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At first sight of being both a blending of human you and that of some foreign animalistic creature, the sudden sense of fear fades into a strange wrought desire to learn and gain a new sense of freedom.
"I do apologize for the way you are, you being now a blend of human and that of an equine animal!" Says the woman, she obvious then to all manner of thinking is a witch and one dealing in the black arts.
As if part of the whole of the change, there comes then memories.
Memories change as had the bodily form, giving remembered scenes of a mare, her udder, teats, and the lip nibbling it is of a colt to suckle.
Strange, but there remains in the mind two varied and wholly different remembered times of growing into maturity. One remembrance is of being human, of schooling, and play, games, and attesting to winning some special awards.
As well in the mind is vivid pictures of long legged horses, of seeing things from a short viewpoint. Legs, teats, and sheaths become an overwhelming part of the equine memories there, and what tantalizes the mind the most, is comparing what dangles from the groin as what hangs stiffly below the belly of a stallion.
"You shall know two completely different histories of what might be your coming to be a human Taur horse. You must chose one of those historic realities, making it become as solid as are the hoof which you use to walk, trot, run, and live daily as you graze and mate!" Said the witch, she smiling, her plans for a horse Taur as something you might if offered, would think as a vile waste of your life and future.
Written by Kevin Rooste
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