Almost transfixed, Gabe stood at the edge of the fence, admiring the herd of horses that had been allowed to graze in the vast field they had stumbled upon. He often stopped to admire horses; he found their sleek, muscled forms beautiful and loved watching them move and graze whenever he could. He’d always wished he’d been able to afford horse-riding lessons as a child, perhaps spend the summer on a farm just to be around them. He never minded their size or smell, not really, but he’d never had the chance to work with them as he’d wanted.
Jason, meanwhile, stood somewhat impatiently, puffing on his cig as he waited for Gabe to finish. Going for a walk on this warm summer day was one thing, but he didn’t want to spend his whole visit looking at some horses. He liked them well enough, sure, but he was in town for a convention the next day and had wanted to hang out with his buddy, doing something more fun. Like heading back to their hotel room and watching TV or gaming.
They’d been on one of the public walking trails before Gabe suggested taking a side road, one that looked as though it hadn’t been used in some time. After about 15 to 20 minutes of walking, they came to the open fenced-off field with horses grazing at the far end. Jason sort of suspected that was Gabe’s goal and was a little annoyed by his friend’s detour as well as his aching feet, not used to so much walking. Still, Gabe looked fascinated enough, and he didn’t wanna spoil the mood. He could at least take a few more drags on his cig before asking Gabe if he was ready to go.
“Yeah. I’m good, sorry about that,” Gabe replied as he stepped away from the fence. A light breeze blew across him, refreshing on the summer day. Gabe pulled his hands reflexively out of his pocket, not noticing the paper feel of a bill that was accidentally pulled out with it. He barely realized his money had fallen out before the wind picked it up, blowing it beyond the fence and into the field.
“Fuck!” Gabe swore as he saw his hundred-dollar bill blow wildly in the wind across the field. Gabe cursed his luck. He never carried cash, and the one time he had money on him, he was too much of an idiot to put it in his fucking wallet. Gabe took off, crawling carefully under the fence as he chased after his money dancing rapidly away on the wind.
“Hey!” Jason yelled, crawling under the fence as well and chasing him across the field, careful of where he stepped in case of any land mines. Gabe was more focused on his money, however. A five wouldn’t have been so bad, but a hundred! He didn’t even care about the no-trespassing signs they’d seen. He had to get his money back! He was so panicked about where it might end up that he hadn’t had time to consider asking the ranch owners for help.
They ran for several hundred meters, that damn wind keeping Gabe’s prize out of reach. They’d strayed far from the walking trail by now, closer to the wooden barn that housed the horses at night. But by sheer dumb luck, it looked like the bill was headed in that direction. Gabe could not catch up as the bill was blown into the side of the building near the door.
Gabe finally stopped, seeing no sign of the bill as he looked around the barn door. It was a massive wooden structure at the edge of a series of compounds that looked like an expansive farm operation. Jason finally caught up to him, panting heavily from the sudden exertion.
“Shit,” Jason exclaimed as Gabe felt around the door for an opening. He fumbled around before spotting a complex keypad with a slot to slide in a card. Shit. There was no way they’d get it back if his bill was blown inside.
Gabe turned away, a tear rolling down his face in shame at his stupidity. Jason came up to comfort him, but as he did, he heard a click and the heavy door suddenly opened a crack, as if it had been unlocked. He figured maybe it was someone inside who had found the bill and heard them both outside. Jason turned Gabe around, Gabe’s eyes lighting up at the prospect of getting his money back after all.
Both men walked carefully inside, their noses met with the typical barnyard scents of hay, manure, and horses. They looked on the dirty floor for the bill, not noticing the door click shut behind them. There didn’t seem to be anyone around, and Jason wondered who had opened the door. Gabe, however, was too focused on finding his money. A quick look at the barn floor revealed nothing. There were dozens of horse stalls set up in a rectangle around the massive structure. He would have to search them all!
“Heeeeeeiiiiggggllllppp meeeeiiiggghhhh!” a horse-like whinny suddenly exclaimed from within the barn, shocking both men. What the fuck had made that sound? They both looked around the barn, finally noticing something out of place, something moving frantically at the far end. Cautiously, they walked over, wondering what could have made that sound, a disturbing cross between equine and human.
The sight that greeted them sent shivers down their spines. At the far end of the barn stood a woman, on all fours with shackles around her legs, only… she wasn’t human, not anymore, at least. Her face was stretched out in front of her with black flared nostrils, she was naked and covered with tiny hairs, she had hooves where her hands had been, and a half-grown horse’s tail swished madly about her expanded rear. She kicked and screamed and bucked at her prison in an attempt to get free, seeming agitated by the sight of the two men.
Jason almost threw up from the sight, and Gabe backed away slowly, scarcely able to comprehend what he was looking at. They were so stunned by the impossible sight before them that they didn’t feel the darts enter their necks until they had fallen onto their knees on the dirty floor. Gabe had barely enough energy to look up and see a woman in a lab coat, holding a dart gun and smirking before he passed out.
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They both awoke sometime later, chained to the center of a stall much like the woman across the barn from them. In horror, they quickly realized they’d been stripped of all their clothes, wallets, and personal possessions. They screamed and kicked and yelled at the woman in the lab coat, who had been standing right outside their stall door with a clipboard. She merely ignored them, muttering something about them being the perfect fools to fall into her hands like this. She had a look of pure indifference, as though she thought the two men were far beneath her, not worthy of her time. She didn’t bother explaining how or why. She simply stated that the sight before them was proof enough of their eventual fates, that they were lucky as the facility was in need of more stallions.
Neither Gabe nor Jason could make any sense of those few words. Both were pissed at being chained in a barn, like animals, when they were clearly human! The woman ignored their cries of protest, checking her phone and clipboard one more time before walking out of the barn.
Neither man was able to fully comprehend what was truly going on until the first bits of hair began to sprout on their wrists, and the horsey smell from the barn began to waft up from their own changing flesh. It was then they slowly began to realize their fates. And they knew of no way to stop what was happening.
And Gabe never did get his money back.
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Time seemed to stand still as Gabe stared at the wooden walls of his unexpected prison. He had no way to tell the passage of time, save a beam of light that slowly adjusted angles through a crack in the barn ceiling. Though it couldn’t have been more than a few hours, it seemed like years since they were thrust into this stinking prison. There was little left to do save contemplate the horrific fate they were to experience.
Gabe watched as Jason scratched furiously at his wrists, skin red and raw where the fur had not started to grow yet. More alarming than his aggressive actions were the areas across his skin covered in a mix of black and white hairs that were clearly inhuman. Gabe, too, had sprouted a few patches of brown fur along his arms. Both men were stark naked; Gabe could clearly see the extent of the changes to him and his best friend, even those they’d both prefer keeping covered. Their only garments were a thick iron chain that bolted both men to the floor.
The bizarre-looking beast at the other side of the barn was a clue to their eventual fates. Her as of yet too small muzzle and underdeveloped musculature was the only indication she had ever been human. She was more docile now; when they’d been brought in, she reared and kicked at the gates of her pen, a final act of defiance against her captors. Now she stood and ate, unable to resist the needs of her growing body. Reflexively, her tail lifted, and several large dollops of horse manure fell out, adding to the already prevalent stench in the barn.
The barn reeked of animal shit, amplified by the heat in the midsummer afternoon air. Gabe’s skin was practically crawling with horseflies, the only creatures attracted by the stench. He and Jason seemed doomed to live in this stinking hell, well on their way to becoming simple farm beasts.
Even in the short amount of time they’d been here, they had changed so much already. Jason’s hair had grown thick and shaggy, falling over his eye as his ears grew pointed and started crawling up his head. His nostrils flared, face feeling oddly puffy. His tailbone poked out slightly, and although Gabe tried not to look, his cock had also begun to shift, growing larger and darker. Gabe knew similar changes had happened to himself, but it was hard for him to see without a mirror.
In those first few hours, they fought, yelling and screaming as they pulled in vain at their chains. But as their changes began to overtake them in the summer heat, it became evident there was little they could do to avoid their fate as they sat in silence. Jason still tugged at the chain bolting him to the floor, trying desperately to get it to budge just an inch, but eventually gave up with a sigh. He’d already tried for hours, and nothing had changed. It was clearly no use, and, by this point, he was exhausted. He wanted to scream, but his throat was already raw from all the yelling he and Gabe had done before. Besides, when he did, the stench of the horse’s waste filled his nose and made him gag. He hated the smell.
Jason couldn’t stop scratching at his wrists. His skin itched all over, and he knew it was fur pushing its way out. His muscles ached all over, too, and seemed bigger than they had been before. An ache in his spine made him reach back to touch the new nub he had sprouted, and to his dismay, he found it was longer, with long hairs growing down its length. He tried burying his face in his hands to avoid looking at the horrific changes. That didn’t help as he felt his jaw slowly pushing forward at his touch.
Jason looked over at Gabe and saw similar changes. His ears had pointed and moved up his head as his hair slowly grew longer, reaching down to his pecs. His face was distorted too, his nose flared and jaw pushed out slightly. Thick brown hairs were growing all over his chest and arms, and his feet seemed to be misshapen, clearly longer than they had been. He avoided looking at Gabe’s cock, but he assumed it had changed like his own. Jason’s balls had swollen larger, and dark patches had appeared on his cock. It was longer and thicker than normal, just another sign they were turning into horses.
“Fuck… this can’t be happening… we’ve gotta find some way out of this Gabe… there’s gotta be something we haven’t tried.”
“I don’t know Jason, I don’t… fuck…” Gabe’s voice trailed off as tears ran down his cheek. A few hours ago he had no idea such changes were even possible, but now it seemed he would soon have to cope with the reality that he and his friend would spend the rest of their days as horses. Tied up in a cramped barn, standing in piles of piss and shit, flies irritating their sweaty hides. It was almost impossible to comprehend.
A loud creak drew the boys’ attention to the outside door opening. A woman’s chuckling was followed steadily behind by the clopping of the horse’s hooves. Gabe craned his head to look; the woman was the one who had injected them, retaining that look of cold indifference to the notion of the lives she’d destroyed. She regarded the boys with curiosity, taking in their latest changes.
“Hmm… not too far along,” she muttered as she returned her attention to her charge, a dapple gray stallion who now snorted and sniffed the air, stamping his hooves in frustration.
“There, there. You’ll get your chance soon,” said the woman as she patted the former man’s head. She opened the door adjacent to them, exposing the swollen hindquarters of the soon-to-be mare within. The mare, for her part, whickered and panted in frustration, but the way her hips buckled and her tail raised betrayed her desires.
“You’ll have to forgive your suitor. You’ll be his first mare since he completed his changes, so he might be a little inexperienced. Though I see you’re more than eager to take your first stallion,” the woman smirked.
The mare grunted in frustration, her swollen sex pulsing as the stallion blew a breath of warm air over her nethers. She hitched her tail to the side, letting out a reflexive stream of urine, nearly hitting the stallion in the nose as he whickered and snorted in frustration.
“Claim your mare Ben, she’s waiting for you,” the woman whispered as she unclasped the stallion’s bridle. In a fluid motion, the horse formerly known as Ben reared up and tried to spear the mare with his taut horse cock. The mare, feeling his weight, hitched her tail, pushing back against his inexperienced shaft. She nickered and whinnied as her sex was pierced by the eager male, both beasts quivering with sensation.
Both Gabe and Jason watched in horror and fascination as the mare’s body began to crack and groan, muscles rippling under her skin as she began to grow larger. Her face continued to look all the more equine with each passing moment as the two beasts rutted. It seemed as though sexual activity was the cause of further change, as though the mating might make her body entirely into that of a horse.
Gabe was stunned to feel a stirring in his crotch from the display. Embarrassed, he put his hands over his swelling cock, hoping Jason wouldn’t see. What had those fuckers done to him?! He could readily detect the rank scent of equine musk in the air, the scent of sweat and sex making him more excited. He resisted the urge to look, to touch himself, though his member ached and leaked from the sights and scents he was experiencing.
Jason, too, watched in disgust as the two beasts fucked in the pen across from their prison. He wanted to look away but was transfixed by the sight as the mare’s body cracked and shifted, slowly changing as she became fully a horse. The scent of sex from their breeding hit his nose, and he looked away, though finding himself breathing it deeply instinctively. Jason’s face burned bright red as he felt his cock getting harder. The sight of the two horses breeding caused his shaft to swell with each whinny and whicker. He bit his lip and covered his crotch with his hands, trying to hide his erection from Gabe as he felt his cock pushing past his fingers. Why was this making him hard!? This was horrible, disgusting, fucking depraved! But it was turning him on somehow. It must have had something to do with the changes, and he resented it.
After a few moments, the stallion dismounted, several large clumps of semen falling to the floor as the mare swished her tail in satisfaction. The woman smiled, leading the still-erect stallion out of the barn. Gabe couldn’t help but look at his cock, the massive mottled flesh, and swaying balls as the stallion was lead passed. The woman gave them a knowing look as she walked away.
Jason remained turned away from Gabe, desperately willing his erection to go down before Gabe saw it, but his arousal just wouldn’t subside. His cock remained hard as the images of the horses breeding played over and over in his head, making his cock twitch. He shouldn’t be hard at a time like this, he couldn’t! But he couldn’t deny how horny he was. Finally, Jason looked down at his member and saw how much thicker and longer it had become, the tip starting to flare out strangely as a stream of pre leaked down his length. He had to will this erection down before it changed even more!
Meanwhile, Gabe felt his nostrils flare, unintentionally drinking in the scents of sweat and musk in the barn. His hands were over his cock, but he knew that Jason could smell his leaking tool as much as Gabe could smell Jason’s own. He felt it leak all over his hand and the tip flare from his touch. A part of him even wished he was closer to the changed mare…
“Arrrggg!” Gabe moaned, not realizing he’d been subconsciously humping his open palm, desperate for release. He quickly pulled his hand away, letting his massive darkening cock bob up and down in full view of his friend. He knew he should be embarrassed, but he was so damn horny! He couldn’t help it, the equine pheromones that hung heavily in the barn were obviously a huge turn-on to his changing physiology.
He looked down at his cock, seeing the flared tip becoming mushroom-shaped and looking so much like the stallion’s tool. He wanted to touch it, to relieve the pressure welling up in his blackening balls. He couldn’t, could he? Not in front of his friend. He knew they would soon be horses, would have to watch each other piss and shit and fuck with no modesty, but that didn’t mean he should just jerk himself off right now, did it?
To his disdain, the sexual arousal seemed to be fueling further change as he felt his tailbone ache as though it was continuing to grow. He brushed his hand over his cock tip once more, shuddering as the contact dulled the pain of the other changes for a brief moment. Maybe if he touched himself a bit more…
The scent of Gabe’s leaking member hit Jason’s nose with full force. His nostrils flared again as he breathed it in, making his cock throb. Before he could stop himself, Jason looked over, seeing Gabe’s massive cock bobbing up and down. The sight sent a surge through his own cock, and another stream of pre spurted out. Jason looked away quickly in embarrassment, face burning.
‘Why did that make me so horny!? I don’t like cock, and I’m certainly not attracted to guys! Fuck… what’s wrong with me…?’ Jason thought. He felt his legs start to ache again like they were growing more as cock kept insistently throbbing. It just wouldn’t go down!
Jason held out for as long as he could, but the aching in his cock and something changing in his mind kept pushing him to touch himself. Finally, when he just couldn’t resist anymore, he grabbed the base of his cock gently. Even that soft touch sent a wave of pleasure through him, his cock much more sensitive than before. Jason stroked his cock slowly, trembling slightly in pleasure as the feeling started to drown out the pain of change and scents around him. As he touched himself ever so slowly, he could see the tip of his member flaring out as his cock grew larger and thicker, a ring forming around the middle as his balls started to visibly swell. Yet, the feeling was so sublime, making him forget for a moment that he was becoming a horse. His balls sprouted white fur that spread up his belly, and down his thighs, the touch a catalyst for further change. And, all the while, his thoughts turned from the mare, the scent of the stallion in the pen with him more pungent and arousing to his changing sensibilities.
‘It would be so nice to rub this massive member against Gabe’s… and maybe feel Gabe’s flared tip push slowly into his ass- Jesus what am I thinking!’ Jason thought as he jerked his hand away from his cock. He wasn’t gay! He didn’t want Gabe’s cock! And he shouldn’t be touching himself at a time like this! They were trapped in a barn with stinking barn animals, slowly becoming just like them.
Jason looked over and saw Gabe watching him, and his face burned bright red. “Agh fuck… I’m sorry Gabe, I just forgot myself for a moment… I couldn’t resist. Whatever these fuckers did to us, it’s making me so horny… and it’s terrible! We shouldn’t be horny… not here like this…”
“No… we can’t…” Gabe moaned, feeling his cock throb and pulse under his touch. His stomach itched as it became bloated, though not nearly enough to hide the massive horse cock he had grown from his crotch. It was already so much larger than his cock was as a human being. Yet it still paled in comparison to the stallion’s own tool he’d seen moments ago.
Shuddering, Gabe recalled the mare, how much faster she’d changed after being mounted, more than the entire few hours they’d been watching her. Would he change more quickly, too, if he touched himself? He found himself wondering if he should bother resisting at all. He’d be a fucking animal either way. Why not shoot off a few loads while he still had fingers?
No. He had to resist. He had to try. Maybe there was a way he could escape and return to his human form. He couldn’t give up. And yet… the sensations welling up from his cock were more than he could bear. Would it hurt so much to touch it? Maybe it would allow him to think, to calm down…
“Fuck, Jason, I’m sorry… I just really need to touch it, just a little,” Gabe whined, having already lost the mental battle.
Hearing Gabe’s words, Jason let out a small pant as he thought about touching himself again, stroking his now huge member. How good would it feel, pumping his massive shaft until he shot all over the barn? But he couldn’t… he noticed the changes just touching himself a little had brought on. His tail was longer, his belly was more swollen, and more fur had started to spread over his body. He’d change further if he did it again… he couldn’t do it. They had to escape, they couldn’t just let themselves become fucking horses!
But as his cock throbbed and twitched, it became harder to resist. He had to touch it… he was just too horny, too pent up. No one could resist at a time like this! He just had to relieve the tension… just a little.
“Oooh fuck… I can’t resist it either… I’m just too horny. I have to touch mine, too, it just won’t stop throbbing… just don’t look okay? I won’t look either… and we can think about what to do when we’re… done…” Jason panted, taking one last glance at Gabe before looking away and reaching down to grab his leaking member. Another shiver of pleasure went through him as he started to stroke slowly, and his cock surged hard, shooting another stream of pre.
Gabe, too, turned around, his back to Jason as he looked hungrily at his own cock. He could smell his pre edging him on, but there was something else in the air, other than the residual scents of the fully formed horses. The sweaty, musky scent coming from his friend was turning him on. But that was impossible, wasn’t it? They were both becoming stallions, right? Yet it was impossible to deny the urges from the erotic equine scent wafting off his changing friend.
Gabe looked at his cock, noticing how the tip had flared and how the whole shaft had begun to darken. He noticed the beginnings of a ring around the center, one like he’d seen on the stallion’s cock from earlier. It was obvious he was changing little by little, but it was so difficult to worry when… oh fuck, he couldn’t think! He just needed to touch himself… just a little…
With stiff fingers, he finally grasped the thick meaty shaft, moaning from how sensitive he’d become. It seemed to grow bigger at just his simple touch, blood surging through erectile tissues even as it continued to expand towards a horse’s own. Against his better inclinations, Gabe found himself wondering how much bigger it could get, maybe as big as the stallion he’d seen earlier.
Jason, meanwhile, panted as he moved his hand slowly up and down his massive member, trying not to moan from the unbelievable feeling. He didn’t think his cock could get much bigger at this point, already so huge. But as he stroked himself, he could see his cock darkening in a few spots, becoming mottled as it grew slightly longer. Fuck… how big would it get? The sheer force of blood needed to supply such a mammoth member left him dizzied, though it was already hard to think through the sexual lust they were both enraptured by.
His wrists started to itch more than the rest of his arms as white fur slowly sprouted on his forearms, long and thick like a horse’s fetlocks. Jason let go of his cock and whined at the sight. The more he touched his aching cock, the more it changed him. He had to stop. But once more, Gabe’s scent hit his nose, sweaty and musky, like a horse… but somehow the wonderful aroma turned him on even more, even though Gabe was a guy. It didn’t make any sense… why was it making him throb so much? The more Jason smelled it, the more he became unable to resist, and he finally grabbed his cock again, stroking himself faster than before. A small moan escaped his lips as shivers of pleasure flushed through his body.
Meanwhile, Gabe moaned as his cock continued to grow, pre dripping from the tip like a faucet as he pleasured his meaty length. He could smell Jason beside him, the virile stallion musk driving him wild. He had no idea why another stallion would smell so good, but it was simply too hard to deny the erotic scents wafting up from his sweaty companion.
As he rubbed his growing cock he noticed that his fingers felt oddly stiff, as though his grip was waning. He looked down in horror to see that his middle finger had begun to expand while his remaining digits were shrinking before his eyes. His nail on each middle finger had begun to expand and encompass the tip in hard keratin. They looked like hooves. He had fucking horse’s hooves!
Gabe knew he had to stop, that touching himself was accelerating his changes. He was going to lose his hands, his way of interacting with the world! He didn’t want this! He didn’t want to be some animal, some beast unable to touch or feel, simply resting the weight of his massive bulk on his otherwise useless appendages. Yet no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t stop. The sensations from his stallion rod were too erotic, too wonderful. He just needed a little more… just needed to cum a little… then he could stop. Just a little more…
Jason, meanwhile, was panting as he rubbed his cock up and down, feeling it throb and surge in his grasp as it slowly grew. The more it changed, the more intense the sensations seemed to become, and he could see more white hairs sprouting on his arms before his eyes. He noticed the stiffness in his fingers, and when he slowed his stroking to look at his hands, he saw his middle fingers had darkened, thick nails at the tip, like growing horse hooves, and his other fingers were slowly shrinking. His feet ached, and when he looked down, they had grown longer, middle toes thickening while his other toes shrank away, the same white fetlocks forming on his ankles as on his wrists.
Fuck! This couldn’t be happening! He didn’t want to have hooves, to not be able to hold or feel anything with his hands, to have to stand on all fours like a dumb animal for the rest of his life. Jason knew he had to stop stroking himself, it was the only way. But it just felt too good… and when the smell of Gabe’s throbbing member hit his nose once again, he just couldn’t stop. He stroked himself faster and faster, letting out a moan as his nose flared out further, his jaw aching as his cock shot streams of pre. His balls started to swell larger as they filled with seed, white fur slowly growing and covering them. He knew he was changing himself, but he couldn’t resist it… he had to keep going… just had to cum… just had to empty these huge balls…
“No… Gotta stoppp neeeeiiigghhh!” Gabe yelled, shocked at the more equine sounds coming out of his mouth. He had changed so much already! His stiffening fingers brought a sense of urgency. His thumb was sliding slowly up his wrist, making his grip on his member precarious. If he didn’t bring himself to the edge now, he’d never touch himself like a human again. He would never be able to pleasure himself, he would be a slave to the whims of his masters, only fucking when they presented him with mares, his only form of release.
The intensity of the conflict in his emotions held him at the cusp. Was it an act of submission, or defiance, to blow his final human load here and now? With the heavy equine musk in the air and the growing need in his expanding, furry balls and stretching shaft, it was clear that he no longer had a say in the matter.
“Fuck Jason, I’m sorreeey…” Gabe moaned as he felt the pressure building up in his brown-furred balls. It was almost a race, whether or not he could empty his balls before he felt his thumb slide too far down in his palm to grasp his shaft. A race to see if he could cum before his darkening nail encroached over his middle finger, till he could no longer feel. Dammit, he was changing so fast… but he was so close…
“Fuck… oh my god… hhrrrhheeeiiiggghh!” he yelled, feeling his balls churn and his shaft throb as torrents of cum shot out of his blackened member. He writhed on the floor, nearly passing out from the ecstasy. There was so much… his balls were so heavy with seed that the explosion felt like a geyser.
He slowly came down from his orgasmic high, feeling the last few tremors wracking his body. He kept his eyes closed; he knew he had to look at himself, to see what he’d done. But not yet. He wanted the post-orgasmic bliss to last as long as possible before the weight of shame from his actions crushed his spirit further
“Fff- fuck… can’t stop… feeeiiiggghhls too good… have to stop…” Jason panted as he continued to stroke his darkening mottled cock. He wanted to stop, knew what would happen if he kept going, but it just felt too good. It was like his hand had a mind of its own. Whenever he willed himself to stop, his cock throbbed again and another wave of pleasure rocked his body.
As he pumped his shaft faster and faster, he could feel his grip on his cock slipping. His shaft was so thick now, and his fingers were slowly shrinking away. Did it matter though? Even if he stopped now, was there any way to reverse this? There didn’t seem to be any way out, but he had to try, didn’t he? But no matter how he tried to reason with himself, Jason couldn’t stop. The pleasure was too great, and it pushed him on as he moaned and tried to resist whinnying. His balls churned as he felt his orgasm nearing. His jaw creaked as it stretched further, more white hairs sprouting around his flared nose as his cock spurted pre right onto his growing muzzle.
The sight of Gabe cumming was more than enough to send him over the edge in the end. “Fuck… oh fuck… I can’t hold it, Gabe… I’m nneeeiiiigghhh!!” Jason whinnied as he finally reached his climax, moaning and squirming as his legs bucked, completely lost in pleasure as he shot stream after stream of musky cum from his massive member. He felt it shoot onto his chest and barely cared as it covered the floor around him, making him whiny loudly once more before his orgasm finally ended.
He collapsed, panting hard and still gripping his cock after that amazing orgasm. It was like nothing he’d ever felt before… but it meant he was even closer to being a horse. He huffed and braced himself to look down at his changes.
Gabe meanwhile was staring at his chest in horror. The black skin had encroached over his chest, bringing with it a wave of brown fur. His stomach was massive, hard as a rock with muscle. He could twitch his fucking TAIL now as he adjusted his weight away from crushing his swollen balls. His flesh was thick with sweat, even in those areas where the fur had yet to spread. He fucking REEKED of horseflesh, the smell nearly making him gag. He could see his nostrils flared in front of his face, feel his ears twitch, longer than before. Worst of all was his fingers. His thumbs were far up his wrists, which were adorned with thick grey hairs. His middle finger was more than half the width of his wrist now, and his remaining digits were less than half the length they’d been. His nail was thick and solid, stretching over the tips. He’d never touch, never feel. Never grab his dick again.
“F-fuck Jason… what do weeiiggghh do?”
Jason meanwhile groaned in horror as he looked down at himself. More darkened skin and black and white fur covered his chest, legs, and arms. His cock looked completely inhuman and massive, slowly softening as thick pre oozed from the tip. He could see his nose, long and flared in front of his face. His lips had become rubbery and his teeth thicker as he let out another involuntary whinny. His middle toes almost completely took up the end of his feet, his other toes very small as long white fetlocks hung from his ankles. He stared in horror as he saw the same changes to the fingers on his hands. His middle fingers were so huge, encompassed with thick black hoof-nails as his other fingers had shrunk much smaller. He couldn’t stroke himself with these! He couldn’t even hold or feel anything with mutated limbs like this.
“No, no, no… God dammieeeiiiggghht… Why did we do that… Weeeiiiggghh should have stopped…”
“I couldn’t stop… was too horneeeiiiiiigghh!” Gabe whinnied, ashamed at the equine sounds coming from his mouth. His lips felt thicker and rubbery, teeth larger as spit drooled from his proto muzzle. His feet were large, middle toe almost the size of a hoof in relation to his leg. How had he not noticed?! They had changed so quickly, any hope of becoming human quickly waning as their equine fates seemed all the more certain.
Gabe regarded Jason carefully, how he looked so much more like a horse already. Gabe knew his visage was reflected in his friend’s brown eyes, still human for now. For how much longer?
Jason shook his head and whimpered a little, trying to cover his face with his hands, but he couldn’t do it well with the way his fingers had changed. He started to breathe faster, trying to hold back tears as it sunk in more and more that he would soon be a horse completely. All hope seemed to be lost at this point. Even if they could escape, how could they live normally like this? And how would they find a way to change themselves back if they didn’t have hands… or couldn’t even speak, as he was sure would be the case soon. But he had to stay strong. He didn’t want to cry in front of Gabe.
“I was so horneeeeiiiiggghhh too… fuck… can’t stop whinneeeiiighing…” Jason shook his head as he tried to focus on talking like a human. He looked over at Gabe and saw the same changes on him, his body bulkier, long brown hair hanging down like a mane, massive equine cock… he didn’t even care that he could see his friend’s penis anymore. It wouldn’t matter soon anyway.
“What are weeiiggh… gonna do with hands like these?” he lamented loudly, unable to keep the equine inflections out of his voice.
“I don’t… I don’t knooeeeiigghh! *snort*” Gabe whinnied, the horror of his situation sinking in. He stared at his half-formed hooves, tears streaming down his swollen brown-furred face. He was well on his way to losing his primary contact with the world.
The rank stench of their equine ejaculate hung heavy in the air. Despite the horror of their situation, the smell kinda made Gabe relax. It had felt really good to shoot from such a massive cock. And the sight of Jason’s still semi-erect member… he blushed through his fur as already his horsecock stirred once more in his new sheath.
He spoke slowly, trying his best to keep the equine inflections out of his voice. “It’s… too bad… can’t touch ourselves… like that again… was so good.”
Jason spoke just as slowly in response, “Yeah… honestly that felt… really good… it’s like my cock is so much… more sensitive now… it felt better… than it’s ever been…” He put his mutated hoof hands in his lap, subtly trying to cover his privates as his cock slowly softened and retreated into his sheath. It felt so weird having a sheath. “Maybe… that’s how it feels… for horses…”
He looked at his much more muscular and bulky chest and noted that his limbs were thicker and longer already too. He glanced at Gabe and blushed at the sight of Gabe’s muscular body and massive balls. The scent of his rank horsehide and seed that covered his body flooded Jason’s nose, and he felt his cock throb a little before looking away. Did that sight turn him on? Fuck, he needed to get it together, as much as he could in this situation.
“Maybe… it won’t beeiiggghh… Uhm… so bad,” Gabe said, trying his best to keep his thoughts at bay, his erection down. He had no way to masturbate himself now, and the thoughts of his bobbing horsecock dangling under him while he waited for the workers to bring him a mare disgusted him. He loved the feeling of orgasm but he didn’t just wanna fuck some unwilling mare, human or no! It was disgusting!
He looked over at Jason, that thick mop of black horsehair almost covering his eyes. He saw Jason’s nostrils flare, his own cock starting to twitch. Jason was just as horny as he was… his cock twitched at the thought. He had never been gay but he couldn’t deny how horny his friend’s changes made him. And if Jason felt the same way…
“I don’t know… how it couldn’t… be bad… But at leeiighst… cumming feels… good…” Jason didn’t know how he could cum again though. He couldn’t stroke himself with his hooves. He had seen the two horses breeding earlier, and he certainly didn’t want that. He couldn’t fuck a horse, that would be awful! Jason hoped his captors didn’t force him to breed a mare… But would he even think about it once he was a horse?
Jason whimpered and tried to forget those thoughts as he looked over at Gabe. Immediately his cock stirred again in his sheath. He couldn’t stop looking at Gabe’s muscular body, that long brown mane, his flared and elongated face, and that huge horse sheath. Fuck, Jason wasn’t gay, he’d never been attracted to a guy. But for someone reason, the sight of Gabe was making him horny. He saw Gabe’s cock twitching as he felt his own cock poking out of his sheath a little, a bit hard from the sight and smell. “Jesus wheeiiggh… is this making me… fuck…”
“Meeeiiiggh *snort* too!” Gabe whinnied, unable to control the equine noises coming from his proto muzzle. He looked over at Jason, seeing the other horse man’s cock rise slightly as though in anticipation. They weren’t gay, right? It was just the equine hormones. Yet did it even matter once they were animals? No one would give a fuck if he sucked Jason’s- No he had to find a way out of here. But how? He didn’t even have his hands anymore! He had no means to escape, much less touch his cock as he so craved!
“Jason… what do… *snort* I do… can’t touch… so… ho… horneeeiiiggghhh!”
“Fuck… I’m getting… so horneeeiiighh… fuck… agaeeiigghhn!” Jason whinnied, his frustration making it harder to resist. He had just cum, and his cock was already extending from his sheath again, slowly getting harder as the black and white hairs crept up his chest. He could see Gabe’s cock rising as well, and the sight just made his cock throb as it grew harder. Why was the sight of Gabe’s cock making him so horny!? He couldn’t be gay… it must just be the horse hormones. But the thought of crawling over and wrapping his arms around Gabe, rubbing his cock on- No he couldn’t do that. It was too gay… he had to just will down his erection.
“I don’t know… what to doeeiighh… G- Gabe… can’t eeeiiigghhven… touch ourselves…”
Gabe looked at his cock, leaking and throbbing inches closer to his extending face. He felt his jaw ache, inching slowly towards his prize. His cock was so thick, and his muzzle was growing too. Could he get it around himself? That was disgusting, wasn’t it? No more than breeding a human turned mare, he reasoned. And he couldn’t stand being this horny. Part of him knew he was going to be a horse if he gave in, but what was the point of resisting? Maybe the sensations of equine orgasm were worth it while he could remember them. The first time certainly had been. He sniffed his crotch a little, not caring if Jason saw.
Jason could see Gabe sniffing at his cock as it throbbed closer to his face and the idea entered his mind too. If he couldn’t use his hands, could he use his mouth? His cock was so long now, and his face was still creaking forward, slowly becoming a horse muzzle… he could probably get his lips around it. But was that gay? It was his own cock, but putting his mouth on it?
His cock throbbed again, fully erect. He was just too horny, he needed to cum again however possible. It wouldn’t even matter soon, once he was just a dumb horse. He leaned forward and opened his growing muzzle, wrapping his lips around the tip of his cock. As he licked gently, he felt a shiver of pleasure rock his body. Fuck that felt good… he moaned as he slid a couple of inches of his cock into his muzzle, sucking gently as pre squirted onto his tongue.
Gabe saw Jason following his lead and lowered his own rubbery lips, touching the tip of his flared mottled cock. Gabe moaned a little bit, the sensation more intense than any past blowjob. The taste was off-putting at first but the more he licked, the more he needed the salty savory flavor. He awkwardly tried to move his thickening lips over the tip, imitating Jason. He didn’t care how much his belly was expanding, how much his blackening skin itched. The feeling of a horse cock in his mouth was too intoxicating to stop.
Jason was disgusted at first from the taste of pre in his mouth, and almost pulled back, but the feeling was too good. He tried to push his muzzle down further, to fit more of his member in his mouth, but he could only bend so much. He sucked harder at his throbbing horse cock, feeling more fluid enter his muzzle as his muscles bulged. He could feel himself changing faster, his belly getting rounder as more fur grew on his legs and torso, his muzzle stretching forward further. His rubbery lips on his cock felt amazing!
Gabe tried desperately to keep his cock in his muzzle. However his changes were once again happening faster, his lust a catalyst to impending equine-hood. He could do nothing but feel the fur spread around his belly as his muscled paunch expanded. His hips cracked and moaned as they slowly shifted position. His belly was getting so big, pressing against his growing cock as the base began to feel warm, a spreading skin enveloping his base. He whickered and panted, desperate to keep his prize close in his mouth. It was too late now to turn back.
Jason wrapped his long tongue around his thick length as he sucked, feeling his body growing as his legs started to crack and reshape. He could feel his feet stretching out as his ankles pushed back. As much as he didn’t want to be a horse, and he knew he was making the changes happen faster, there was no way to stop it anyway. He moaned as more fur spread down his arms and he felt his torso lengthening. It became harder to keep his cock in his mouth, and he felt it slowly sliding out. Jason sucked harder as he fought to keep his cock in his muzzle, desperate to cum, but after a while, his cock left his lips with a wet pop.
“Dammieeeiiiggghht… I can’t keeiiiggghhp my cock in…” Jason moaned as he looked over at Gabe.
“Meeeiigggghhhh neeeeiiggghhhhh!” Gabe shouted, losing all human intonation as his lips left the sweet tangy flavor of his still-growing horse cock. He reached for it once more, lipping at the tip even as it kept comically falling out of his reach. Part of him was relieved; he wouldn’t change if he couldn’t pleasure himself. Yet he was so damn horny. He didn’t want to fuck an unwilling mare… this was the only way for him to cum now, and he couldn’t even do this much! He kicked and whinnied in frustration, feeling his shoulders ache and muscles groan as he was steadily overcome with change.
Jason stretched his neck forward repeatedly to try to get his cock in his mouth, but it was just out of his reach. He hated that he changed so much, but he couldn’t stop now, he needed to cum. He tried and failed to pleasure himself with his hoof hands, his fingers were almost completely gone now as his hoof stood out large on his middle finger. Jason let out a whinny of frustration. He saw Gabe was having the same problem, but the sight of that cock… Jason felt his own dick throbbing with need as he watched Gabe’s massive horse cock bobbing up and down, pre dribbling down his shaft.
“G- Gaaeeiiigghhhbe… your cock looks so…” Jason crawled over to Gabe and sniffed his member. He just wanted so badly to get his lips around… no, he couldn’t do that! His own cock was one thing, but Gabe’s…
“Jaaaaason!” Gabe cried as his friend sniffed his cock. Gabe moaned as he felt the changes flow steadily through his form. His legs lengthened, ankles long as his knees shrank closer toward his hips. He’d gained hundreds of pounds of muscle now, his chest and stomach barreling ever forward. His tail swished over his backside as he felt the heavy hairbrush against his anus. It had pushed itself back and out just below his tail, looking more and more like the horse’s backside he’d have the rest of his days.
He wanted so badly for Jason to wrap his rubbery lips against his flared tip. But that would be gay, wouldn’t it? Sucking his own cock was one thing but a guy sucking his? Did it matter anymore if they were soon to be dumb smelly animals?
Jason moaned as the rank, musky scent of Gabe’s cock filled his flared nose. It was so inviting, so intoxicating. He could feel his cock throbbing and spurting, his lust driving on his changes as his chest barreled out, gaining more and more mass and muscle. His legs reshaped, his ankles stretching longer as his hooves got thicker. His ass swelled big and round as his long tail swished over it, almost completely a horse’s ass. He had to stop this or he’d make himself completely a horse! But it was just so tempting… the thought of sucking a horse cock shouldn’t be turning him on this much, but it was, and the urge was clouding his mind as he touched his nose to Gabe’s cock tip.
“Oooh, Gaeeiigghhbe… your cock smells… so good… I want- I- I want to taeeeiiighhste it…”
“Fuck Jason… I neeeiiigggghhhh neiighhhhhh!” Gabe whinnied, voice degenerating into an equine sound. He felt his face itch, his nose getting longer, clearly visible in front of his face now. His ears twitched, situated on the top of his head. His chest was almost entirely covered with horse fur. The changes were coming faster now. He couldn’t stop it if he wanted to. The thought of Jason sucking him off, making him cum again… His cock was so much bigger, the shaft black and throbbing and growing still. He would be just like the stallion he’d seen earlier and the thought excited him.
Jason licked the top half of Gabe’s shaft slowly, shivering as he tasted Gabe’s salty pre. “Oooh, I n- neeeiiiggghhh!” Jason whinnied before opening his mouth wide and closing his lips around Gabe’s cock. He took in the first few inches, moaning as he sucked and licked, wrapping his tongue around Gabe’s throbbing mottled shaft. He could feel the changes accelerating as his face creaked forward, his nose becoming more visible to him as his ears moved to the top of his head, twitching as more black and white fur covered his face. He knew he was changing himself faster but Gabe’s cock tasted too good. Jason groaned as his own cock twitched with need, but he could no longer reach it.
Gabe shifted as the weight in his body increased steadily. He nickered and moaned at the sensation of Jason sucking down his copious pre. He was sweating again, his stallion stink permeating the air and making his cock leak all the more down Jason’s eager throat.
He spied Jason’s horse cock, as erect and proud as his own. Deep down he wanted to suck that cock, to give Jason the pleasure he was getting. He craned his neck, shifting his body around as he lay down on his side. Jason struggled to maintain his grip on his friend’s horsecock and suppressed a moan when he felt Gabe’s lips on his own rod. Jason trembled with pleasure as Gabe’s lips closed around his cock and it spurted a bit of pre into his maw. He sucked Gabe’s rod more eagerly as he tasted Gabe’s own pre, taking another inch in his growing muzzle. He shifted his body as best he could lay on his side for a better position and started bobbing his head back and forth along Gabe’s shaft. Jason could feel his ass changing as Gabe sucked his cock, his cheeks and thighs swelling more as his anus started to push out, forming a black pucker like a horse’s.
Gabe savored the taste of Jason’s horsecock in his mouth, the flavor so much better than even his own member. He could see Jason’s massive black balls as his face pushed out even further, his muzzle better able to deep-throat Jason’s thick equine member. He had a passing notion; if he and his buddy could continue to pleasure each other like this, would being a horse be so bad? Sure, they’d be smelly animals, but that orgasm was so amazing… the thought of being able to experience it anytime with Jason was intoxicating. He found himself hoping he remembered enough of the feeling to try pleasing this massive hunky stallion when they had finished changing.
Jason moaned and whickered with pleasure, feeling himself getting sweatier, the sex and exertion making his smell thicker as he bobbed back and forth on Gabe’s cock. He could smell Gabe’s ball sweat and the scent made him throb in Gabe’s muzzle as he slid forward, taking more of Gabe’s growing cock in his muzzle. Jason slid Gabe’s cock into his throat and sucked hard as he felt Gabe sucking hard on his. It felt so amazing. He couldn’t believe the pleasure and sensations he was feeling. If it felt this good to be a horse, to experience this with Gabe, did he really want to go back? Maybe it could be good… pleasuring the sexy horse before him, sucking Gabe’s cock as Gabe sucked his, whenever they wanted… he just hoped they still wanted this when they were fully horses.
Gabe nearly gagged from the massive tip of Jason’s cock in his mouth. It was leaking so much and the flavor spurred on the lust in his own balls. He felt that familiar pressure build up once more. The constant pressure of Jason’s muzzle on his cock was powerfully arousing, and he couldn’t hold back even if he wanted to. He was going to cum! He bucked his hips, slapping his sweaty balls against Jason’s muzzle as he came, a powerful blast of horse cum soaking his friend’s stretching muzzle and sliding down his eager gullet.
Jason let out a startled snort as Gabe’s cock blew deep in his throat, shooting ropes of cum deep inside him, all the while Gabe’s muzzle sucking hard on Jason’s throbbing shaft. Jason felt the same pressure building, his black balls swelling as his body trembled in extreme pleasure, knowing his orgasm was cumming. As much as Jason tried to resist, he thrust his hips forward as his cock exploded, shooting his massive load deep into Gabe’s maw. The pleasure was so extreme, he whinnied around Gabe’s cock as he trembled in ecstasy, horse cum spraying from Gabe’s lips as the rest shot down his throat.
Gabe nickered and panted as he felt his massive balls drain into Jason’s mouth, his own muzzle also full of salty cum. It wasn’t nearly as bad as he would have thought, having the taste of cum in his mouth. And if Jason felt even a fraction of the pleasure Gabe did, then the experience was worth it. He closed his eyes, massive brown nose breathing heavily. He was so tired. His muscles still ached here and there but for now, the rapid changes had subsided. He could examine his body later, see how much humanity was left. But he didn’t see the point. He was nearly as far gone as the woman they’d seen when they first entered the barn. There was no chance they’d be human again. But was being a horse so bad? The sex was amazing, at least. Gabe found himself rather attracted to Jason. He didn’t know if he was gay but his equine buddy certainly did it for him. He hoped Jason felt the same way
Jason drank down the last of Gabe’s cum as the last of his own load leaked into Gabe’s muzzle. The taste wasn’t exactly unpleasant, and it was definitely worth the intense feeling of their shared orgasms. He pulled back and let Gabe’s massive cock fall out of his muzzle, cum dripping off his rubbery lips as he felt Gabe pull his muzzle off of his own cock. After these two intense orgasms, Jason was extremely tired. He could barely move to examine his change, but he looked down to find his fingers almost completely gone, big black hooves taking their place. He tried to keep his eyes open but he felt himself drifting off to sleep.
Jason felt no hope left of becoming human again, he was already so far gone. But he found himself thinking the same thing as Gabe, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if the sex was that good. He couldn’t believe he’d done something like that with another male, sucked his cock, and guzzled down his cum, but it felt so good. He realized he was pretty… attracted to Gabe, even as a horse. He was sure he wasn’t before, but he couldn’t deny it now.
“Gabe… that was amaeeiigghzing…” Jason said quietly as he lay on his side, falling slowly asleep.
“It reeeiiiiigggghhhh was…” Gabe said, almost snorting as his eyes fluttered shut. His body was rank and frothy with sweat from his excursions as he felt the itches and tingles of horsehide spreading up his shoulders and neck, but he was done caring. Horses didn’t look that bad, and the smell of his body didn’t bother his new nose as much as he thought it would. He’d likely get used to it in time.
It was very hot in the barn but somehow he didn’t want to leave Jason’s side. He was content to lie close to the slightly smaller stallion, moving his body and stretching out a nearly fully formed hoof to rest on Jason’s expanding flank. He wanted his buddy to know he was here for him, even as he prepared to pass out from the two sessions of intense sex.
Jason’s eyes fluttered open once more as he felt Gabe’s hoof on his changing side. For the first time since their capture, a sense of happiness entered his mind. He scooted a little closer to Gabe, feeling their expanding chests touching as he lay his own almost full hoof on Gabe’s side. He’d be there for his friend too as they slept. Jason let out a snort, flicking his tail as he finally drifted off.
Gabe had very vivid dreams as he napped. Of running, of fields, of horses, experiencing the world in a very different way than he had as a human. His nose was alive with scents of barns and horses that would have repulsed him as a human but weren’t nearly as bad as an equine. In each image, he saw the stallion, the magnificent black and white beast, slightly smaller than himself. He’d feel himself grow hard at the sight, wanting to mount him, to claim this male as his own, as was his right to breed.
He awoke suddenly, realizing his body was very heavy. He lay still, allowing himself to feel the full weight of his form. It wouldn’t be long now till the changes were complete. Jason’s rank scent stuck out in his nostrils, causing another stirring in his loins. There was no doubt that his friend’s horsey body was a huge turn-on, equine pheromones or not. He felt his cock grow warm and expand, an odd sensation as it slithered out of what he knew to be his sheath. He tried to move his arms, but they didn’t seem to be able to rotate from side to side as well as they used to. He realized his shoulders had sunk in further into his chest.
One more orgasm would probably seal his fate. But he didn’t care. Instead, he reached out with his larger, rubbery muzzle and sniffed for where he knew Jason’s nose to be. His eyes were open but he had a hard time making sense of the massive field of view his big brown eyes allowed him. Still, it was easy enough to find his horsey lover’s lips as he moved in to kiss them gently, wanting to wake Jason up and be with him in these fading moments of humanity.
Jason twitched and snorted as he slept. He had a few snippets of dreams here and there, but none he would remember clearly when he woke. He dreamt of running through open fields, and grazing on hay in the barn, things he would have found strange days ago but now felt normal. He even dreamed shortly about the orgasms they’d just had, of taking Gabe’s cock deep in his muzzle and blowing into Gabe’s own, and thinking he wanted more… to cum like with his equine friend in an even more intimate way… he wanted to-
Jason felt a warm rubbery feeling on his lips and opened his eyes slowly. He felt much more rested and tried to make sense of what he was seeing and feeling and smelling. The thick musk of Gabe’s sweaty hide filled his nose and he felt his cock twitch in his sheath. It was strange that it seemed so normal now, to have a sheath for his cock to retreat into. Then he realized it was Gabe’s lips on his, and he could see his equine lover’s elongated face in front of him. He moved his arms further along Gabe’s hide, unable to move them as he used to, and pressed his lips to Gabe’s, kissing him deeply while moving his chest close. The contact, the smell, and the passion of the kiss sent his cock sliding out of the sheath, growing and hardening as it started to brush against Gabe’s. Jason slid his thick tongue along Gabe’s as he pressed his body close, not caring that this could make him completely a horse, just wanting to be snuggled up in Gabe’s embrace.
Gabe pressed his massive rubbery lips against Jason’s, savoring the flavor of the soon-to-be horse’s muzzle. He ran his tongue over Jason’s teeth, realizing how thick they had gotten, and how he’d soon be using his own to graze in the fields. He hoped he’d at least still have Jason beside him, come what may. He felt his penis crawl steadily out of his sheath, engorged with blood.
He shook his head a few times, annoyed by the thick hair of his mane in his eyes. He was so much bigger, so much heavier than he had been. He didn’t want to talk for fear he’d realize his speech had been taken from him. He felt his body ache as he put on mass and muscle. His hips, in particular, felt strange, as though they were finishing the shifts required for a quadrupedal stance. It was no matter. The taste of his friend in his mouth and the feeling of his cock slapping against Jason’s own growing horse member made the changes seem worth it.
Jason felt Gabe’s tongue in his almost complete horse muzzle, letting out a huff as he slid his own into Gabe slightly, feeling his new teeth as his cock throbbed against Gabe’s. His body ached as he continued to gain muscle, feeling his thighs and shoulders shifting as they became more like a horse’s legs. He knew soon he’d never be able to walk on two legs again, but it felt so good being snuggled against Gabe like this, pressing his lips and cock against Gabe’s as they slowly changed. He found he barely cared they were becoming horses anymore. Jason snorted as he felt his cock throb harder, leaking pre onto the floor and he started to move his hips, grinding his massive cock against Gabe’s.
Gabe arched his hips, settling into a comfortable rhythm grinding their massive horse cocks together. The sensations were electric, sending shivers down his protruding muscled belly as his massive cock leaked all over Jason’s. He was compelled by the sensations of pleasure, the need to sate his carnal lusts. He must have been nearly a horse now. His hands were numb, fully hooves now, but he hardly cared. The sensations from the rest of his body more than made up for it.
He flicked his tail as he doffed and snorted into his lover’s muzzle. He felt his thoughts begin to cloud slightly, and he stopped, for fear he would lose his mind. But it wasn’t as he feared. There was instinct, to be sure, but it wasn’t overriding his human mind. The instincts were welling up inside him, telling him to mate, to breed, he needed to be buried in a mate, in a mare… or…
He found himself wondering what it would be like to mount his sexy buddy. Dare he? He couldn’t ask now that he was nearly a horse. Jason would surely never allow such a thing. Still, the notion was very powerful, making Gabe writhe and kick with need.
Jason pressed his body closer to Gabe’s, grinding his cock faster and faster. He panted and snorted and let out a small involuntary whinny. He wondered if he could even speak anymore in this state. He knew he was mostly a horse now; he couldn’t feel his fingers at all anymore. Just like Gabe, his fingers were completely gone now, his hands and feet completely horse hooves, or rather, hooves on his four legs.
He felt Gabe’s leg kicking and wondered if something was wrong, but figured it must just be from how good it felt. Jason felt his thoughts clouding as well and felt the same fear. He tried to focus on the fact that he used to be human, that he wasn’t an animal, but he felt the instincts growing. Once it started, it wasn’t really so frightening, but he was overwhelmed with the need to mate, his raging cock needing to be satisfied. The instinct overtook him and made him kick his leg, suddenly making him understand what Gabe was going through. The knowledge that Gabe needed to breed, the smell of his thick male musk, and the feeling of his slightly larger body pressed against Jason’s brought another instinct forward. They both needed to mate and Gabe was the larger and more dominant male. Clearly, he should raise his tail and present his hole for breeding. But he couldn’t do that, could he? Sure they had sucked each other’s cocks, but that was just too far… would Gabe even want it?
He felt his black horse pucker pulse as the instinct washed over him again, his cock spurting pre at the thought of being mounted. Jason tried to voice his need, to tell Gabe what he wanted, but all that came out was a loud whinny. He snorted in frustration, and pulled away from Gabe a little, turning his body around awkwardly, shaking his mane out of his face, and pointing his tail hole towards Gabe’s cock, lifting his tail to give Gabe easy access.
Gabe watched as Jason stood up, raising his tail and wafting the stink of his sweaty horse flesh toward Gabe’s flared nostrils. He snorted and doffed once more, realizing he couldn’t speak. But that was okay. He scarcely had time to comprehend that Jason had given him what he wanted, a hole to pound and breed and spill his seed in. He shifted his weight, unsteady with his new bulk but able to right himself with his changed neural connections. He sniffed the rank stench of Jason’s need, pushing his nose against the new stallion’s exposed rear opening. His tongue stretched out and teased the pulsing pucker, no longer disturbed by the act. He began to lick and suck on Jason’s exposed asshole with gusto, making the other stallion whiny and stomp his back hooves with need.
Jason shook his head as he whinnied, feeling his cock throbbing hard as Gabe’s tongue licked around his black pucker. He felt his cock spurt pre from just the simple act. It was awkward standing on four legs like this, his four hooves holding up his massive amount of weight, but he could feel his muscles shifting slowly to their final equine shape, making it easier to stand the hornier he got. He was completely covered in black and white fur now, black on the back and white on his belly, with black fur on the top of his legs, mostly covering his back legs, but white fur and long white fetlocks at the bottom of his legs. He also sported white fur at the end of his muzzle and up the middle with a long white mane and a white tip at the end of his black tail.
Jason didn’t care that he was no longer human, and he could smell Gabe’s musky hide, smell his throbbing member, and how much he needed to breed. It made the instinct to be bred so strong; he needed Gabe’s cock inside of him, needed to be mated. He would beg for it if he still had a human voice, but all he could do was whiny loudly and stomp his massive hooves.
Gabe licked and sucked Jason’s horse pucker, feeling it pulse under his oral ministrations. His own cock was throbbing now, needing to breed, to rut. His stance was beginning to solidify as his body began packing on the final bits of muscle it needed to give him the horse proportions he would likely carry for the rest of his life. His fur coat was almost fully present, a solid brown with hints of silver here and there giving him a nice bit of shading, were he in a mindset to appreciate it. He flicked his dark brown mane as he prepared himself, building energy in his back legs as he prepared to mount for the first time as a horse. With a solid motion, he reared up, flailing his front hooves wildly as he tried to gain purchase against his lover’s flanks. He was able to move up his lover’s back, trying desperately to line up his taut horse cock with the pucker he’d so lovingly lubed up in preparation for his conquest.
Jason felt Gabe’s heavy weight on top of him for the first time as a horse, the feeling of being mounted getting him even more excited than before. He felt his cock throbbing as his muscles started to settle into place, eagerly awaiting the penetration of Gabe’s cock. He spread his back legs as best he could, though they wouldn’t move to the sides very far, feeling his lover moving up his back.
Gabe thrust his hips desperately, wanting so badly to find Jason’s needy pucker. He felt his thick horse cock bouncing off Jason’s massive rump. Try as he might he couldn’t get his cock to line up properly. It was as though Jason’s ass was higher up than his body was used to mounting. He steadied himself, human reasoning momentarily overriding the stallion instincts. He had to focus, to think logically about the object of their mutual desires. His body was rank with a fresh coat of sweat, making his nostrils flare with the overpowering stench of his masculinity. It only served to spur on his lusts more, however, and made him redouble his efforts. He tried his best to push his cock up, rubbing the leaking tip all over Jason’s balls and rump until…
Finally, Jason felt Gabe’s tip pressed up against his lubed-up pucker. Jason snorted and whickered as he pressed his ass back against Gabe’s cock, wanting to feel it push inside him as the tip slowly spread his hole. Gabe pushed his cock forward slowly but firmly, wanting to get his huge cock inside of his mate but not wanting to hurt him. Finally, Jason’s pucker opened enough to let Gabe’s tip inside. He stopped for a little while to let Jason adjust to the size and then started to slowly push inch after inch into Jason’s tail hole. Jason whinnied loudly, clenching his massive ass cheeks as Gabe’s huge cock spread him open. It was painful at first, but as the pain faded, Jason was overcome with overwhelming pleasure at having such a thick member sliding into him, grinding against his prostate. He trembled a little as his cock throbbed hard, leaking pre like mad onto the floor.
Gabe felt his massive cock sliding slowly into Jason’s bowels, his vision whiting out from the pleasure of being so tightly covered by the smaller stallion. He could see the entire barn from his vantage point, the other stalls, the heads of other horses. He couldn’t see his own body or the other stallion’s below him, but he assumed they must have looked very much like the mare they’d seen earlier, bodies almost entirely equine, with just a few hundred pounds of muscle swelling under their sweat-soaked skin left to complete their changes. Gabe shifted his weight, gripping Jason’s muscular flanks with his hooves as he drove deeper, his mate’s whinnies and thrusts spurring him on. He had no way to tell if he was hurting his friend, but the way Jason kept backing onto his cock was all the incentive he needed. A powerful need to breed filled his mind and he began thrusting hard into the smaller stallion, heavy black balls slapping against Jason’s own as he picked up his pace.
Jason couldn’t believe how good it felt to have Gabe’s massive horse cock pounding into him. He couldn’t stop himself from whinnying loudly every few thrusts as his own cock throbbed and spurted pre like mad. He’d stroke himself furiously if he could, but with his new horse hooves, it was obviously impossible. However, just the massive amount of stimulation to his prostate kept him rock hard and leaking. Jason had never had a cock in his ass before, but feeling Gabe’s girth sliding back and forth in his bowels, the weight of the larger stallion on top of him, his front legs holding his sweaty flanks tight, his huge black balls slapping against his own… it all felt so right, so amazing. Jason’s tail flicked back and forth as his cock pulsed madly, his ass clenching tight on Gabe’s shaft with each throb, losing himself in the intense pleasure.
Gabe felt himself throb and pulse inside Jason’s horse pucker, the rectal walls grabbing his massive cock expertly. If he didn’t know any better he could swear his cock was continuing to grow, stretching apart Jason’s bowels with immense girth as his weighty balls continued to slap against Jason’s own blackened orbs. He felt the familiar build upon his loins; he wanted the pleasure to last, wanted Jason to cum too, but they need to mate, to procreate was too strong. He was desperate the spill his seed inside his smaller mate, to spew out his thick load and make the other male reek of his scent. The thick musky scents wafting off their sweaty bodies spurred him on, increasing his pleasure tenfold as he fucked his horsey lover.
He felt his brain shift, his thoughts beginning to dull. He still remembered who he was, who he had been, but he didn’t mourn his humanity as much as he previously experienced. The sensations from his new horse body were so enthralling, he wanted to run and leap and experience the full power his body had to offer. But most of all he needed to CUM, to breed his new mate and claim Jason as his own. He lowered his muzzle down instinctively, nipping Jason lightly in the neck as his thrusts began to quicken more uncontrollably.
Jason felt Gabe’s light nip and shot a stream of pre as he shook his head and whickered. He could feel his muscles shifting into their final equine shape, his cock and balls growing the last final bit as he became fully a horse. The sensations and smells were so intense, the thick musk coming from his mate, the thrusts that were coming harder and faster, pounding deep into him as Jason clenched tight on his shaft. Jason whinnied loudly with pleasure as he felt the pressure growing in his own crotch, his balls churning as the pleasure mounted in his member. He needed to cum, and it felt like he would soon just from the intense prostate stimulation.
As his climax got nearer and nearer, he felt his thoughts begin to dull as well, becoming more animal than human, but still remembering his previous life. He found he didn’t care so much though, all that mattered at this moment was his need to cum, the need to have had the larger stallion fill him, to please his equine lover and have him claim him as his own. Gabe kept thrusting away faster and harder, and Jason’s vision began to white out. The pleasure was too much. His cock was shooting streams of pre as it pulsed hard, and he just couldn’t hold it anymore.
Jason felt the pressure build more than he thought possible in his loins and threw back his head hard. “NNEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGHHHHH!!” he whinnied at the top of his lungs as his cock shot spray after spray of stallion seed across the stall. His whole body shook with each stream as he experienced his most intense climax yet. Even the last two equine orgasms barely came close to this. His cock was a full horse’s cock and his mate’s shaft was thrusting deep into him. Jason’s body was on fire with pleasure as his body spasmed and he clenched his ass hard on Gabe’s cock, unable to control his body as he became lost in the orgasm.
Gabe felt his equine lover tremble underneath him as the rank scent of horse spunk invaded his nostrils, causing him to whicker and snort in pleasure. Jason’s rectal muscles clamped down expertly on Gabe’s cock, bringing forth his own equine orgasm. “HHHHUINNNEEEEEEEIIIIGGGHHHHHH!” Gabe cried as his cock uncontrollably shot load after load of creamy equine cum deep into Jason’s twitching pucker. He too nearly whited out from the intense orgasm. He wanted to yell something to Jason, to tell him how good it felt, how amazing it was to be connected with him in this way and to cum with him. But he was sure the whinny of pleasure was enough.
Spent, Gabe quickly dismounted, his cock sliding out of Jason’s rump with a sucking sound as puddles of horse jizz flooded out of Jason’s engorged asshole. Gabe lowered his muzzle and took a sniff of his virile seed, loving the smell of his essence mixed with his lover’s own. He lipped at Jason’s flanks a bit, wanting to help clean off his lover’s sticky fur but also loving the taste of his own salty seed. His body shook and trembled a bit, and he nearly sat down from exhaustion. Yet his legs were strong, easily able to carry his half-conscious horse weight. He moved forward, nipping his lover’s mane, feeling his stomach rumble from hunger after their excursions.
Jason wickered softly as he felt Gabe’s wet cock slip out of him, flicking his tail about as Gabe cleaned off his rump. As Gabe came up to nip at his flank, Jason whinnied happily and nipped his lover’s mane playfully in return. He was spent from the intense breeding but he moved in towards Gabe, rubbing his equine muzzle against Gabe’s, snorting and nuzzling gently for a few moments, happy that they had been able to share that moment of intense pleasure, and looking forward to all the moments like those to come.
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It had been a few weeks since their changes, and both former men were adapting well to their new equine lives. Though they remembered being human, it slowly began to feel more like a distant dream, a former life so far removed from what they lived now. But most importantly, they still remembered each other, especially the lust of that change and the feeling of each other’s new stallion bodies. They had truly become mates, in every sense of the word, and both stallions could not be happier with the arrangement.
Life as a horse wasn’t so bad, or at least not as bad as Gabe had feared. The smell took some getting used to, to be sure, but they carried a lot of familiarity with them. They smelled of them, of home. Their caretakers were surprisingly content to give them a decent life, despite having forcefully changed them into stallions. They were well-cleaned and groomed, far more so than they would have expected to be as horses. Not only were their stalls cleaned twice a day, whenever they’d messed, but their anuses were often hosed off repeatedly, and their cocks and sheaths were thoroughly looked after, keeping both former men clean for their breeding activities. It was far better than rutting as filthy animals, at least, and both stallions were thankful for the closeness they were allowed to have. They ate together, grazed together, and slept cuddled up to each other, ignoring contact from their more naturally behaving herd mates. They were given ample hay and allowed to graze, but they were often brought treats of carrots, apples, and sugar cubes, the latter of which a personal favorite of Gabe’s. Food tasted so much richer to their horse forms; even grazing on plain grass was delicious!
They were never brought to mares in season; it soon became apparent both stallions only sought sexual release in each other. They mated often, in a variety of inventive ways. Of course, they preferred normal horse style, with Jason lifting his cleaned tail often to take Gabe’s eager stallion shaft. But there were other times when both were tired or not feeling clean, when they would lie down belly to belly, slapping their engorged horse shafts together, frotting their cocks and heavy balls as both whinnied in a release. Other times they would lie in the same position, each with the other’s stallion shaft in their muzzles, licking and sucking and cumming in each other, seemingly not bothered by the salty flavor. Often times their caretakers would bring up a breeding platform and have either Gabe or Jason stand near it while encouraging the other to come up and rut in them, slipping the cock of the bottom stallion into the artificial sheath for semen milking. It was one of the only times Gabe was the sub; generally, as the smaller stallion, Jason seemed to prefer being bred. But they rarely seemed to mind the switch up, a break from the usual routine of their lovemaking.
In one of Gabe’s still human cognizant moments, he overheard one of the humans, the woman in the lab coat, saying how their behaviors were making an interesting ongoing experiment, and that their seed was worth thousands for siring perfect specimens. But he didn’t care. So long as he had Jason, he would be OK to live out his days as a stallion, breeding his smaller mate and making both of them cum often, releasing the built-up tension in their weighty balls. They had both accepted equine life, and each other, finding a peace in their new forms they could have never imagined as humans.