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Laying alone in my room, silently pondering all that one could, my mind denying me the blissful release of sleep. Suddenly, interrupting my late night reverie, the door to my room opened slowly, a pillar of light spilling onto the floor in my darkened room.

In the beacon of light that shone through the door stood a bovine maiden. She stood like an angel with a halo of pure golden light behind her pearly horns. She silently strode into my room and closed the door behind her, plunging the room into darkness yet again.

The angelic creature padded near silently upon my carpet headed towards my bed. I lay there paralyzed somewhat in partial fear but mostly in curiosity. I feel no ill will from the midnight visitor. Suddenly the bed dips on the side that faced the door, then the covers begin to rustle and then a furred body presses up close to me. My hand reaches out behind me and turned on my lamp that sat upon the nightstand. The tiny creature suddenly lurched forward and pressed her muzzle to mine in a sweet kiss.

The bovine slowly ended the sweet kiss and scooted back to where I could gaze upon her beauty. She must have stood a head shorter than me and would have to be on her toes to kiss me like she did. Still a little taken aback by the sudden kiss and then the realizations of the bovines beauty paralyzed me further. She had luxurious soft fur that fell neatly in place, soft golden fur ran down the underside of her narrow muzzle down the front of her neck and spread across her collar bones and slipped down her chest disappearing into a white tank top. Beneath the heavy quilted covers her tank top ended just above her cute belly where a lone silver piercing adorned her navel. The golden fur resumed for a short period under her tank before again running away behind her cloth cargo belt. The belt held up a pair of olive green cargo shorts that ended just above the black spotted knees of the goddess in front of me.

Tan knees sat perched above thick strong calves, the calves balanced upon seemingly dainty ankles connecting to sturdy, solid hooves. She had a ample bosom to make any woman jealous and any mans jaw hit the floor. Thin pink straps peeked out from behind the tank top straps betraying what held up the mighty globes. Black hair pulled back into a pony tail with lovely bangs framing the cows's face only enhanced the glittering sea blue eyes set upon the red furred face. The entrancing eyes stared back into mine as I took in the sight of this angel in front of me. She grabbed my massive hand and held it in both of her hands as she began to speak.

"I am Sophie," the soft voice began to whisper sweetly, "I have watched you for a while now my sweet sorrowful stallion. I am sorry I have not made myself known to you sooner but I did not know how to approach you."

I made the motions to open my muzzle and say something to this ethereal beauty in front of me but she only put a finger on my lips to silence me and spoke again. "It is not because of you that I have not come forward but because of me. I was scared to hurt you." With these last words she began to weep softly and placed her furred head against the solid wall of flesh that was my chest.

"How could you have hurt me my little mysterious angel?" I questioned my midnight visitor in the quiet rumble that was my voice. In a voice muffled by my chest she chirped "I come from a family of witches and due to an error made centuries ago we have a curse that is bestowed upon my family since anyone can remember." "What would that curse be little one?" I mused aloud.

"If any of my family shall meet and join as one with their soul mates, the soul mate shall have something valuable stolen from them" she murred softly. I questioned her with a soft whisper asking "something stolen? Like treasure?" "No. Their identities. Their kids or their jobs or something that make them who they are. It has forced my entire family to never marry whom they love or else risk hurting that person forever" came the sweet voice nestled between my arms and chest. I had wrapped my arms around her as she spoke so she could feel the comfort I could give.

"Why do you come to me with this news little one? Do you need me to hide you from your soul mate?" I questioned in a caring tone. She lifted her head out of the muscled wall at my chest and put a tiny white paw on the bridge of my wide muzzle and pulled it down so that I was looking down at her upturned face. Looking into her soulful eyes as she began to speak, "Don't you see silly?" She responded. "The part of the curse that hurts the worst is that we are able to feel a soft pulling on our heart strings letting us know where our soul mate is and that they are indeed out their waiting for someone who will never arise. When we dream we can see them in our minds eye so that we might know who they are and who we shall never have." Sophie began to weep softly, tiny tears matting the fur around her eyes.

I raised a silent paw and with a single finger wiped away the tears in her eyes. I made motions to speak but yet again I was silenced by the same little white finger. "Do you feel the draw in your heart?" She whispered into my furred ear. Sophie removed her finger from my lips and placed it upon my chest above my heart. "In here?" She bade again. In silent answer I did feel the longing in my heart was silenced by Sophie's visit. "You are my soulmate little stallion, and now I must go if I don't want to hurt you" she cried, more tears flowing down her cheeks. "I just had to meet you just once" she sobbed. Sophie then tried to pull away but my arms instinctively pulled her into me. Closer to my warmth, closer to my heart.

"Every curse has a counter curse my mysterious bovine. What is it for this one?" I begged to the maiden in front of me. In a voice I had to strain to listen to, she simply spoke, "to break the curse one simply has to willingly give up a piece of their identity."

I thought on this for a fair amount of time, letting the silence stretch between us. The silence was only broken by occasional sobs that wracked her frail body. I tried to my best to comfort the beauty before silently speaking a sole thought, "how long have you watched me my fair angel?"

"A long while" came the reply. "Then you must know of the struggle I have faced internally for a fair while now" I spoke simply. "Indeed I do" she responded looking at me with questioning eyes. "I have watched it torture you for a long time. Part of the reason I came here is to possibly to give you a moment of happiness as well as myself."

As she buried her head into my chest again she began to silently play with the chest floof that stretched from between my collar bones down to the crevice between my pectorals. In a loud voice that began as a low rumble in my chest, I spoke loudly and simply, "I hereby announce that I willingly give up the one corner stone of anybodies identity. The cornerstone of my identity, the flagstone of my wall that hides my inner secrets. I give willing my own gender. Take my stallion pride, the very essence that females themselves seek from me and end this vile curse. Relieve this family from living under an error made ages ago"

"You would do that for me?" She remarked amazed. I responded simply; "Even though I have known you for only a few moments, you silenced the longing in my heart, and I feel utterly complete with you by my side. I have bedded many a woman and none made me feel like you do. So yes, if this is what it takes, I accept it."

Without another word said between us she reached up and locked me into another, more intense, passionate kiss. "When does it begin? How does it happen?" I question the weeping maiden as she broke the kiss. "I don't know" was her only reply. "Let us make the most of now before we worry about that my stallion." She cried into my ear her soft breath tickling the fur in my ears. She again locked me into a kiss but this time we tangled tongues.

As I was only wearing flannel pants she ran her paws down my now tear soaked chest and teasingly ran her hand into the waistband of my pants. Her and I broke the kiss for but a moment as we locked eyes onto each other. "If this be the last time you have it, I want it all." She stated firmly and thrust her hand into my pants grabbing one testicle in a solitary paw. My testes were softball sized and one barely fit into her paw. I locked her again in a passionate kiss and began to undo her canvas belt.

While she fondled my loins I stripped her pants off and threw them upon the floor. She quickly pulled down my pants and underwear and assisted them in joining her pants on the carpet. She got down beneath the covers and began to lick and nuzzle my growing equine staff. I quickly pulled off her tank top exposing her white furred orbs encased in a bejeweled pink bra. I quickly made short work of that too and her clothes joined the rest.

Each melon was bigger than my hands and when I fondled them the draft horse fluff around my wrists tickled her barbell pierced nipples. As she started to suck on my massive equine flesh, stretching her jaw into unknown limits I was pinned against the bed in pure pleasure.

Her warm maw pleasured me in no way any woman has every done or any paw could do. She may have only been able to barely squeeze the tip in her small mouth but she nearly brought me to the edge several times.

Before she could actually send me over and have myself drown her dainty body in my ejaculation, I picked up her frail frame clad only in a pink thong and pinned her beneath me against the bed. I ran a thick finger along her crotch until I found the wet padded slit that marked her as a wanting and willing female. I moved aside the thin flimsy thong covering my newfound treasure and stuck my thick probing finger deep inside the warm pulsating cavern causing her to shudder and gasp. When I removed my finger after a but few moments it left her feeling partially empty inside. In order to fill the emptiness I positioned my flagging weapon dripping with pre and her drool right at her swollen and glimmering entrance in the age old silent question. She answered my silent question by wrapping her dangling legs around my hips and pulled her hips upward spearing herself upon the staff that was bigger around than her closed fist. She cried aloud as she was stretched to the widest she had ever been. She had practiced with horse dildos in the past as she dreamed about her mystery stud, but this was nothing like those silicone rods.

Sophie again locked myself in a tongue tangling kiss as she pulled herself onto the two foot draft horse member. My member quickly reached her cervix but with a quick bucking action she helped me break past her cervix wall and enter directly into her waiting womb eliciting a cry of pleasure. Without breaking from the kiss Sophie and I began to move in unison. With her warm womb milking me for all I had, I pulled her close to my chest and then rolled over so I was on my back and she sat on top of me. I could see how much I stretched her for a bulge had arisen in her formerly taut belly, and moved every time I thrust.

With us moving the way we were we quickly came together. We broke the kiss as she began to cry aloud and quake from a massive orgasm rocking her frail body. As I began to cum, sending warm rope after rope of burning hot seed deep inside her virile womb, she too began to cum again and again. She lost count of how many times she came before I finished placing my seed within her awaiting womb. Whereas the original bulge in her belly was from my member, now she looked a couple months pregnant from the sheer volume of cum locked in her womb. I dared not move as she gasped for air above me. I stayed in place with her legs bent underneath her resting on my hips, still speared upon my member. Her head raised to the ceiling exposing her sweet throat. Sophie's tongue lolled to the side of her muzzle as she stopped gasping and began to pant softly. I raised my hands from her supple waist and placed a breast in each hand and slowly began to fondle them.

What began as a quiet almost murmur, became a buzz that seemingly originated from our groins, I felt as if I was softening like one usually does after spending a load but it was uniquely different. I didn't really know what was happening until my love perched above me gasped and pointed to my chest. My once hard lines that defined the muscles in my chest had softened. My square pecs, had rounded.

When my member slipped out of dear Sophie, it left her hole gaping a little and only a small amount of cum was leaking from her because my load was still locked tightly in her tight womb, her cervix holding in my virile seed. I noticed my once proud member was getting smaller. Not just my member but everything else too. As I gazed upon that in wonderment, my testes pulled back into my body like they were cold but instead went deeper into my body until they nestled inside my lower abdomen. My sheath pulled back as well beginning to drawn up into my crotch, becoming my clitoral hood and the different levels of labia that define a woman's gift.

My member drew up into my body becoming my new womb and vagina with the tip becoming the clitoris nestled inside its hood. The urethra separated its self from the former member and sank into its place as well. In the small space of a few moments, downstairs was completely womanized. Upon my once flat chest, Sophie watched as orbs of mammalian flesh grew. She reached and began to fondle to flesh as each one grew to the size of her head. When she started to suckle upon a nipple, sparks flew in front of my eyes and my knees started quivering. Sophie stopped for a moment and giggled quietly.

Sophie slipped off my hips and fell to the my side and I pulled her close to me. In that moment I noticed something long and hard poking at my now softer belly. Unbeknownst to her at the time but the slight tugging she felt in her abdomen just moments ago was that the semen left inside her had formed into two testes and began to drop. Within a few short moments she had somehow equipped my proud member and all the equipment.

I looked down in amazement at this beautiful development upon my angel. Sophie looked genuinely surprised as well. Curiosity struck me and as Sophie began to try to speak I ran a thinner finger up behind her large furry orbs and found her padded slit still there. As I stuck my finger deep inside Sophie she gasped in pleasure ending all hopes of talking or explanation.

True pleasure seated itself within me and I wanted to show my mate how much her love meant to me in the small moment we have known each other. I pulled the bovine maiden further up the bed to where her head was resting on my two stacked pillows, ears still barely touching the headboard. I then crawled under the covers until my now more feminine muzzle was level with her newly formed groin. I stuck two fingers deep into her soaking cunt and began to pump them in and out of her soaked opening. I then ran my thumb over her swollen clitoris causing her to start writhing in pleasure. I stared for a brief moment at the beautiful juxtaposition of the two most iconic symbols of sex in one body. A gorgeous busty bovine woman laying on my bed equipped with my tall and flagging member between her wide, child bearing crotch.

As I continued the three finger ministrations to her dripping cunt, I kissed my midnight angels pierced navel and then left a trail of kisses going down to her supple groin.

A small bit of pre dripped from the wide flare of my old shaft and ran down the length towards her new medial ring. I ran my tongue from the medial ring to the top tasting the surprisingly sweet nectar than ran from the tip.

As I was a draft horse my muzzle was much larger than hers and could fit more of my former member into my muzzle than she could. I started suckling the tip causing her to gasp from both ministrations from both organs. It was so surreal to be suckling my own member that was once on my own body. I knew it was my member because it sported the same mottled pattern that mine once did. It was almost dreamlike, this experience I was having.

It's weird thinking that only yesterday I was merely dreaming of being a woman, years of mental torture of knowing I could never be complete. Knowing I was undateable due to the facades I had put in place to protect my secrets. I had dated a few women but it was strictly sexual. Their was no connection except between our sexual organs. I had withdrawn emotionally from the world and now with a span of a few moments I had become my nightmare that haunted my sleepless dreams. Emotions filled crevices I never knew existed, my soul expanded to unknown lengths and for once I was actually experiencing elation. This late night visitor had completely changed my darkened world and filled it with light in the matter of a few moments.

When this Jersey bovine walked into my room I was only partially afraid. I assumed it was just a fan wanting a roll in the hay. They usually do and I'm more than happy to oblige. After they get my cock once they typically don't come back because it's to much. There is a couple repeat fans but I have their numbers so that they don't need to break in. There is not usually much danger because not many will want to cross a 7' tall mountain of pissed off equine. Now a different type of fan had entered my life and changed it only for the better.

Here I lay fulfilling my deepest fantasy, sleeping with a beautiful woman who has the equipment of both genders, the woman who made both our dreams come alive. As the dainty cow beneath me began to experience a vaginal orgasm from my three finger loving, I doubled down on the oral ministrations of her new member. I pushed past my gag reflex and started to stuff the entire member in my muzzle with a good quarter of it going down my throat. If I had a mirror or if anyone was watching they would say that they could see the outline of the massive organ in my throat.

"Stop" gasped the woman quivering on the bed. "Please stop," again came the weak cry. I pulled my fingers out of her depths and my mouth off of her raging staff. I poked my head out from under the covers and looked at the profusely panting cow laying spread-eagled on my soft bed and her tiny hands clutching the bed sheet in tight fists. "Is everything alright little one?" I questioned worrisome. "You pleasure me so well, I only wish to pleasure you in return" came the panting voice. "Turn around for me will you?" She whimpered to me in a silent voice. I helped the cow sit up a little more so that the back of her head was against the headboard. Then I obeyed her orders and I straddled my knees over her torso with my thighs hugging her still quivering bosom and gave the beautiful lady a full view of my newly formed mare-hood. She stared for but a moment upon the beauty of the teardrop shaped vaginal opening. Sophie reached forward and wrapped her arms around my haunches sticking her cold nose into my new organ causing me to gasp sharply. Soph removed her nose from me and then started running the tip of her tongue around my puckered anus and down around the exterior of my new maiden hood. The sensation fills me with elation as chills ran through my body. I quickly resumed my previous work to both her organs to Sophie's delight.

Sophie then began to sweetly and sensually taste the sweet nectar that began to build at my entrance. Careful to not break my newly formed virgin layer Sophie began to dine upon my labia. The sensations of her tongue tasting me and her tongue diving in and out of me quickly overwhelmed my new nerves and as my first female orgasm wracked my body I gasped and cried while my muzzle was still full of her member. Her staff still poured her copious pre down my throat and leaked out the sides of my mouth as I began to suck harder and faster. The more I stimulated her the more she began to buck pushing her shaft down my stretching throat. She was relentless with that tongue and as she let not a single drop of nectar escape my body I quickly came again and again.

Sophie only stopped when the pleasure in her groin became to much and she cried aloud as a powerful orgasm rocked her body from her cunt and then just as her quivering cunt subsided another orgasm rocked her new organs. "I'm cumming!" Sophie screamed aloud. My only response was to shove her member down further into my throat where her new seed began to pour down my throat. Her warm essence poured into my body until I had a small paunch in my tight belly from how much seed she had gifted me.

Sophie fell back to the bed gasping aloud as she recovered from the two massive orgasms back to back. I turned around and crawled out from under the covers and laid on my back next to my little maiden. I pulled her to me and she laid curled up on her side next to me.

We lay their panting, saying nothing at all, and just let the afterglow of love pour over us. "Babe?" She whispered softly to me. "Yes little angel?" came my new voice. My new voice stunned me a little for I no longer rumbled with the perception of arrogance but spoke with a softer, sweeter air of elegance. "I wish to show you how I felt if I may" she spoke simply as she ran one hand hand over her still raging staff and the other hand massage my labial lips. I knew from experience that my cock was never happy cumming once. It always needed two or more times to satisfy it. I knew what she wanted from me and my fantasies brought to life wished to experience this as well.

I pulled myself into a sitting position, back against my headboard, and splayed my hips open baring my teardrop maidenhood. I pulled her to her knees then sat her in front of me. I wrapped my legs around her waist with my cloven hooves touching behind her. I held her in my protective leg circle and positioned her member straight toward my virgin hole. With nary a word between us I simply pulled her forward and allowed her to spear me much like I had speared her.

We both gasped and then she fell forward onto my chest with a small shudder. When I helped her to spear me, I had gasped not only out of shear pleasure but I also felt her take my newly formed virginity with her. It was a small pain that was quickly replaced by pleasure as my walls stretched to accommodate the girth bestowed upon her. I guided her actions by placing my hands on her furred hips and began to push and pull her in and out of me. Even though I was a equine and that tool was meant for my species, I still felt her bump my newly formed cervix every time I pushed her into me. Sophie lay gasping on my chest, each push sending shudders through her.

As I felt my orgasm drawing nearer I slowly began to speed up the little cow. Her gasps became cries, her cries became whimpers as I sped up the thrusting. Sophie thrust her arms around my torso and her tiny fingers clumped together whatever fur they could find and clung on tight. Her whimpers were only silenced when she found a nipple, latched onto it, and began to suckle it in earnest. I was biting my lip to avoid making a sound but now I cried and moaned in pleasure as she suckled.

After but only a few moments I began to have to most intense orgasm of my female life. I came so hard I could not think or move at all. I simply saw stars above my head. At the same time as me Sophie also experienced her second and most powerful male orgasm. My orgasm had loosened my muscle control and the head of her staff pierced through my cervix and she blew her virile load into my barren womb. She gave me another paunch in my belly that made me look like Sophie did when I emptied into her. I truly enjoyed the feeling of warm seed within my womb. At that moment we both closed our eyes and passed out, with her still inside me, both of us filled with pleasure that overloaded our minds. Sleep that night was a beautiful dreamless sleep that was shared between the mysterious midnight visitor, and the solitary equine.