“Fuck, it stinks like shit in here!” Lucas said, wafting his hand over his nose as he carefully stepped into the wide, well-lit barn.
He was careful not to drop his can of beer, a present from their buddy Darren. They had been left out in the cooler at the entrance of the barn, along with the keys to get them in. He’d told them it was a ‘preview’ of what was to come, the same brew as the kegs they were to receive. And what was a frat prank without cold brews?
“What the hell were you expecting?!” Jerry countered, chugging his beer as he, too, tread timidly over the dirty barn floor. “It’s a fucking barn! Horses shit, dude!”
“Look, let’s just get this done, ok?” Garrett muttered, setting down his container of paint as he finished his own beer. He threw the can carelessly away, its clatter echoing in the wide-open space and making him nervous. What if someone heard them?
“Fuck, it’s all horses in here. Guess it’s not a dairy farm!” Jerry exclaimed, laughing as his voice echoed in the expansive walkway. With stalls on either side, there were about 15 horses and donkeys in all.
Lucas bent down to look at the horses through the bottoms of their stalls. “It looks like this mare’s named Tim! What kind of name is Tim for a mare?” he proclaimed while reading the name engraved on the side of the stall.
“Quit looking at horse junk, ya freak! Who the fuck cares what their names are? Let’s paint the fuckers and get out of here!” Jerry yelled, producing his bush and wedge.
“The fuck are we doing listening to Darren’s shitty ass ideas anyway? If we get caught here, we’ll be fined and kicked out of the frat!” Garrett whined, hesitating before pulling out his own brush.
“The fuck are you on about?! You don’t fucking come all the way out here and bring that up NOW!” Jerry yelled, exasperated. “Besides, it’s Darren’s parent’s place. There ain’t anybody home! He made sure! And did you see any lights on out there? No! Now get out a brush and fucking help! You wanted those kegs just as much as the rest of us!”
“Yeah, but why would Darren rat out his own folks, man? It doesn’t make any sense! It’s horse shit!” Garrett retorted in that shrill tone that was grating on Jerry’s nerves.
“Naw dudes, THIS is horse shit!” Lucas yelled, waving his hand in front of his face as the stallion in the stall in front of him lifted his tail, and took care of his business. Lucas forgot how much fresh horse manure stank! That got a chuckle from the other two frat boys, who were thankfully further away.
“What are you gonna paint on them?” Lucas wondered out loud as he walked away from the stall. The smell and the buzzing of flies were getting to him!
“Was thinking the winning lottery numbers. On each one of their smelly asses! It will be a hoot!” Jerry said, coating his brush in white paint as he entered the stall marked ‘Tim’, containing a massive dapple gray mare.
Lucas’s eyes settled on the name embroidered on the stall he was standing near. “This one’s named… Christina? A stallion named Christina? Fuck, are they in the wrong stalls? Whatever! Christina, Christ? Maybe a cross? That would be funny!”
“You sure that’s not gonna hurt the animals?” Garrett asked, tentatively holding up his dripping brush as he walked across the hall towards the donkeys. He opened the door to a stall marked ‘Caleb,’ containing a loan jenny.
“Naw, it will drip off their sweaty hides in a day or two. So long as they’re not dumb and lick it off!” Lucas said as he reached down for his own brush.
“Fine, fine!” Garret said as he entered the stall with the jackass. In truth, he was nervous. It had made the news that attendees at a frat party had all gone missing a week prior, disappearing from their house overnight… From the reports, their food, beer, and even their clothes were left behind, like they’d all stripped and ran away. It was deemed an overdose of some kind, but what kind of drug would make them do that?
“Don’t paint any dicks on these horses, you fags! They’ll fucking know it was us in a heartbeat!” Jerry said as he approached the mare’s stall and opened the door.
“Why? How many frats break into barns and paint over all the horses?” Garrett asked from across the stable.
“None. That’s why it’s the perfect prank!” Jerry said, reflecting on the situation recounted to him by their frat buddy Darren.
Things had soured between him and his dad lately, according to Darren. He didn’t provide any specifics. Regardless, Darren wanted to get some punishment-free revenge. So, he’d offered his frat brothers a few kegs of their family’s home-brew, in exchange for vandalizing the new additions to their barn. All of these equines had been picked up recently, and the family farm was about to put them all up for auction. He’d told them he couldn’t wait to see the shock on his dad’s face when he came home to see what had been done!
The kegs were incentive enough, but Jerry had greater aspirations. This type of prank had never been done before in their town. Likely, one of the several fraternities in the city would be suspects. But, with Darren out of town with his folks, there was no way to trace the activities back to them. They were virtually guaranteed to get off scot-free!
Jerry thought about the ramifications of such a stunt. There was every chance their activities would make the news. And, if they escaped unscathed, they could turn it into a new ritual. Now THAT would be something! Having always been straight-laced in high school, the notion of starting a tradition like this excited him!
They had all night to carry out the plan. Now that they were here, Jerry allowed himself to relax. The mare seemed friendly enough, and barely regarded him as she went back to eating. It was no effort for him to get behind her to start painting numbers on her rump.
“Stupid horse! She doesn’t even give a fuck that I’m here! Just gotta watch my step!” Jerry laughed as he reached up to touch the mare’s rump.
“Fuck, she’s warm though. Never touched a horse before. Huh. Hey, that smell isn’t so bad close up!” Jerry yelled across to Garrett, who was painting his chosen jenny across the hall. “I bet yours smells like ass! Ha!”
“Haha HAWWW!” Garrett yelled back, an asinine inflection in his voice.
“Fuck! You even sound like a jackass! Gonna stay in there and show her a good time?” Jerry yelled, going back to painting his mare. “She’s so warm. She smells nice,” he muttered to himself as he continued to rub her flanks with his free hand.
“WAAHHHHAAWWWWT?” Garrett brayed, then stopped himself. “That’s not fAAAWWWny! I’ve gAAAWWt allergies!” he said, obviously embarrassed by the sounds emanating from his voice.
“HeEEEIIII guys! I dropped my brush!” Lucas called out suddenly, bringing both men out of their reverie.
“Then pick it up, you dumbass!” Jerry called, annoyed he was being taken from his mare.
“I can’t! My hands aren’t working! My fingers feeEEEEIIIIl all stiff and numb!” Lucas whined, fear evident in his high-pitched voice.
“Stop jacking off to that stallion and pick it up! WeEEEIIII *SNORT* have a lot of horses to paint!” Jerry yelled, getting annoyed. He knew he wanted to get out and vandalize another horse, but… this mare seemed so inviting…
“Hey, there’s something wrong with this donkEEEEAAAWWW!” Garrett yelled. “ShEEEIII’s sniffing and licking at my crotch! Hey, get off! Don’t touch that! Ohh…”
“HeEEEIIII… stop beEEEIIIIing an ass…” Jerry tried to yell, but his thoughts were far away. He wanted to insult his buddy, but he couldn’t find the words. The scent of the mare was burning into his nose now, and he was really starting to like it. He didn’t even notice the stiffening in his own hands and how difficult it was to grip his brush.
“Aw fuck! I dropped my brush too! My fuckEEEEEEIIIINNNg hands!” Jerry yelled as they seized up, and his brush clattered to the barn floor. “My middle fingers look like they’re filled with water! HeEEEEIII Lucas! How did you pick yours up?”
“SorrEEEEIIIII! Little busEEEEIIIII!” came the whicker of reply. Jerry looked over to see Lucas in the stall next to him. To Jerry’s shock, the other man was sniffing at the stallion’s erect shaft!
“Lucas! Quit beEEEIIIINNNng a fag and help meEEIIIII!” Jerry whickered. “I can’t bend down over here. My ass is pressing against the side of the wall. Fuck, my pants are gonna… *RRRIIIIPPP* rip in two! Fuck! WhEEEIIIIII is it so *DOFT* bIIIIg?”
“I just gotta… sniff this cock really quick… horses are HUNG! I’m getting really wet. Is that what a mare feeEEEEIIIIIIls?” Lucas whinnied.
“Man, mares have such huge asses to take all that cock! I wish mine would… hell yeah it’s gonna…” *RIIIPPPPP* “Tear out of my pants! Yeah, just like a mare’s!”
“Guys! This donkEEEE’s…” *RRIIIPPPP* “Tearing off my pants! *SNAP* “And my underwear! She’s licking my CAAAWWWWKKK! This isn’t normal, you guys! Help mEEEEHHAAAAWWWW! She won’t stop!”
“Those rubbery lips… that massive head… why do her eyes look like that guys?! It’s like she knows… it’s like she wants mEEEEHHAAAWWW!”
“Fuck, something’s rubbing against the wall. It’s so itchy! And what’s… oh fuck! My asshole is touching the wall! Gross! My ass is so big! I’m not gonna fit in here!”
“Yeah… this horse’s cock… so smelly too… so hung… wish I could touch it… I think maybe I can… reach out with my lips. YeEEEIIIGGGHHHH… my lips as so thick… rubbery… they grip so well… ummmpphh!”
*SLURP* “Fuck it’s all salty… tastes like piss! But… *SLURP* can’t stop… Don’t want to… Wanna make him cum… Like a good mare…”
“HHHHAAAWWW! She’s licking my CCCAAAWWK guys! My CAAWWKK’S so big! It’s not human! The tip is all flared, and my shaft’s all mottled! It looks like a donkeEEEE CCCCAAAWWWKK! It’s so hard… FFUUWWKKK!”
“My balls… they’re getting so big, the skin’s all black… it’s so thick and heavy… it skinks… she won’t stop licking! I’m so hornEEEEHHHAAAAWWWW!”
*CCRREEAAAAKKK* “Oh thank god! The mare opened the door! At least I can get out… Oh, fuck! Guys, she’s… so wet! That cunt… her cunt is winking at me guys! And it smells so… nice… fuck!”
“My head’s all fuzzy… and heavEEEEEIII… I can see my nose, you guys!”
“What the fuck am I thinking? I can’t suck a stallion’s cock! I’m not a mare! I’m not a *SNORT* horse! I’m not a… my hands! I don’t have… *WHINNY* hooves! WhEEEEIIII do I have hooves!? Like a *SNORT* horse!”
“I can’t pull up my pants! My fingers are gone! Just have my middle fingers! They look like donkEEEE’s hooves! And my toes hurt! It’s like I only have one toe pressing against my shoe. I have four hooves! I’m turning into a donkEEEEEHHHAAAWWW!”
“Fuck, my ears are twitching… I can fuckEIIIIIGGGGG move them! Fuck it’s so weird! I can feel them… My head’s itchy too… My hair’s in my face! It’s like a horse’s mane! I’m turnEEEEEIIIINNNg into a fucking horse!”
*POP POP* “My shoes! They’re so tiIIIIIght! I can’t… I can’t bend over to pull them off! Guys, I’m so fucEEEEIIIIIINg biIIIIg! *WHICKER* My pants are getEEEEIIIIIng tiIIIIIGGGHHHt!”
*RIPSNAP* “I can flick my tail… It’s over my ass… and… my bEEEIIIIIIg cunt!” *SNORT*
“Something is pushing out of my ass… it’s a tail! I can move it! It’s playing over my pucker and balls! I can’t stand much longer… my back hurts! FFFUUUUCCCKKK!”
“I can see my nose! It’s so big and black! It looks like an ass’s muzzle! I’m a jackass! I don’t WWAAAHHHHAAAAWWW be a donekEEEEHHHHAAAWWW!”
*POP POP* “My shoes are so tIIIIGGGGHHHHt! My middle toes are so bEEEEEIIIIIg! Just like my hands! Are they hooves? Am I turning into a fucking horse? Make it stop! I don’t want to be a fucEEEEIIIIIIng horse! Make it… uuggghhh!”
*CREAK* “The stallion opened the door? How did heEEEIIII do that? HeEEEEE’s looking back at meEEEEEIII! Does heEEEEIII want meEEEEIIII to follow? I can’t… I can’t walk when I’m heavEEEEEIII like this. I can’t…”
*THUMP* “That feeEEEEEEIIIIls better. On all fours… it’s still awkward but… I gotta follow. HeEEEEEIII smells too good…” *CLOPCLOPCLOP*
“Finally, she stopped… she’s not licking my cock anymore. Good… no wait… my cock won’t go down! It’s a fucking donkEEEEEEE CAAAAAWWWWK! I’m growEEEEEEEEEng a foreskin! It’s so gross! I can’t even touch it without hands! FAAACCCKKK!”
“My belly’s so fat! My sheath is stuck to it! My cock’s bobbing up and down! It won’t stAAAAWWWWp! Why am I so horrrNNNEEEHHHAAAAWW!”
*SNAP TEAR* “My stomach! It’s so big and sweaty! My shirt’s stickEEEEIIIIIng to my chest! I fucking reek! I stink like a horseEEEIIIIIGGGHHHH!”
*RIP* “My shoulders are flatteEEEEEEEIIIIIng! I can’t move my arms!” *POP CRACK*
“It feeEEEEEIIIIIls so weird… but that ass… and that cock… and balls… he can breeEEEEIIIID meeEEEEIIII… fill me with his seeEEEEEIIIId!”
*WHICKER* “Yeah… I’m so fuckeEEEEEEEIIIIIng wet… I don’t know what… I don’t have a cock! I don’t have my cock guys! Of course, I don’t have a cock… I’m a mare… A slutty little mare in heEEEEEEEIIIIIIIT! NEEEEIIIIIGGGHHHHH!”
“No, wait. She’s turning around. Her tail’s raised… oh fuck, why is her cunt so big and moist? It’s FFFAAAAAAWWWWWKKKKKing winking at me! Why is she so horny for MMEEEHHHHHAAAWWWW!”
“I don’t want to breeEEEEEd a jenny! I don’t care how hard I’m getting! I don’t wanAAAAAWWWWT to be a *SNORT* jackass!”
“What kind of name is Tim for a mare anyway? Was she a human, like us? Are all of these horses human? The missing people from that frat partEEEEIII! There’s no fuckEEEEEEEIIIIIng way…”
“How… was it the beEEEEIIIr? Are they trying to change us into horseEEEEEEEIIIIIIIGGGHHHHHH! NEEEEIIIGGGHHHH!” *SNORT*
“OHH… my stomach… It feeEEEEEIIIIls so full… so big and bloated.” *RIP* “There goes my shirt! Fuck, I really am a horse now!” *GURGLE* “Hey guys! This is horse shit!”
*PLOPPLOPPLOPPLOP* “Awwee yeEEEEEIIIII I’m a fucking dirty mare! I can take a dump wherever I want and someone else has to shovel it! NNEEEEEIIIIIIIGGGGHHHH!”
“FUUUWWWWKKK! She’s still got her tail lifted guys. She really wants me to mount her! She’s… FUUUUCCCKKK she’s pissing! Why is it making me HORRRNNNEEEHHHAAAAWW!”
“My nose is twitching… drinking in her hormones… she’s so horny for MMMEEEHHHAAAWWWW!”
“The mare… she’s looking at me? Does sheEEEEEIIIII know what’s *SNORT* going on?” Fuck… she’s… she’s got her tail lifted… is she gonna…? No, wait she’s backing up!”
I can’t… I can’t fuck a mare! That would make meigh a horse! I don’t wanna be a dirty horseeIIIGGGHHHHH! WhEEEIIIII is my cock *DOFT* hard? I can’t *SNORT* want this!”
“Yeah, just gotta back up and raise my tail! Yeah… smell that big guy… Take a good sniff… you like that don’t you stud? You know how much I NEEEIIIIIID you. I’m so emptEEEEIIIII!”
“I can’t… I can’t feel my toes! My shoes are so tight! I’m so FAAAWWWWKING itchy! My skin… I’m covered with donekEEEEHHHHAAAWWW fur!” *POP POP* “My shoes! Can’t stand on hooves! HHAAAAAWWWWW!”
*RIP* “My ass is so big! My back! It’s so hard to…” *CRACK* “I can’t stand up! I don’t want to be on my four hooves!”
*SSTTTRREETTCHHH* *POP POP POP* “Fuck my shirt! My chest! It’s covered with chestnut fur! I can’t scratch it with hooves!”
“I can feeEEEEEEIIIIIIl my cunt… It’s leaking… It’s so biIIIIIIIIg… *WHICKER* So moist… It’s so empty… I neeEEEEIIIIIId to be fucked… *SNORT* NEEEEEEIIIIID a big horse cock inside meEEEEIIIIIGGGGGHHH!”
“My face… I can feel it growing, I have a muzzle… my ears…” *SQUELCHH* “They’re growing… so long and tall… my chest… my belly…” *RRRIIPPP* “I’m so fat… I’m a chubby horny donkEEEEEHHHAAAWWW!”
“Fuck! I can’t stand up anymore! I’m gonna fall! Huuggg… fuck, the mare, I’m on her back! I’m so close to her cunt! No! NOOEEEEEEEIIIIIGGGHHHHH! No… Get away! Don’t come anEEEEIIIIII closer!
“Get that cunt away from meEEEEIIIIGGGHHHHH! NEEEIIIGGGHHH! *WHICKER SNORT* Why is it winking! I can’t fuck a mare!”
*POP POP* “My face is getting so biIIIIIIIIIg… I can seeEEEEIII my nose… flip my mane… move my ears…”
“I can seeEEEEEIIIII him moving closer… he’s into meEEEEEIIII! He’s into my horseEEEEIIII bodEEEEEEIIIII! He wants to fuck meigh and make me his mare!”
*RIP* “No, not my cock! It hurts! It’s so hard! I’m so HORNNNEEEIIIIGGGGHHHH! It’s so…” *POP* “It’s so big! Oh my god! Is this a horse’s cock! It’s so heavy… so thick… like a beer can. My balls are so black and heavEEEEIIIII!”
“NNEEEIIIIGGGHHHH! I can’t… I can’t touch it with hooves! I neeEEEIIIIIId *SNORT PANT* I neeEEEEEEEIIIIId to fuck! I neeEEEEIIIIIIID to fuck this mareEEEEEIIIIGGGHHHH!”
“HeEEEEIIIIII’s *SNORT* sniffing my cunt! He’s licking meEEEEIIIIIGGGHHH! It feeEEEEEIIIls so fuckEEEEEEIIIIng good! His lips are so thick! I love beEEEEEIIIIIIng a slutty mare! Fuck me PlEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIase!”
“Guys… I can’t… I need to FFFUUUWWWWKKK! I can’t hold it… I can see you guys… you make nice horses… I’m gonna be a donkEEEEEHHHAAAWWW!”
“I can seeEEEIIII you guys too! *HUFF* Your cocks are so biIIIIIIg! Want you to *SNORT* fuck meEEEEIIIII with those horse cocks! Later… after this stud Christina takes my mare virginitEEEIIIIIGGGHHH! NEEIIIIGGGHHHH!”
“Fuck… it’s gettEEEEEIIIIIIINNNNggg hard to *SNORT* think… just neeEEEEIIIIIIGGHH to mate… Her cunt’s so big, so moist… I can feeEEEEEEEIIIIIGGGHHH it…” *SLOP* “She’s so tiIIIIIIIGGGGHHHHHHH!”
“SheEEEIIIIIII… Fuck… I’m gettEEEEIIIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGG bigGGGEERRR.” *WHICKER* *RIP SNAP* “WhEEEEIIIIIIGGGGHHHH *WHICKER* was I so worEEEEEEIIIIIId… I’m just a stallion…”
“NeeEEEEEIIIIID to feeEEEEEEIIIIl my balls slapping against my mare…” *SLAP SLAP* “My balls are so heEEEavEEEEIIIIIGGGHHHH!” *WHICKER PANT*
“FAAAWWWWKKK… I’m in… She’s so tight!”
“My ass is so big… I’m falling over… I can’t walk on two legs… guess I don’t need to HHAAAWW? Just need to be a donkEEEEEHHHAAAWWW! On all fours and rutting with jennEEEEHHHHAAWWW!”
*SLAP SLAP SLAP* “So tight! Her cunt’s got me like a glove! I love being a donkEEEEEHHHAAAWWW!!!”
“Oh fuck… heEEEEEIIII’s rearing up! HeEEEEEE’s going to mount meEEEEIIIIIII! Fuck meEEEEEEIII stud! Pound my cunt!”
*SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH* “HeEEEEIIIII’s so biIIIIIIIg in my cunt! MaAAAke mEEEEIII yours! NEEEIIIGGGHHHHH!”
“I’m stalllEEEEEIIIIIIIon! NEEEIIGGGGHHHHH!” *SLAP SLAP SLAP* “NEEIIGGGHHHHHH!” *SQUISH SQUISH* “I’m so close… I neeEEEEIIIIIIID to breeEEEEEEIIIIIId! NEEEEIIIIIIID TO FUCCKKKK! NEEEEIIIID TO BE A STALLION! NEEEEEIIIIIIGGGGGHHHHH!”
“I’m gonna CCCAAAAAAWWWWW! Can’t hold it! HHHEEEEEHHHHAAWWWW!”
“I’m CumEEEIIIIIGGGGGHHHHH! He’s Gonna fill meEEEEIIIII with his seeEEEEIIIIIIIGGGHHHH! NNNEEEIIIIIIGGGGHHHH!”
“Gonna cum and beEEEIIIII the stallEEEEIIIIIIIIGGGHHHH! NNNEEEEEIIIIIIGGGGGHHHHHH!”
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“Look at that, pa! Just a couple free horses for the stables!” said a young male voice, echoing in the expansive, well lit barn.
“That’s right son,” replied an older man as he patted his son’s head. “A bunch of wasted college students are better off as breeding animals, don’t you agree?” he said as he turned to regard a young college-age man just now entering the barn to join them.
“Yeah, those guys were a waste. A bunch of soon-to-be college dropouts. They fucking came here to vandalize the bar just for a couple of kegs!” said Darren, reaching down to pick up some of the torn clothes off the ground. “They’re better off as breeders! Will make us a ton more money if we sell ‘em, I reckon!”
The man ruffled his eldest son’s hair as the trio regarded their three newest residents. “The new mare’s likely with foul already. And look at all that seed! The new stallion and jack did a good job! You sure know how to pick good breeders, boy!”
“You think there are any more frat boys not likely to be missed? We still have a few stalls to fill before we show some of ‘em for sale. The money will come in handy for roof repairs before winter!” said the older man, knowing full well his accounts were more than healthy enough.
Truth be told, he was a little drunk on the power that his brew gave him over human lives. Anyone who sipped it would have their beast brought forth, within the confines of the DNA he chose. He could make whoever drank it into equines, bovines, pigs, but he had no control over breed, species, or even sex. But it didn’t matter in the end. He had no qualms about making useless millennials into useful creatures to make him even more money!
“I think I can get more for you, pa! Just give me a few more weeks!” replied Darren as he slapped the new stallion’s ass, making him snort as he walked into the empty stall beside the mare.
The stallion had little concept of what was done to him. He was aware that he had been human, and the two newest equines in the barn had been as well. But he didn’t care. He could smell his spunk leaking from a mare’s cunt, he had a warm bed and plenty of food. What more could he need?
The newest donkey was rearing up to mate his jenny again, who had once been a young man named Caleb. The men were content to leave them together. Though the jenny was already pregnant, she was often eager for sexual activity, likely a carry-over from her human life. Her donkey vulva would make sure whatever remained of Garrett’s humanity would be erased before morning.
The mare, meanwhile, was dripping thick globs of semen onto the barn floor, clearly enjoying her post-mating reverie. From the way she backed up towards the stallion, her vagina on full display, it was clear that she did not miss her former humanity and gender. In fact, she seemed eager to be bred as many times as the former human’s new horse cock could manage!
Her stallion whickered, and his cock came to attention once more. The older man smiled at that and left them be for the time being. He wanted to make sure his newest mare was pregnant as soon as possible!