In Need
In Need
By: Theo Winters
William bent down over the mare's neck, petting her thin mane and teasing his fingers through the short cut hair to the tan fur. The mare had come to a dead stop, her ears flicking to the side of her head as she danced sideways on the trail. She snorted softly, lowering her head and flicking her tail as she kicked her hooves at the ground.
"Now now, don't fidget Elizabeth," he said, whispering the words into her ear. It was a bit of a pain to lean over her neck from the saddle, but in the past it had helped to calm her. At the same time he brushed his hand along her neck.
The mare let out a frustrated cry and twisted her head, pulling at the rains held tightly in his hands. She rocked from side to side like she wanted to knock him off but also wasn't trying that hard to push him free.
Letting out a slight sigh he swung his leg over her back and slipped out of the saddle. Still holding the reins he moved to stand in front of the mare, stroking over her muzzle. Her dark eyes were looking at everything, her ears twisting around as she tried to search the forest. "What is it, do you smell something?" he asked, looking over his shoulder at the trees around them.
The mare snorted and shook her head, pulling sharply at the reins, this time yanking them out of his hands. He reached out and grabbed the edge of the bridle, trying to hold her still. He gently pulled her head down and stroked a hand over her long muzzle.
Elizabeth let out a low cry and danced to the side of the trail. He held tightly onto the bridle trying to keep her in place, trying to keep her safe. "What's gotten into you? You're never like this." he said, starting to get very worried. Whatever had spooked her wasn't in the forest, but he had no idea what it could have been. The mare had been a gift from his mother and while he really didn't know how to properly care for her, but he didn't want to see the tan colored equine hurt or in pain.
She bent her head down; her eyes were wide and wild looking. Her nose flared wide as she took in a breath of the forest air and then she let out a heavy cry. The mare twisted her head back, throwing herself sideways with enough for to pull the bridle out of his hands. He lunged to try and catch her but she bucked against the young man, knocking him to the ground as she danced all around him, her hooves coming very close to hitting his head.
A moment later she froze in place, straddling her rider for a few seconds before she let out a cry and rushed into the forest, her tail flying out behind her.
William sat on the ground, watching the mare vanishing between the tall trees. He sat there; stunned by the close call for a few seconds before he started to understand what had just happened. Struggling to his feet he started rushing after her, trying to keep the mare's wide rump in view. It was a hopeless chase and in moments she had simply vanished into the trees. She was gone, and so was the trail.
The young man sighed and came to a stop, resting against the trunk of a thick tree. There were places where her hooves had kicked up some dirt, but they were few and far between. He wasn't a tracker but he wasn't going to let that stop him.
"Damn it, Elizabeth, what has gotten into you?" He muttered as he tried to follow her tracks. At least he still had the time to try and find her, they had been sent out to deliver a message across the kingdom and he still had two weeks before it was due. He had the message on his belt but it was still a half a day's ride to the next village and he didn't want to be left out in the woods at night. That and all of his supplies were strapped onto the back of the mare.
He continued to follow along the hoof prints, not sure if they were even hers anymore. Here and there he saw a small tuft of white or tan fur, but he couldn't tell what sort of animal they had come from.
Finally the last of the hoof print vanished into the debris of the forest.
With a long sigh he cupped his hands together. "Elizabeth!" He bellowed as loudly as he could.
Silence fell over the forest for a few moments, and then in the distance he heard something that sounded like her whinny. He started running towards it, hoping that he was going in the right direction.
When William finally came to a stop he found himself among trees that looked the same as they had before. Of course they all looked the same to him and he couldn't see any sign of his mare or even the way he had come. He was lost in the deep woods.
"Elizabeth, where are you?" he asked, kicking at the dirt as he rested his head against the trunk of a tree.
Without warning a light whipped out from between the trees, leaving streaks of blue in the air, and started to circle around him. A soft chiming of bells seemed to fill the air, moving along with the spark of light.
He looked up and watched the light flying around him. He didn't dare move or even breath. He had no idea what this was, but he had heard stories of curses in the deep woods and how people who went into them never came back. He hadn't believed them before but this was enough to convince him otherwise.
The streaking light came to a stop in front of him and then rose up to hover level with his nose. He crossed his eyes and stared at the light as it resolved itself into the form of an attractive woman dressed in a tiny scrap of cloth that seemed to only to hang from her ample chest.
She looked at him and let out a giggle. "You're looking for the mare, aren't you?"
"Yes, is she alright?" he asked instantly forgetting what dangers her presence might bring.
"She is worried about you," the fairy said.
He blushed slightly. "I'm okay, I'm just a little lost."
The fairy looked at him for a moment then started to zip around him, hovering around his face to look him directly in the eyes. "You lie. Follow me, I will take you to her," she added then swirled around his head for a moment before flying off between the trees, quickly dodging around them.
William stood in place, watching her in with dull surprised. She stopped in place next to the trees and turned back, flashing at him a few times before diving back into the forest. He finally stated after her, the blue trail of light making her easy to find his way even as she flitted between the trees. He stayed as close to her as he could.
The forest grew darker as they pressed deeper into it. It made the fairy's blue glow stand out, lighting a path for him between the trees. The spaces between them grew fewer and thinner and soon he had to press his way past them.
He was starting to worry about how tight the trees were becoming when he finally pased out of them and into a large clearing at the edge of a lake. The water was glowing with the same blue light as the fairy, and reflecting off the trees circling it. Around the clearing were dozens more light, flicking and dancing around through the thick trees.
Elizabeth was standing at the water's edge, her tail was flicking in agitation and her ears were pressed back against her head. He rushed over to her, pushing past the fairies to hug the mare tightly around the neck. He stroked a hand over her neck and head, rubbing her ears. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, pressing his head to hers. He noticed that someone had taken off her bridle.
"She's in need," a new voice said next to his ear. It was a sweet voice, rolling over him like a warm summer rain. He shivered and looked over his shoulder. One of the fairy lights was brighter than anything else, glowing pink and red. In the middle of the glow was a foot tall figure of a beautiful woman dressed in a long flowing grown. Her large wings slowly fluttered behind her, a small smile on her small face.
William took a step back and looked at the woman. "Need?" he asked dumbly then shook his head to clear it. "Who are you, who are all of you?"
The fairy smiled. "I am the Queen and you are in my fairy circle."
"Oh," he said a shiver running through his back. Being in a fairy circle wasn't a good thing; they had power over everything inside of it.
"And the mare is in need," she added.
"Her name is Elizabeth."
The queen nodded her head as her smile grew even wider. "You care a great deal for her, and she cares for you," she said, motioning towards the mare.
He nodded, not sure what to say.
"She is at the peak of her cycle, which has been enhanced by the magic of the forest, she needs relief for it."
William looked at the fairy queen, unsure what to make of that. "Her cycle?"
She giggled and moved up a bit closer to him. "Yes, and she needs relief."
Not really understanding he turned back and looked at the mare, wishing he know better how to care for her instead of always leaving it to the stable hands. She was still jittery, shaking her head and dancing around in a circle. "What can I do to help?"
"You wish to help?"
"Of course, if there is anything I can do to help her I will. I don't want to see her like this anymore," he said as he stroked a hand along the mare's neck.
The queen giggled again and flitted around to hover over the mare's back "There is something you can do to help. You can provide that relief that she needs."
"Anything."
"That is the second time you've said that. It is a dangerous word to use in my domain. There is something you can do to help her, but it will take time; four, maybe six days."
William gulped and licked his lips. The fairy was right, 'anything' was a very dangerous word and he wasn't in a safe place to be using it, but he had to help Elizabeth. She was too important to him to leave her miserable. The time wouldn't be a problem, it would make it a close thing, but he would be able to deliver the message."Yes... I want to help her and I would do anything to do so."
"You care for her don't you?" The queen asked again, flitting up to hover in front of his face.
The young man nodded his head as he stroked a hand along her flank, trying to calm her down as she shook under his touch. "I do, she's important to me, very important. She's the last connection to my family, and I don't want anything bad to happen to her."
The queen paused for a moment then smiled a bit more. "Then yes, there is a way, if you're willing to do anything."
"Anything," he replied without any hesitation.
"Then remove your clothing."
He blinked in surprise and took a step back from the fairy queen. He thought about protesting for a few seconds but then decided against it. If it would help Elizabeth he was willing to do whatever was asked him, no matter how strange it was.
Taking a deep breath he pulled open the ties of his shirt, pulling his collar loose before pulling the shirt off of his head. He let it drop to the ground and started work off his boots off then quickly undid the laces of his pants. With a blush he pushed them off his legs and threw them on the pile. "How will his help her?" he asked standing up and covering himself with his hands.
"Because what she needs is a stallion and you will provide that for her," the queen said with a giggle.
"A... stallion?" he asked, looking at the queen again.
The fairies stared to fly around him, their trail of lights casting across the clearing and making his skin glow.
"Yes, a stallion! She needs a stallion to fill her need and as the only male here you will be her stallion," the queen said with glee then zipped forward and kissed him on the nose.
William stumbled back in surprise, brushing at the tip of his nose and feeling something rushing through his body. It was like someone had slowly pulled a feather down his back. He shivered, goose bumps rising all over his nude skin. Under his hands he could feel his penis start to twitch and swell in undue excitement.
He closed his eyes and let out a soft gasp. "This feels wrong," he whispered.
"Just relax," the queen said in his ear, coming to rest on his shoulder.
Another shiver ran through his body as he shifted on his feet, a prickly feeling started to cross over his crotch and hips, his erection swelling to under his fingers until it brushed against his hand. "I can't," he whimpered.
The fairy queen danced around his head to come to rest on his other shoulder. The feeling of the magic was growing stronger, rolling down the back of his legs to make his feet twitch in strange ways. He had to shift again to keep his balance.
There was also a new scent in the air, something soft and light, and he had to strain to smell it. It dug into his throat and nose, spinning around inside of his head and making him feel odder still. Whatever the scent was it seemed familiar but he just couldn't place it.
His now rock hard erection pushed against the back of his hands and rising up over his fingers. His whole crotch itched with the magic, his shaft shaking and pulsing with it, making it feeling very odd. Finally he took in a breath and looked down at himself, letting out a gasp as what he saw.
His penis was huge! Well past his normal size, maybe a foot in length. The color was starting to change as well, the pink fading into grey with black splotches here and there. His foreskin had pulled further back under the fat head, thick skin was starting to build up around the base of his shaft and his whole crotch was covered in a thin layer of brown fur.
William reached down and touched the fur, feeling the course hair of a horse's pelt. His hand moved down to cup at his balls, feeling their new mass. They were almost too big to hold in his hands and sensitive to his touch. It sent a jolt of pleasure through his body and brought a moan from his lips.
Beside him the fairy queen giggled. "You're going to be a nice stallion."
He nodded his head, rolling his balls through his fingers as his other hand reached down to stroke over the length of his cock, feeling it grow longer under his touch. The feeling of the growing fur started to slide down his legs and up over his belly. Leaning forward he looked past his equipment and at his legs. The fur was nearly down to his knees and growing so fast he could see it.
The changing man let out a soft gasp and shifted in place as his hips began to shift outwards, pushing apart as his ass started to swell. He took his hand off his balls to rub at his ass, feeling the muscles growing wider under his touch. At the same time he continued to rub over his growing erection, now a foot and a half long; a sheath was starting to form at his crotch and the head was began to reshape itself.
Just as he was starting to find that his growing ass was making it hard to balance the fairy queen snapped her fingers and a tree grew up next to him, the branches twisting together to form a platform. He took his hand off his rump and grabbed onto the tree, shifting his feet as his hips pushed even further apart. The now familiar feeling of growing fur started to cover his much larger rear end at the same time he felt a growing pressure at the base of his spine.
Twisting around, he looked over his expansive rear end, watching as the fur covered it completely. A moment later the pressure on his spine grew even stronger, a thick nub of fleshing growing right at the top of his ass cheeks. As soon as the pressure started to relax a new tingling started, like the feeling of growing fur but a hundred times stronger. He let out a gasp of pleasure as hair almost exploded from the nub and rushed out into a thick and full tail of dark brown hair.
William looked dumbly at the tail for a moment. His back end was clearly that of a horse but a much bigger horse then Elizabeth. It seemed out of place with his human upper body.
Without warning his feet started to twist in odd and almost painful ways. Bending forward he looked down past his erection at his legs, they were fully covered in fur and his toes had become dark black. He shifted back and forth watching his toes starting to twist and merging together reforming until they were no longer feet but hooves.
He bent over, resting his full weight against the small tree next to him. "I have hooves," he said.
"Of course you do," the queen replied.
William continued to stare at his new hooves as hair started to grow around them, thick and white it sank down over his large hooves until it brushed against the ground. A few moments later his legs started to stretch and pull, growing both thinner and longer at the same time. He found himself leaning even further over the tree as he grew taller, his massive shaft slapping up against his belly, nearly reaching to his throat.
Gasping out in surprise he looked down under his body. His erection was at least two and a half feet long and his balls were bigger the grapefruit, stretching out his thick leathery sack. A large sheath was wrapped around the base of his shaft, holding it tight to his body.
His whole backside, from ass to feet, was that of a large horse. In fact his back end was almost as tall as he had been as a human, and much wider. His legs and rump were well muscled and looked very powerful under his dark brown fur.
The half-horse man shook out his feet, watching the long hair dance around his hooves as the new muscles twitched. "I'm becoming a draft horse?"
"It's the breed that suits you," the fairy queen said, fluttering around his face.
He nodded and sniffed at the air again. The strange smell was growing stronger, tickling the back of his throat and making him feel very warm. He lifted his head and took in a deep breath, trying and find what the scent was and where it was coming from. Whatever it was, it was a wonderful and he wanted more of it.
A new jolt ran through his body, running from his equine half up his spine to the base of his skull. With an odd popping feeling his neck snapped back and he found himself looking straight forward towards where Elizabeth was dancing next to the water. He blinked in surprised and reached up with one hand to rub his head, finding that the whole build of his neck had changed.
A moment later he felt an odd pressure in the chest, pushing on his ribs from the inside as well as along his back. He flicked his tail as he tried to look back but found that he really couldn't anymore. Instead the pressure continued to grow as his chest started to swell outwards. The pressure in his back increased as the flared head of his erection bouncing slowly back along his chest, sliding back as his whole body started to stretch and grow.
William crossed his eyes and let out a low whimper, the feeling was strange and wonderful at the same time. He found he had to shuffle his hindquarters back as his body grew longer. At the same time he felt the his chest and upper body grow, swelling out to match the size of his equine hind quarters as the prickling of growing fur ran along his back and belly.
The shifting mass and weight made it even harder for him to stay upright and the small tree he was using for support was starting to bend under him. He clenched his fingers tightly as he felt them start to swell. He looked down, watching them with a bit of detachment as they started to curl up, his nails turning a dark black and beginning to flow over his fingers.
A smiles pulled over his face as he watched his fingers swell, the two outer fingers pulling back as the center seemed to grow together. In a few moments he had a pair of large hooves at the end of his still human arms. Brown fur was growing around the base and he could see the start of the feathering growing above them.
With a soft gasp he pushing off from the tree and fell down onto his hooves, it put him in a very odd position and strained his back. He was a horse from the shoulders down and his arms were much shorter than his hind legs.
He bent his head forward to look at his hooves, the brown fur was starting to grow up over his wrists and as it did so they started to shift and change. The fur trailed up and over his arms, growing towards his elbows and reaching for his shoulders. As it did his arms starting to grow longer, raising up his forequarters to the same level as his ass. His former arms continued to twist and reform, becoming the proper forelegs for a powerful draft horse.
Closing his eyes he felt his chest and shoulders swell, his elbows pushing apart to become parallel with his large hips and rump as his arms finished turning into horse legs. He could feel his whole upper body gaining muscle mass, bulking him up like a good draft animal should be. He had no idea what sort of horse he was but it felt very powerful and very large. A part of him wondered how long he could be a stallion... and if he would get to pull something. The thought of pulling something made him feel oddly good.
He felt his erect shaft smack up against his belly as he got another whiff of the strong smell, luxuriating in it as it swam around his head. It made him shake his still human head and dance around on his new hooves as he tried to place it, tried to find it. He wanted to find it. He needed to find it.
William let out a snort, feeling his nostrils flaring out as his face started to distort. His lips and teeth were pushing out along with his nose, forming into a large muzzle. He could see the fur growing over it, this time a bright white instead of the familiar brown of the rest of his body. It grew longer and larger, taking up most of his vision.
There was an odd moment when he felt his teeth rearrange under his fat lips, some of them pushed forward while others simply seemed to merge together. Feeling around his this thick tongue he could feel the gap between the larger teeth, a perfect place for a bit.
A new jolt of pressure crossed over his face and pushed behind his eyes. The stallion found himself closing them tightly and holding them closed as he felt his forehead starting to grow. He could feel the bones shifting and twisting around. His eyes swelling as they moved to the side of his head, pressing under his tightly closed eyelids.
When the pressure stopped he slowly opened his new eyes. The large brown orbs took a moment to focus at the world around him. Everything looked different, the colors were oddly wrong and it all looked a bit flat too. Even so, everything seemed right as well.
He shook his head, feeling his neck growing outwards, thick and powerful as his hair reformed into a long mane that hung heavy over his neck. His ears rose up to top of his head, flicking around while his body creaked and groaned as the last of it moved into the correct place.
William snorted as the feeling of the magic faded away. He tried to say something to the fairy queen but only a small whinny came from his thick lips. He snorted again and shook his head, feeling his mane shake all around him. His hard shaft slapped at his belly again, his lust still burning in the back of his mind. It wasn't the lust of the human but the lust of the stallion.
The stallion managed to ignore it for a moment as he slowly walked over to the edge of the lake. His new body felt slow but powerful and he had to think about every step to be sure of his footing. Upon reaching the edge of the water he bent his head down and looked at his new face. The white fur crossed over the top of his muzzle like someone had struck him with a paint brush, it was uneven and he could see spots of brown around the top of his nose and between his eyes.
He flicked his head, watching his long mane sway as his ears twisted and twitched. He then pulled back his lips and looked at his own big teeth. They seemed to be in very good shape but he really couldn't be sure. Still, he seemed to be a well kept and powerful draft horse.
Taking in a deep breath he was hit by the odd scent again. It was so strong he could almost taste it at the back of his thick tongue. He licked at the roof of his mouth, drinking the wonderful scent in as his equine lust grew even stronger, threatening to push away every thought in his mind.
The big stallion slowly lifted his head and took in another deep breath of the wonderful smell. He looked around the clearing, scanning it with one eye, trying to find the source of the scent, trying to learn what it really was. His eyes finally landed on Elizabeth. The mare was standing a dozen feet away from him, her tail flicking as she moved in a long circle.
As she saw him she came to a stop then slowly turned once last time until her back was towards him. With a look of lust in her eyes she lifted up her tail to show her swollen sex. The thick lips winked at him, her juices glowing out of her lips and down against her tan fur.
With a rush of lust he realized he had smelled her heat, smelling her need... and now he could help her with it!
William let out a happy snort and shook out his mane. He started walking up to her; taking his time as he let his instincts take over. She was smaller the he was, much better suited for riding. Even so they would go together, fit together, be one together.
He came up to her and bent his head down to smell at her sex, enjoying the strong scent of her heat as it filled his head. His arousal grew stronger under him, his large cock slapping excitedly against his wide belly.
The mare let out a soft cry and flicked her tail again.
With a snort the stallion nosed at her wet pussy, enjoying her smell as her juices covered his nose. With a happy whinny he braced himself and moved closer, getting ready to mount her as the fairies swirled around the two equines, watching them in their lust.
William let out another snort, hunkered down and then reared back, arching high in the air as he lunged forward so that his belly dropped down onto the mare's back. The mare whimpered as he came down but she took the weight.
He wrapped his forelegs around her body and started to probe around with his cock, feeling the head rub up between her legs and over her tight belly. Pulling his hips back he lifted his shaft, teasing his head over her legs and hips as he searched for her the wet lips of her sex. It was all he wanted, all he could even think about, but soon he felt the slickness of her sex come to rest against his head.
Closing his eyes the stallion shifted and moved forward, feeling his cock pressing into the hot sex of the mare. As soon as he was inside he thrust, moving his body up as he took her, claiming her as his own as he felt the warm tight sex hugging around his shaft. He whinnied and shook his head, pressing forward more, trying to get every inch of himself into her tight wetness.
Together the two horses cried out in pleasure as he filled her to her limit. He stopped there for a moment, holding himself in place and feeling her tightly around him. He enjoyed it, enjoying the feeling of her around him and under him.
With a low cry he started to fuck her, thrusting hard into her sex, his large balls swinging between his legs to slap at her body. Every move, every thrust, was perfect. It was a paradise for him and was nothing like he had ever felt before. He wanted it to last forever.
Sadly forever wasn't coming any time soon as the pleasure and lust rushed forward until it erupted after only a few moments. With a long cry he slammed himself home as his cock flared and he came, his hot semen gushing into her sex; rushing forward and seeking out her womb trying to quench her heat.
Once the pleasure was gone the former human collapsed against the mare's back, panting softly as his arousal started to drift away. With a single move he pulled his shaft out of Elizabeth, feeling it fall limp between his hind legs to dance between his knees.
William shook his head, trying to clear it. The equine lust was stronger than anything he had know, but it was surprising quick. He wasn't sure how he felt, other than good, he felt very good.
The fairy queen flew over his head to hover off the tip of his muzzle. "You are a very good stallion. It will take a few days but she will be fine, once her heat is passed you two can be on your way."
He looked at the queen with one eye. He was happy to be a stallion, though he knew it wasn't what he was suppose to be. He wanted to be a human again, he had a job to do and he couldn't simply do it as a horse no matter how good it felt. He looked at the fairy, trying to convey his muddled thoughts with the cock of his head and ears.
She fluttered around him. "Yes, you will return to a human when you leave.'
William flicked his ears happily, that was all he wanted to know. Until then he was happy to be a draft horse and oddly enough the equine part of him hoped the fairies could use him as such. He enjoyed the thought and the idea of the work and he hoped the fairies would have something for him to do.
The fairy queen giggled and placed a hand on his nose. "I'm sure we can arrange something for you to hull. You'll enjoy it; you're a wonderful draft horse."
He nodded and relaxed into the mind set of being a stallion, letting his human and equine self mix. It was going to be good to be a draft animal, working hard to do whatever was asked of him, and he was going to enjoy his mare.
Walking over to Elizabeth, he rubbed his neck along hers and pressed their flanks tightly together. They would have a very good time together until her heat finally passed. A part of him wished it could be a seasonal thing... no, all of him wished that. He wanted to be a horse again and he knew the fairy queen could arrange it for him.
The big stallion nuzzled gently at his mate, happy to with her and to have her. She nuzzled back, the pair of equines content to be with each other.
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