Carla and ME

After what happened, my wish Fatima invoked, giving my pretty mare her new ability of being a shape shifter. We parted our similarity, changed again of species as she became what to even a pony stallion was a ravishing young woman, a beauty that any man would desire and be proud to have as his wife.

"Good morning my stud and stallion, I loved our fun time being together. I know from what Fatima told me, that you included me into a wish, gifting me the ability to change my physical form at will. Know this, that from my most early years, I wanted to know the sensations from becoming a mare, and you donned me those fantastic feelings.

Indeed, this morning I have reasons for my body to ache. I had lost my virginity to a young male friend in the back seat of his car several years ago. What we did joined, and you thrashing me, was a better feeling I cannot describe. You were as a angel of mercy to a lust minded girl. Your wish to become a pony stallion while being mentally your true self, worked wonders upon me, and my perverted desires.

Such was the pleasures felt as your'..., well length sought my depth, and your girth stretched me to where this morning I have a most sensual ache.

I can again begin a new week being my true self, but with you, my cherished lover.

I know as do you realize that you became a handsome stallion pony, but not a brute animal as would be if you were born being an equine animal.

I have a good job and work for my father in his business, I make more than enough to afford my keeping you near me, boarded at my father's estate. I promise you, as of your own desires for becoming a pony stallion was to feel the sensuality of mating and living how a pony lives, you shall get to know.

I requested from Fatima to give you pedigree papers, making you a prime stallion at stud, allowing you your' wildest male fantasy. Expect you as to be and being used as a breeding stud, like mated with pretty mares, and on occasion, with me!

You having become as is, an animal your form, Fatima by her genie rules can disown you, ceasing you as being her Master. My becoming again a person, I took ownership of the lamp and Fatima. She seems elated at my taking control of her, letting her fantasies run wild, she as cooped, imprisoned in her lamp for so many centuries she is almost as horny as were you and I when we were as ponies.

Today is your first full day being a Welsh Mountain pony stallion, so decide what you want to do.

I shall return to my working as do humans, and try to explain where I was for the past two weeks. I shall get by, as you by tonight shall know what it is like, feels like being a pony stallion. You need first to learn how to graze, and that is no easy task. The learning is how best to coordinate your lips to grasp the grass, as opening your teeth to cut and tongue to slide the food to molder teeth to munch before you swallow.

Know too, that you shall not be alone in the pasture.

I own several mares, most being horses, and two are ponies. You being a Welsh pony stallion can stand tall enough to mate with all but Betty, she a Percheron mare. Beware of Betty, she is like me, as not born a horse, she was my best friend I wished of Fatima to change her, she became her horse self two years ago. Betty has let a stallion breed her, and she dropped a foal, weaned Sammy, as he I sold.

My friend enjoys her being a horse, a mare, and when offered to become again as her true self, she walked away.

Maybe I am selfish, but I wished of Fatima she change your wish, as ceasing your aging, you being a mature three years-old pony now, you will not grow old. Virile and fervent of male delights you shall know, being for me as my lover, a pony and me a pony then, so not to sin, you an animal and me a woman, cannot mate. However, when I decide to become as is a pony mare, we being both as animals, could mate. I have some religion to my life, even if my fantasies and lusts tend to direct my life, and with Fatima here, I can change my body to gain a fuller thrill.

Now we part, me to my employment and you to becoming the pasture stallion!

Written by AdobeFats

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