confused, still unuse to the position of his horse eye's. "Now which way was that mare?" He lifted his head and inhaled deeply, but that didn't help the air was full of thick rich mare scent. Even his own body reeked of it, from where he'd mount the mare in his old human form. "She was in one of the big breeding stalls near the end!" He remembered. "But which end?" He looked back and forth, but in the black and with his new outlook he just couldn't tell. Giving up he just picked one end at random and slowly stalked down that way. As he neared the end stall he noticed that the stall's were empty except for the very end one.

"Ah ha..thats gotta be her." He thought, quickly he walked over to the stall door unlatching it. He slipped silently in, and then turned to close the door. Behind him he felt a soft velvety nose prod against his rump, hot breath blowing under his tail making it pop up! He reached over the top of the stall door to relatch and peg it closed. "Now I got you all to myself." He gloated silently, when a loud snort came from behind him. Turning his equine head he looked back, just in time to see King Largo rear up. The big stallion pranced forward on his hind leg's, then dropped his powerful foreleg's on Jerome's back. The helpless youth stallion tried to shy away...but found himself trapped between the big stallion and the door he himself had just locked!

Jerome grunted as the massive wieght of the King came down on his back. King Largo whinnied and squealed, snorting and grunting his dominance over this stranger. Quickly he pushed his foreleg's up Jerome's back....

Down the isle David looked up towards the former young horse fucker and the huge stallion who was about to rut him and whinnied a long and loud laugh!

Jerome grunted as the massive wieght of the King came down on his back. King Largo whinnied and squealed, snorting and grunting his dominance over this stranger. Quickly he pushed his foreleg's up Jerome's back....

The helpless young stallion contorted and bucked, as best he could. Straining and twisting desperately in his bondage, as King Largo pushed him hard agianst the latched stall door! Jerome trembled in fright, squealing in horror a heavy froth of equine sweat forming on his body. As he felt the huge stallions massive mare filler, long and stiff beating against his sheathed organ and soft ball sac! The big dominant stallion answered, with a wild whinny like squeal of his own. His teeth dug into the nape of Jerome's long equine neck, as his powerful prancing hind leg's humped his cock franticly. As King Largo tried to find, and plunder the hot little mare's hole he smelled. The King's body...no his whole being was filled with only one thought, to find and fill his mare with his magnificent equine maleness!

Jerome felt the hot blunt head of King Largo's cock poke his thigh's then prod painfully into his testicles. Suddenly it wedged into the crack between his big rump cheek's. Luburcated by hot spurts of King Largo's precum, it began to slip slowly up his crack. Heading slowly with each of King Largo's buck's and thrust's, toward the young stallion's big round rump hole! The slow torture of antisapation filled Jerome, as King Largo tried again and again to find his anus! Then he felt the big blunt head bump against his tautly drawn lip's, King Largo seemed to sense he'd hit the right spot. And with a single powerful thrust of his massive hip's the titillated stallion bulled right in! Jerome's head jerked back and a wild whinnie of pain and debauchment escaped his equine mouth.

Hammering the young stallion's debauched asshole like it was a horny mare's dripping pussy! King Largo screamed and whinnied in triuph! Jerome was startled at how the stallion's cock felt inside of him, a hard long springy wooden shaft that had been covered in thick smooth velvet! He wondered if this was what all those mares had felt when he had mounted them! Another scream of pain escaped his equine lip's as that massive masculinity was rammed savagely in and out of him! But they had seemed to enjoy it soooo much he thought! Though he couldn't see it, Jerome could hear his huge heavy rapist panting and squealing in pleasure! He tried to kick and buck, but with all four of his long trembling equine leg's were needed to hold up his and King Largo's weight! He could do little more than whimper and scream, as the big impassioned stallion savagely ravished his bleeding rump hole!

Slowly Jerome became aware of his own long equine cock, surprisingly it was still rock hard and was slapping up against his big furry belly in time with King Largo's Thrust's. A gout of thin watery fluid spraying out onto the hay littered ground. A watery broth a mixture of thin glittering precum and hot golden piss as he lost control of his bladder. Amazingly he found himself beginning to lean back into King Largo's thrust's, straining to take more of the big stud's cock into him......

Early the next morning Cliff came to jerome's stall and put a halter on him. Snapping a lead rope to the halter Cliff lead him out of the barn and around back. Unable to see directly ahead of him in his new horse body, and not yet having learned to constantly shift his head position while walking. Jerome walked straight into the special restraining rack, used to keep the horses restrained for the vet. Once inside, he realized at once were he was. Nickering and looking around nervously, Jerome wondered what was going on. Normally he knew the rack was use to hold animals still while the vet gave them shots or whatever. As cliff moved around the rack fastening the restrains, Jerome became more and more nervous. Suddenly he felt a sharp burning pain in his big buttocks. Glancing back he saw the vet toss away a used needle. Jerome could feel his rump and thigh's going quickly numb. As he watched the vet come back out of the barn, a strange device in his hand's. Cliff stepped up to pat him on the nose saying. "Sorry boy..but King Largo's the only brood stud we can have around here!" Huh jerome thought confused for a second by Cliff's words. "So your goina use the burdizzo on him huh doc?" Cliff said softly.

"Yes I've found it works just as well and theres no cutting."

"Burdizzo!" Jerome squealed struggling suddenly at the restrains. He'd heard of that device...his uncle used one on his sheep ranch!

"Heh look at him struggle." Cliff snorted. "It's almost like he knows your goina geld him."

"Horse's are smarter than folks give them credit for...but then most animals are." The vet grunted as he fit the steel jaws of the burizzo over Jerome's massive equine scrotum. Positioning the cords and blood vessels so that the jaws would bite into them just right.

From her stall David watch and whickered laughter at Jerome's prediciment. "Well he wanted to be a horse...and he got his wish..he'll be a geldling from now on!" David thought snorting.