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The Pendants Ch.2- Let's Experiment!

Wow! I knew I was big, but I didn't think I was this big... Karisa thought to herself while she looked into the full size mirror they had placed in the barn.

They had installed it a few months back just to see how the animals would react to it. Another product of their boredom. The mares seemed intrigued every now and again by their reflections but it was mostly unused otherwise.

"Isn't this amazing Mike?!" Karisa "asked," directing her thoughts toward her husband turned mare.

They had discovered this ability to push their thoughts between each other after Karisa made her snide "ladies first" comment to herself. Mike had somehow heard her, he was not very pleased. Mike was lying down at the moment, watching Karisa blankly. He was enthralled by the sight of her turning and bending while she examined her new stallion form, the flex of her powerful muscles and the swaying of certain attributes gartering his attention most of all.

"Mike?" Karisa questioned, still looking in the mirror as she moved her surprisingly dexterous lips about and flicked her ears experimentally.

Mike snapped out of his reverie at this,

"Er-yeah. It's pretty amazing," He said standing up, shivering at the cool blast of air that assaulted his moistened sex. "...I could be enjoying myself much more if I wasn't so damn horny. It's getting kind of difficult to think straight anymore."

Karisa waved off his complaint, so to speak and clopped a forehoof on the ground next to her, beckoning him. He moved up beside her and looked into the mirror at his reflection. This was the first time he had actually given himself the chance to look at his new body and he forgot about his heated loins, at least for the moment. He recognized their breeds as a Shire draft horse and an American Cream Draft.

Mike snorted with disdain. "Figures. I get one of the more feminine breeds."

"You are quite grumpy," Karisa said playfully.

"I'm not grumpy. I'm just... Sexually frustrated," Mike retorted.

Karisa nuzzled his neck, inhaling deeply. "You're in heat. You're practically dripping with pheromones," She said, her equine member tightening in her sheath and extending out across her belly, throbbing powerfully as it reached full mast. "Mmm, I don't know how I held out this long but I think it's time to help you with your... Problem..."

Karisa moved toward Mike's flanks, getting a strong whiff of his arousal as his tail swished about enticingly. She dipped her muzzle toward his wet sex and teased it with the very tip of her thick tongue, tracing the outside of his dark lips slowly making him quiver with desire. Just as she was about to rear up on top of him however, Mike stopped her.

"Wa-wait..." Mike said, somehow managing to stay even a little coherent. "I-I want to be on top."

There was a brief moment of disbelieving silence before Karisa finally responded. "You what?"

"I don't care how we do it, but I want to be on top," Mike insisted, growing impatient.

Karisa stood there, trying to think about how this would even be possible, which was very difficult with the many distractions taking place around her. After several tough moments of brain storming, she had an idea, a very implausible idea, but she was a male horse, nothing seemed _too_implausible right now. Without speaking, Karisa moved to a corner of the room and hesitated, trying to figure out how to go about her next move. Finally deciding to just go for it, she turned away from the wall and sat on her haunches, placing herself as close to wall as she could manage. She tested her balance and found she was strangely comfortable in her new sitting position against the corner of the wall.

"This is about as close to "top" as you're gonna get," Karisa said.

Mike was impressed to say the least but he was less impressed than he was turned on and Karisa's throbbing shaft was out on display, just for him. He clopped his way across the barn eagerly and looked at Karisa's vulnerable position. He had just about all of the control over her pleasure.

I could use this to my advantage, Mike thought to himself as he turned around, giving Karisa a perfect view of his swollen sex, along with yet another intense blast of his hypnotizing scent.

Mike lowered his back end toward Karisa's rock hard member, just teasing the flared tip with his warm, cushy netherlips. Karisa was beyond the ability to form intelligible thoughts, even at this slight action, already, pre-cum was bubbling at the head of her thick length. After a few agonizing moments of teasing, Karisa felt a glorious heat envelop a portion of her length, both her and Mike whinnying in unison as Karisa's girth sunk further into Mike's damp, burning depths. So much for Mike's plans of teasing.

Both of their minds went blank when Mike hoisted his rear end up, making Karisa shudder in absolute bliss as his rippling walls pulled and kneaded her slickened horse shaft. Mike's tongue lolled out his muzzle lazily, lost in the sensations of Karisa's ribbed member massaging his convulsing walls with every movement, not to mention, the exertion of his ministrations was beginning to tire him out quicker than he thought. They were a perfect fit for each other but Mike wanted more than just a perfect fit. He had only one word on his muddled mind; more.

Unbeknownst to the mating horse couple, from the abandoned bathroom their amulets once again flashed a brilliant green light simultaneously, granting Mike's desires.

Karisa could only huff and grunt, with an occasional whicker, in response to the gloriously hot, velvet passage that pulsed around her sensitive manhood. It was so much different to have all the pleasure concentrated into one organ, different but, incredible.

Without warning her testicles suddenly tightened against her groin and her shaft hardened further, stretching Mike's walls even more, coaxing several approving whinnies from him. She thought she was going to cum, but instead she felt her testicles bulge and inflate, gurgling audibly as they increased in size and capacity. Her equine tool felt almost painfully hard but the built up pressure released suddenly, in the form of growth, the mottled shaft lengthened inside of its velvety prison, gaining girth in time with her elongating penis.

Mike's labia and gushing tunnel were now forcibly to stretched wider, making him whicker contentedly. He felt positively full and he was loving every second of it, although a very faint voice was telling him that no good could possibly come of this. Needless to say, he wasn't listening to that voice.

Karisa convulsed involuntarily, when Mike's stuffed tunnel began to ripple and compress, expertly applying just the right amount of pressure, making her spurt a generous amount of pre directly into his womb. Using his new found control over muscles he didn't even know he had, Mike milked Karisa for all she was worth, without even needing to move the rest of his body.

These new rhythmic pulsations proved too much for Karisa, her head flared larger and her hyper sensitive pole tightened more than she thought possible. Karisa could do nothing to stop the oncoming rush of hot fluid and she jerked upward in preparation for her long awaited orgasm.

Mike, feeling this sudden shift, clamped down on Karisa's spasming horse-cock, cutting off the flow.

Not... Before... Me, Mike thought to himself, increasing the speed and pressure of his ministrations.

Karisa whinnied with a mixture of pleasure and pain as the rushing flood was forced back into her churning testicles, making them swell larger with the greater volume. The magic Mike had triggered was quite potent when fulfilling his desire for more and Karisa found her gyrating orbs swelling well beyond the normal size for a horse. They were just large enough that Mike was now resting on them, bringing her an even greater desire to reach climax as his weight became quite a burden. Mike whickered triumphantly, loving the feeling of complete control over his larger lover... It was then that Mike suddenly tensed and went slack, releasing Karisa from his vice-like grip and began cumming without restraint. Karisa grunted, her equine manhood distending slightly as she released a torrent of horse spunk directly into Mike's greedy womb. Both of them were prisoners to their orgasms, unable to do little more than twitch and shiver as rope after rope of sticky spunk painted Mike's shuddering walls, each subsequent load making Mike's belly bulge slightly until he could hold no more. Karisa and Mike panted as they came down from their high; Mike somehow managing to dismount himself with a wet squelch, followed by a rush of their mingling fluid.

They sat in silence, not because there was nothing to say but because they were both too exhausted to even summon the strength to speak to each other. Karisa shut her eyes, she just needed to rest them, but exhaustion soon got the better of her and she found herself drifting off into a restful sleep, still somehow in her oddly comfortable sitting position.

*An hour later*

Karisa awoke in a cold sweat. She looked around the dimly lit barn confusedly until a tugging at her groin reminded her of what had taken place here. Looking down, Karisa was greeted by a familiar equine attribute, that now throbbed incessantly. She would not have hesitated in indulging herself, if her body wasn't shrinking, making her stallion-hood look and feel uncomfortably massive. By now, much to her dismay, Karisa had all but changed back, the fur on her body falling away and her bulky form reverting to its usual soft, feminine ways.

Her ribcage collapsed, compressing into a human structure, the skin on her chest bubbled and began to balloon outward with the return of her breasts, her body burning with lust. Her hands instinctively flew to the bestial distraction between her legs, which felt even larger in her slender hands. She stroked her sensitive length with both hands, grasping as much of the hot flesh as she could, although both hands were unable to wrap around it completely. A whorish moan escaped her lips, her lust building ever higher as her returning nipples sent waves of electric pleasure rushing though her body. A sudden lurch from her engorged testicles was the only warning before they were pulled up into her abdomen, only adding to the symphony of pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being. Her pumping became quicker and more sporadic as she became increasingly desperate to achieve orgasm with her final equine appendage, which now drooled pre-cum profusely.

Finally, Karisa's body exploded in climax; leading to multiple happenings. Her shaft erupted, streams of fertile spunk splattering on the ground as it dwindled into her clitoral hood, and her feminine slit returned to its rightful place between her shapely legs. The force of the orgasm caused Karisa to black out before she returned to consciousness a few moments later. Resting her head against the wall, Karisa took some time to catch her breath and calm her whirling mind. Several moments later, she stood, staggered, used the wall for support and took her first steps with human feet in hours. She stumbled out of the barn into the dim light of the fading day and made an abrupt realization. Mike was nowhere to be found.

"Mike?" Karisa said, her voice slightly hoarse from not having used it for so long, and poked her head back into the barn.

She searched the stalls and found them empty. Curious, she stepped out of the backside of the barn, where they kept the troughs of water for the horses and only found the other mares there, who greeted her with the upmost excitement. They nuzzled her neck, her chest, then, surprisingly her crotch.

"Woah, easy there, girls. You're going to knock me over," Karisa said, pushing their muzzles away. "You two sure are acting str- OH!" Karisa said, feeling awfully dumb for failing to realize their strange behavior earlier. She ruffled their manes. "Betcha, I still smell like a rutting stud, huh? Well, maybe another time..." She said, her mind reeling through fantasies, her body acting on its own accord as she reached down to slowly stroke her, suddenly achy netherlips.

Karisa got a hold herself rather quickly. She snapped out of her steamy day dream and then noticed something else that was amiss. She was still naked. Although they lived a relatively good distance from any people, she felt somewhat embarrassed at how long it had taken her to notice such an obvious detail. She rummaged through the barn for a few moments and found an old but, clean sheet that she wrapped about herself.

Cloaked in her sheet, Karisa corralled the mares back into the barn and continued her search for Mike. She circled the barn, then scanned the shadowy expanse of land, which was becoming increasingly difficult as dusk gave way to night. She was beginning to worry, then she saw some movement by the house. She wasn't quite sure what it was but it looked like a large animal.

Making her way up the dusty path to the front porch, she moved around the left side of the house, where she had seen the movement.

"Mike?" Karisa asked once more, hesitantly, creeping around the corner.

Karisa jumped with start when Cass, one of their dairy cows, stuck its muzzle out from around the corner, directly into her face.

"Son of a- we seriously need to get a bell for you," Karisa said to the sneaky cow. "What are you doing way up here anyway? Get on over to the barn," She said, giving the bovine a nudge in the right direction.

Karisa watched her go and discovered the cow's escape route from the fenced in portion of the farm. One of the gates had been left wide open, which was strange because they almost never used this particular gate and they always closed them otherwise. She had a pretty good idea of the culprit. After shutting the gate, Karisa moved up to the front door, which was cracked open, as she expected it would be. Sure enough, inside the foyer was the sleeping form of Mike but he was still a mare and still a mess. Karisa looked on in horror at the sticky mess on the dining room carpet. A portion of the carpet behind Mike was glazed over with the sexual fluid that had drained from his womb.

Karisa sighed. This was actually partly her fault but she thought that Mike would have had more common sense than to come into the house like this. With a wave of her hands, Karisa decided to worry about this tomorrow. She closed the front door, locked it, turned off the lights and climbed the stairs to their bedroom.

After a much needed shower, with minimal shenanigans, Karisa crawled into bed and laid down on her back, mostly because her body felt incredibly sensitive. She was sure rubbing of any form on the front of her body would send her spiraling into another bout of masturbation and she wasn't sure if she would be able to stop herself. However, her sexual thoughts faded and she found herself falling into a peaceful sleep.

Karisa, only half conscious, moaned into pillow. The rubbing of her tingling breasts and moistened sex across the silken sheets sent sparking jolts of pleasure through her hypersensitive body. Literally unable to stop herself, Karisa pleasured herself, hands-free until she cried out in orgasm, snapping into consciousness as she slumped into the bed. She recovered rather quickly and managed to stagger out of bed into the bathroom,where she started the shower again.

"What's wrong with me?" Karisa said to herself while she stripped the soiled sheets off the bed.

The unnatural tingling and horniness still persisted but she did her best to ignore it as she walked downstairs into the laundry room. After throwing her dirty sheets in the wash, Karisa walked back into the foyer, where Mike still lay on the floor asleep.

"Hey! Wake up ya damn nag!" Karisa said playfully, poking at his stomach with her foot, noting how unusually hard it felt.

Mike raised his head off the floor lazily. "I'm already awake. I'm trying to wait until this damned horniness passes before I move and make it worse," Mike said with irritation.

"Well you can't just lay there all day. Maybe if you go outside, it could take your mind off things. Not to mention, you made quite a mess out of this carpet and I need to get it cleaned up. Now that I mention it, you could do with a good wash yourself," Karisa said, smirking and leaving the room to fetch some cleaning supplies.

Mike puffed air out of his nostrils impatiently and reluctantly started to stand, shuddering at the intense sensations he received when his swollen netherlips slid across each other due to the movement. He took his first steps toward the door and whickered softly when his hind legs rubbed against the tender flesh of his udders.

"I heard you by the way," Mike said to Karisa who was already scrubbing away at the sticky mess.

"Huh?" Karisa said quizzically.

"When you were upstairs..." Mike stated bluntly.

"Oh that, I woke up so horny... And I was just so sensitive. I just couldn't help it-" She said blushing.

"Okay, okay... I get it. At least you can scratch your itch," Mike cut in.

Karisa looked up from what she was doing and started to rise, advancing on Mike as she did.

"You feel it don't you?" She said, moving closer. "That powerful fire raging on in your loins..." She moved closer. "...that spreads throughout your body," She said, running her hand across the soft fur of his back."Until you almost can't stand it..." She was behind him now, her fingers tracing circles around his haunches teasingly.

God yes! Just put those in me already! Mike thought to himself, his ears flattening against his head.

Karisa smirked and backed away from Mike and said, "You know, sex is fun but, teasing makes it better. Maybe we can help each other out later."

"No, no please. I-ungh-need this," Mike said, stamping his hooves in frustration, grunting at the extreme pleasure of the movement.

Karisa simply patted him on the head and resumed her work on the carpet.

Mike was not happy but there wasn't much he could do. Or was there? He suddenly remembered the pendants worked even if you weren't wearing them. He looked down at Karisa as she scrubbed away on her hands and knees, her low cut shirt displaying a tantalizing amount of cleavage. This gave him an idea.

Karisa was too focused on her cleaning to notice Mike staring at her and started to feel uncomfortable in a way she couldn't describe. That is until, her bra began to feel awfully snug. She stopped what she was doing and sat back on her legs just as a wave of pleasure tore through her already sensitized body, her breasts pushing against the fabric of her constricting bra. She pulled her shirt off quickly and tried to unclasp the hooks of her bra but her expanding flesh was causing the entire bra to dig painfully into her en-largening orbs. She gasped suddenly at a prickling sensation in her nipples as they expanded slightly, rubbing against the silky cloth of her straining bra. Karisa scrunched her face into a grimace that was half pleasure, half pain as her tit flesh continued to pur out her too small undergarment. Then with a loud exhale of air, one strap snapped, then the other and the useless garment fell to the ground.

Instead of halting, the growth increased in momentum and her hands flew up to caress the soft surface of her swelling bust, until the growth finally ceased. She was left blushing crimson with arousal and her needs not yet sated. Finally looking down to assess the damage, Karisa gaped at the size of her bust, hefting a full breast in her hand.

She then looked up at Mike accusingly and said, "I imagine you're the one to blame for this!"

"I might have had something to do with it..." Mike responded mischievously.

Karisa released her breast and sighed. "I suppose I deserved this but did you have to make them so big? I have got to be at least an F or something now. It's definitely a large size.." She said pushing them together in a playful manner. "-and look at these nip- Oooo..." Karisa said, moaning loudly when said nipples bulged outward even more, past an inch, thickening.

They pulsed and changed sizes rapidly; large, small, thick, thin. "Oooo, Mike please *pant* stop..." She said gasping.

Mike stuck his tongue out slightly in concentration. "H-hang on... Aaaand, got it!" Mike said, Karisa's nipples ceasing their relentless pulsations.

Karisa panted heavily, she was so close to the tipping point and felt as though she would come at any second but, she just couldn't bring herself over the edge. She looked down at her altered nipples; they must have been close to an inch long now and they were definitely thicker.

"*sigh* was this necessary?" Karisa said, exasperated.

Mike snorted in approval. "Yes it was. Now you can know exactly how I feel. It's torturous being right on the edge of orgasm but you're unable to reach it, isn't it?"

Karisa lifted herself off the ground and had to hold the wall to keep herself upright as she attempted to adjust to her larger, heavier breasts.

"How am I supposed to fit into any of my shirts now?" Karisa complained.

"Looks like you're just going to have to figure that one out on your own," Mike said sticking his tongue out, goofily, at Karisa.

"Hmmmph," Was all Karisa said before disappearing upstairs.

Mike stood in silence, or at least he would have if it weren't for the constant dripping coming from his aroused sex. He finally tired of the sound on the wood floor, as it only brought more attention to his sexual frustration, and opened the front door with his teeth.

Karisa came down moments later, with one of Mike's white t-shirts over her breasts, which she had wrapped in a few layers of gauze. It was far from comfortable but she needed to go into town to question a certain someone and she had to be somewhat presentable.

"Mike," Karisa said stepping outside. "I'm going into town to-oof-question that woman from the store... Holly, yeah, that's her name, about- damn- these," Karisa said, squirming and adjusting the gauze in order to make it less constricting on her breasts and holding up the pendants at the mention of "these."

"Fine. Have fun," Mike said, grunting. He wasn't sure how much longer he could stand these feelings of extreme arousal before he completely lost it.

Karisa, now a bit more understanding of his situation opened her mouth to say something but decided to leave him to cool off. She would have gladly helped with his dilemma but she was much too interested in finding answers. So much so that she had almost forgotten about her own state of heightened arousal. Almost. She could feel the moistness of her nether region as she walked toward her car.

Mike, walking toward the barn, watched Karisa get into the car and drive off down the road. His mind was beginning to haze over with lust and he wished he had done more to get Karisa to help him get off rather than just get back at her. He flattened his ears to the sides of his lowered head and panted as he stepped into the barn. These feelings were making him miserable and he was beginning to lose all hope of finding a solution. That is, until, he looked at the milking machine they had forgotten to put away.

Meanwhile, Karisa was doing more squirming than driving. Everything just felt uncomfortable. Her swollen vulva was pushing against her jeans, enticingly, creating a growing wet spot in the front of them, and her tingling breasts were not helping. She pulled over and inhaled slowly and deeply before letting her head fall lazily against the headrest where she looked directly at the pendants. Of course! She felt so dumb for not thinking of this before. She closed her eyes and held an image of her and Mike in her mind. One where they were-

Karisa gripped the steering wheel so tightly, her knuckles turned white and she cried out as her body convulsed in orgasm. One glorious explosion of pleasure right after another until she slumped back in her seat, exhausted and satisfied.

Mike's heart raced as he clopped over to a corner of the room, suction cup in his mouth, and began to copy Karisa's previous actions until he attained a comfortable sitting position. It was then that he lowered his head just above his bulging sex and dropped the large suction cup onto the ground in front of it. The milker whirred louder as the cup attached itself, with a squelch, to his sex and began to suck at it. He clenched the dexterous muscles of his fiery passage in time with the pulsations of the machine and was surprised when he came only seconds later. Once, twice, three times... Spurt after spurt of messy mare cum painting his surroundings, leaving him a shuddering, whickering, sticky mess. The, without warning his stomach gurgled and pushed outward, becoming harder and rounder, which he failed to notice through his sex addled mind.

"Well, hello there! I was wondering when I would see you again," Holly said to Karisa as she approached her. "Hmm, there's something different about you... Did you-"

"No, I didn't do anything with my hair! If you look _real_close, you will see that my tits are bigger..." Karisa cut in sarcastically.

Holly blushed. Not at her forwardness but at the sight of her bust stretching tightly against the white t-shirt she was wearing. She could clearly make out the sizable nipples through the thin fabric of the shirt.

She caught herself staring and cleared her throat. "Uhm, so I suppose you have some questions for me then?"

Karisa smirked and held up the pendants. "Indeed I do, how about we start with how these work exactly."

"Well that's fairly simple. They feed off the energy created from the desire to change one's form. They are a bit specific because of the reason they were created, which I do hope you remember..."

"Oh yes I remember. So from what I have experienced so far, it works off of each of the owner's desires? Making it possible to change each other any way you wish."

"That's pretty much the gist of it! Cool, huh?" Holly said in her usual sing song voice.

Karisa rolled her eyes. "Uh huh, real cool. It just gives my husband control over things like, oh I don't know... the size of my boobs," She said pointing to them."Which he can change whenever he wants to..."

Holly laughed. "Yes, that is, indeed, a downside I'm afraid but at least you can do it back!"

Karisa seemed to think on this before saying, "Hmm, that is true...."

After a few moments of silence Holly spoke up, "Hate to interrupt your little brainstorming session here but I do need to explain some things that are a little more urgent," Holly said.

"Oh, yes, sorry, please go on."

"Yes, now you may have noticed some "side effects..." "

Karisa blushed and responded, "Mmm, yeah I guess you could call them that,"

Remembering her charade in the car before she arrived. After she had made a mess of her self once again, she searched for some spare clothes and couldn't believe her luck when she found a change of pants in the trunk. However, her luck was just not good enough and she failed to find any spare underwear.

Holly cleared her throat and raised an eyebrow at Karisa, effectively bringing her attention back to the present. "So, as I was saying, these side effects can range from severe to almost non existent depending on the severity of your change. These include a heightened state of arousal, difficulty thinking, hypersensitivity and on very rare occasions, random transformations. Keep in mind though, that you will only feel the full impact of these once you have reverted back," Holly explained.

"So, pretty much everything I have experienced is expected every time..." Karisa reiterated.

"Exactly," Holly said, nodding her head.

"This is beginning to make much more sense than I thought it would," Karisa said. "But there's one thing I don't understand. How come Mike hasn't changed back yet?"

Holly gave Karisa a serious look and said, "There are only two occasions on which you will not be able to change back. The first is if the pendant is broken and the other..." Holly paused.

"The other is?" Karisa asked hesitantly.

"Well, if either one of you becomes pregnant..."

The words hung in the air for some time. Karisa looked down at the pendants in her hand, incredulously.

Finally, she looked up at Holly and said, "So... What you are saying is that I impregnated my husband turned mare..."

Holly dared to crack a small smile and responded, "Uhm, yeah, that's pretty much the gist of it..." She stopped for moment before continuing, "Karisa, listen-"

Karisa suddenly burst into laughter, drowning out Holly's concerned voice. Holly expected her laughter to be something similar to that of a mad woman's but it was instead the laugh of someone who was thoroughly amused. Her laugh was actually quite contagious and she found herself laughing alongside Karisa. Several moments later, Karisa wiped the tears from her eyes and composed herself once more.

" Oh shit, that is just too great... I should probably be more worried but I just find it so damn ironic! I wonder what the foals will look like..."

Holly breathed a sigh of relief before saying, "You have no idea how relieved I am to see that you are taking it with a positive light. In all honesty, there isn't anything I can do to reverse this anyway. The magic is quite binding."

Karisa smiled. "I think we will be okay. I just hope Mike takes the news with a positive outlook. It's easy for me, since I'm not the one who will be giving birth to a foal..."

Karisa moved toward the door as she spoke, "Thank you again, for everything!" She said, suddenly leaping at Holly, crushing her in a friendly hug.

"You are- ahem- quite welcome," Holly said, blushing as Karisa's large bust squished into hers. Karisa released her and said her goodbyes but before she left Holly stopped her.

"Here's my number and address if you ever need someone to, you know, consult with," Holly said holding out a small sticky note she had prepared prior to Karisa's arrival. She had a strong suspicion one of them would be stopping by today.

"Well, thank you. I will keep this in a safe place," Karisa said, folding it and stuffing it into her shirt.

Holly rolled her eyes and waved goodbye as she left the store.

"I'm what?!" Mike exclaimed, puffing hot breath out of his nostrils and stamping his hooves angrily. "We need to reverse this or... Or..."

"Hey, hey. Mike, honey, just calm down please. Everything will be okay, I'm here for you," Karisa said soothingly, moving up to stroke his unkempt mane. This gave her an idea. "How about we get you cleaned up and I can explain everything. Does that sound good?" She said already leading him into the barn.

He moved along without protest, he did need a good cleaning...

And so Karisa scrubbed, brushed and rinsed away the sticky remnants of their sexual escapades. She repeated everything her and Holly had discussed while she was gone, back to Mike calmly and collectively until he was shining with cleanliness.

"There! You look beautiful!" Karisa said, wiping her forehead with the back of her hand.

Mike flattened his ears back and looked at the ground bashfully. He felt silly for acting this way at the simple act of a compliment but he couldn't help it.

"Go look in the mirror, I am sure you will be pleasantly surprised," Karisa coaxed.

Mike moved to the mirror, slowly, trying to ignore the slight amount of weight that had already gathered inside his womb. He stared into the mirror and was rewarded with the pleasant sight of his shining coat and perfectly groomed fur, which he seemed to be looking at from a whole new light.

"Wow hun, you did an amazing job," Mike said, feeling bad for his outburst on her earlier. "I'm sorry I exploded on you-" He started to say

Karisa cut him off mid sentence and said, "No, no. There's no need to be sorry. None at all, you had every right to act the way you did..."

"I know that, I just feel bad is all..." Mike said sadly.

Karisa put her hands on her hips. Then she got an idea. "Well you know, if you want to make it up to me so badly. I do have a, well I suppose you could call it a lifelong dream of mine that I think you can help me achieve."

"What do you mean exactly?" Mike asked.

Karisa pet Mike's back idly as she continued, "I don't know if I mentioned this before but when I was a child, I always wanted my own horse, well at least after I visited my Aunt's farm when I was 11. Unfortunately, I lived in the middle of the city so I never had the chance to experience what I fantasized about nearly everyday..." Karisa stopped and looked at Mike expectantly.

"Well if you wanted to ride me all you had to do was ask. I rode you first after all..." Mike said jokingly.

Karisa laughed and said, "Well it's not that simple. I want to experience it exactly as I fantasized. In other words, I want to do this a kid..." Karisa cast her gaze downward bashfully.

Mike noticed this and nuzzled her neck affectionately. "You don't have to be embarrassed about wanting to live your childhood dream. I will do it. Anything to make you happy."

Karisa hugged his neck tightly and spoke with a voice that radiated childlike excitement, "Oh, I love you so much! I-I will be right back!"

Karisa dashed out of the barn, up to the house.

She bounded into their bedroom and began to rifle through the walk-in closet for some smaller clothing. She was trembling with nervousness and excitement, already envisioning this long awaited dream. As she bent down to try and remove her shoes, Karisa became very lightheaded, forcing her to sit.

"Well, I'm closer to my...shoes..." Karisa said, staring at her legs, which seemed to flex and twitch on their own accord.

She continued to stare and moments later, they shrunk a few inches. She took her hands away from her laces and stretched her legs out on the floor.

_Yup, definitely shorter..._She thought to herself.

Her feet soon followed suit as they cricked and compressed, shrinking steadily until she slipped out of her shoes and socks. She inhaled sharply as her breasts pulsed and tightened under the crudely fashioned gauze support but instead of surging in growth the gauze began to loosen as her ample breasts shrank. The gauze slid off her dwindling bust as her overall stature was reduced and she found herself becoming smaller and smaller while the rom around her seemed to grow. Her arms thinned and shortened even as he hair lengthened, since she wore it shorter nowadays than she did when she was 11.

Her hips crunched and narrowed as her face lost its maturity, to be replaced by an overall girlish appearance. She giggled suddenly as the writhing of her flesh and bone tickled her thinner, more sensitive skin. With a strange, finalizing bubbling, Karisa's breasts deflated completely, seemingly being absorbed into her now girlishly flat chest.

Karisa sat, huddled on the floor for a few moments, trying to calm her pounding heart and drew her baggy clothes around herself, so that she could stand. Practically swimming in her clothes, Karisa walked to the full size mirror on the back of the bathroom door.

"Holy shit!" Karisa said, looking into the mirror. She covered her mouth with a delicately, small hand as the curse left her mouth.

My voice is so childish now. Swears sound so strange but funny... Karisa thought to herself.

"I need some damn clothes," She said aloud, giggling at her voice as she waded back into the closet.

Luckily, she was not very large to begin with so she found herself some of the smallest sizes of clothing she could muster up. After rummaging around the bathroom a bit, she found some safety pins and several hairbands which she utilized quite well in her opinion. Tying and fastening off the excess clothing. She took one last look in the mirror before she left. She looked just as she remembered when she was 11 the first time. She had been fairly tall for her age, so she stood at just about 5 feet tall. She remembered being very proud of that fact... Before she lost herself in a state of nostalgia, Karisa hurried out of the room and down the stairs, taking two or three steps at a time in her excitement.

Mike swiveled his ears toward a sound near the house and looked to see a young girl, dressed in baggy clothes fastened with hairbands and safety pins, shut the front door and begin skipping down the path to the barn.

"You look adorable," Mike said teasingly to Karisa.

"I don't want to hear any sass from you. Damn nag..." Karisa said, sticking her tongue out at Mike.

"Well that's no proper way for a young lady to speak!" Mike joked, then he looked down at her bare feet. "Couldn't find any shoes that would fit, huh?"

"Well I couldn't fasten safety pins onto any of them to make them fit, so no," She said. "But that doesn't matter right now. What does matter is that you're going to let me ride you to my heart's content. So stand over near that step ladder so I can mount you," Karisa demanded, trying not to laugh at how funny she sounded spitting out commands.

"Someone's a bit bossy..." Mike said, following her orders. Then he realized something else as Karisa started to straddle his back. "Where's the saddle?"

"Oh I don't need it. That's what you have a mane and neck for! Also, I don't have to worry about you bucking me off," Karisa said, tugging at the cream colored mane on his neck.

"You keep doing that and I will buck you off," Mike said, playfully but Karisa didn't seem to be listening anymore. She had already huddled against him, hugging his neck, just as she promised.

He nosed open the barn door and took a breath of the hot but fragrant air, then took off in a full gallop across the farm.

*3 exhausting hours(for Mike) later*

"Wow... That was so much fun! It was literally _everything_I had ever hoped it would be and I was able to experience with you," Karisa said, hugging Mike's neck before she lowered herself from Mike's back onto the floor.

Mike was still recovering from the intensity of his first experience with running, but was glad to see that Karisa had enjoyed herself.

"Ye-yeah... It was fun. I'm... Glad you had.... Fun," Mike said lumbering to an open space in the barn and laying down, where he fell asleep almost immediately.

Karisa had turned her back to him and continued speaking excitedly.

"I hope I wasn't too rough on you..." She said turning around, only to see Mike lying on the floor fast asleep.

She quietly excused herself from the sleepy barn and closed the doors, which she found a little more difficult, with her smaller stature.

Speaking of which... Karisa thought to herself as she started to progress her age again. She grew taller and more mature by the second, until she reached her normal age. "Urgh, still not back to normal size..." Karisa said, looking down at her large bust in the confines of her crudely tailored shirt. "Ah well, I suppose they can stay..." She continued stretching her limbs and continuing her walk toward the house. Her spirits were high as a result of the day's past events and she wasn't going to let her own nagging get the best of her.

Karisa settled into bed after a shower, thankful that her most recent change hadn't left her in a seemingly endless state of arousal. She thought about poor Mike and his growing pregnancy. He seemed to be taking it rather nicely though, but she did feel guilty and responsible for the whole thing...

Well maybe he enjoys it more than he cares to let on... Karisa thought to herself.

She wondered, then, how Mike felt with those udders of his... Then an idea sprung to mind.

But maybe I could come up with something better... Karisa thought, her body warming with arousal. So much for not being horny...

Closing her eyes in concentration, Karisa gently ran her hand in circles around her lower abdomen. She gasped in surprise aas the skin there suddenly became tender and sensitive. Two pink nubs appeared across from each other, growing longer and thicker until she was soon sporting two nipples akin to those on her chest, on her crotch.

Like rising bread, the skin beneath her still thickening nipples pushed outward, taking on a softer texture and perfectly rounded appearance. Karisa caressed the growing orbs and arched her back as they surged in finalizing growth, reaching a cup size larger than the ones on her chest. Shocking herself, Karisa stopped touching herself rather easily and sat up in bed, lifting up the covers anxiously.

Oh this is so strange, but its so...erotic..._Karisa thought to herself, poking at her new additions. _I guess I could call these crotch boobs then... She thought, laughing at how lewd they looked on her. She didn't really care much though and lowered herself back under the covers once more, even more exhausted than she had been just moments ago. She just couldn't help herself. All of this power and no one to stop her from using it. She layed on her back and stared at the ceiling while she idly stroked her new breasts. She marveled at how absolutely perfect the pleasure felt, not too intense, not too dull, which led her to her next curiosity.

"Why should I miss out on this opportunity?" Karisa asked herself, her sex already pulsing and shifting. "Let's see how the other side feels now..."

Her vulva darkened and expanded, thickening and becoming more pliable. Her now dark purple sex stretched longer along her crotch, her moist, burning passage growing in depth and size until she was left with a perfect replica of a mare's genitals in place of her own.

She explored but did not take it any farther than that, she was astounded by her display of self-control and drifted off to sleep with surprising ease.

****Some hours later.... ****

Mike awoke in the dark barn, stretched and stood, which was easier said than done. He was still not used to this body and the growing weight was not helping, he could tell already, that his belly had grown a few more inches over night. He nosed open the barn door and peered outside. It was still dark. He had woken up much earlier than he wanted to but he didn't feel like going back to sleep, he felt like eating.

_Am I really going to do this?_Mike asked himself whilst looking at the wet grass at his hooves.

He was starving and didn't exactly like the idea of eating grass but there wasn't exactly much else around to eat at the moment. He lowered his muzzle to the ground and in his haste to get it over with, accidentally tore off a very large chunk of the dewy grass. He almost spit it out but stopped himself when he discovered it didn't taste half bad. After all, he was starving...

*Meanwhile*

Karisa sat on the porch, sipping coffee, enjoying the view of the sunrise and was also treated to a view of Mike munching away on some grass, which amused her to no end. After finishing up her coffee she headed down to Mike, during this time she was constantly adjusting the waistband of her pants and trying to keep her legs from becoming too weak every time the fabric of her loose sweats would rub up against the sensitive nipples on her crotch. Mike saw every second of this and questioned her with suspicion.

"Why are you walking so funny?" He asked, chewing with content. "Also, those are my pants aren't they?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Karisa said, trying to be conspicuous but failed to stifle a gasp when the fabric of her pants slid across her abnormal additions as she shifted her posture. "Yes, these are your pants... I needed a little extra room..." She said, refusing to reveal her secret.

"I wish you would stop being so sneaky and tell me what's going on..." Mike said, flicking his ears in frustration.

"Well, if you quit being so grumpy, maybe I will tell you, or better yet, I can show you!" Karisa said.

"Show me wha-" Mike said but was interrupted by an audible gurgle emanating from his udders.

Karisa watched his udders shed the thin layer of bristly fur that capped them. They began to shift to a brighter hue, changing to a more flesh-like color and texture, separating into two rather human looking breasts. His nipples, if anything, only became thicker as they too shifted to a more humanoid appearance. The gurgling failed to cease and his breasts began to warm internally, the veins bulging and pulsing as his already sizable bust swelled, slowly filling with milk for the unborn foal. They filled and filled until his breasts could hold no more, his nipples leaking excess milk onto the ground.

"Karisa, what the hell?" Mike said, angry and aroused. He shifted his stance awkwardly and he could actually hear the milk slosh around in his overfilled endowments. He was a bit upset because of the discomfort but there was no way he could deny how amazing it felt.

"Well I told you I was going to show you did I not?" Karisa said, pulling down the waistband of her sweat pants to reveal some extra assets of her own. "Feels good doesn't it?" She said, caressing her ample crotch bust lightly.

He had to admit, the feeling of the sensitive skin stretched taut by the abundance of milk did feel pretty amazing and Karisa's tantalizing show was arousing him further. He didn't want to give Karisa the satisfaction of knowing she had won him over completely so he simply replied with a "uh huh" and left it at that.

"I can tell you're still pretty grumpy even after I gave you a little gift. Well maybe not so little," Karisa said hefting one of his full breasts, forcing a few more droplets of milk out. "Strangely, I wasn't the culprit here. Guess you just happened to start producing breast milk as I changed you." She smiled wickedly, "Maybe you need another attitude adjustment. Maybe these could use some more milk?

Mike pulled away from Karisa, "Uh no, no. See I'm cheered up now," Mike said frantically.

"Alright, alright! You're cheered up now. Anyway, I had an idea. How about we put that horse body to use and do some work around here? We will of course be careful not to harm the foal."

Mike quite liked the idea, he found the idea of standing around all day quite boring. After fitting harnesses onto the other mares, they went to work on tilling, fertilizing and the like on the portion of land used for growing vegetables and fruits. The work was done quickly thanks to the rather intelligent laborer in the bunch taking over and saving Karisa from having to do too much work. Before long, Karisa was removing the harnesses and sitting down next to Mike under the cool shade of a tree.

"You know, I could get used to this kind of work," She said resting her head on the tree.

"Hmph, well don't. I'm amazed I was able to do all of that, especially with the extra weight I am carrying around and it wasn't exactly easy."

As if on queue, his belly tightened and pulsed, growing larger and rounding out even more, forcing a grunt of discomfort from him.

Karisa started to say something but she stopped herself for fear of making things worse. She then got an idea and excused herself.

Mike was left there alone to brood for several minutes before he thought he heard a voice but after a quick scan around him, he found nothing and waved it off. However, several moments later he heard Karisa's voice call to him from behind the barn. Curious, he trotted toward Karisa's voice only to find one of the mares that he idly glanced at.

"Karisa?" Mike called back.

"Right here, dumby."

Mike looked at the mare again and realized that he wasn't looking at one of their own, it looked very similar to the horse Karisa had become earlier but it was smaller and female.

"Karisa? Why are you a horse again?"

"Well I figured you needed some company and I wanted to explore a bit more..." Karisa said suggestively, brushing beside Mike as she led him toward the gate which she nudged open with her muzzle.

Mike trailed behind Karisa for a few minutes, still curious as to where they were headed until he suddenly just stopped caring. It was like a light switch was simply flicked into the off position allowing him to enjoy the walk for what it was, a nice walk and nothing more. His own consciousness was present but currently taking a ride in the backseat as his equine instincts took the wheel, allowing him to drift off into a state of serenity.

Karisa was unsure of where exactly they were going but she was enjoying the cool breeze that had just begun to blow as they walked through the unused part of their massive property. She was relaxed enough but something was still nagging at the back of her mind, it was trying to tell her something but she was unable to figure out what exactly it was.

Mike, meanwhile was discovering the wonders that Karisa was missing out on. He felt like a passenger while at the same time was able to feel and sense everything around him two-fold, even the weight of his belly failed to bother him as much as it did before.

Karisa has to try this, he thought to himself. "Karisa," he said, grabbing her attention and trotting up to her side. She stopped and looked at him, waiting.

He took the opportunity to share his discovery with Karisa, who was more than eager to try. She followed his instructions and felt herself slipping into the back of her own consciousness. She knew immediately that this was what her mind had been trying to tell her only moments ago. Just to simply allow the instincts of her new form take complete control.

The two of them walked, trotted, and grazed in peace, almost as if they were horses, for over an hour, until a certain issue refused to be ignored any longer.

"Urgh, why can't I just enjoy this?" Karisa said to no one in particular.

Mike was interrupted by the sound of Karisa's voice and searched for the source of her distress. He didn't have to look very hard. Karisa was turned away from him craning her neck in an attempt to get at her puffy, dripping sex.

Karisa had literally no control over what she was doing. She was a prisoner to her lust and she knew it. Even as a prisoner, though, she was able to think of a solution that she had not thought of before.

Maybe I could mix things up a bit... Karisa thought to herself, her heart beginning to race with excitement.

Using all of her willpower, she pulled her head up and concentrated. Before she knew it, her fore hooves began to tingle and split into segments, looking more like a mix between human hands and fingers and hooves than actual hands. Her fore legs shortened slightly, still keeping their muscularity and snapped back into the right direction to function as arms once more. Her hips cracked and reshaped, allowing her to stand again, her torso shortened and her belly tightened trading the round bellied characteristic of a horse for a more human set of muscles. The skin on her chest began to pulsate and bubble, her hoof-hands tweaked her returning nipples as breasts began to develop once again and only stopping once they were at least twice their normal size. Her muzzle shortened slightly and her brilliant, hazel eyes returned as her proto-hands completed their change, 3 finger like appendages, which were surprisingly soft and flexible while still resembling the hard hooves of a horse, topped her still furred hands.

Mike looked on at the beautiful creature Karisa had just become, she was a perfect hybrid between human and mare.

Karisa wasn't paying any mind to Mike however and was already taking advantage of her re-acquired fingers, dipping them into her dripping sex without restraint. She sighed in satisfaction at the relief she felt at the simplest touch. Suddenly aware of being watched she looked at Mike and blushed under her fur. He was clearly turned on by the show she was putting on, as evidence of the drops of fluid falling from his backside. Karisa stood, the sudden action making her quiver and moan with her newly acquired vocal cords as she sauntered over to Mike. Taking his fuzzy muzzle in her hand, Karisa leaned in and their lips connected in a passionate kiss. Karisa's tongue danced and squirmed excitedly until Mike's entwined with it, making Karisa moan and embrace him. It was unlike anything either of them had experienced before and their magically altered bodies were so sensitive the simplest touch made their heads buzz and their flesh tingle.

Mike broke the kiss and nudged Karisa onto the ground, turning his rump toward her. Karisa's sex hazed mind led her actions as she gripped Mike's muscular flanks and lowered him onto her sex. Both of their hearts leaped and skipped a beat once their hot, sticky vulva's touched, their fluids mingling and acting as a natural lubricant as Karisa began to gyrate in a circular motion. Their plush netherlips slid across each other with a distinct schlick, the sheer amount of pleasure, combined with his exhaustion from the day's work made Mike's legs give out, leaving him lying against Karisa weakly. Karisa, however, couldn't stop herself. She whimpered and panted, her gyrating motions becoming more sporadic when she felt Mike's netherlips begin to twitch against her own, bringing her oh so close to her long awaited orgasm but it just wasn't enough to bring her torturous arousal to an end.

Mike, meanwhile, was experiencing problems of his own, as his stomach, breasts, and vulva all twitched and clenched at once. His sexual activity seemed to be having an effect on just how fast his pregnancy was advancing because his breasts and belly once again began to grow in size, his belly stopping before his now burgeoning bosom. Those seemed to have grown a mind of their own as they were pulsing and throbbing incessantly, but his curiosity soon turned into mind jarring bliss as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure crashed down on him. His breasts tightened, signaling the release of stream after stream of warm, pearlescent milk that painted Karisa's nethers and his haunches, setting off a chain reaction of orgasms from the both of them. Soon the quiet wilderness was filled with the blissful cries of the equine lovers and not too soon after that, they passed out.

The Next Morning...

"I know you can't now but you seriously have to try this!" Karisa exclaimed as she jogged past Mike for the hundredth time.

"Try what? Running? Thanks for rubbing in the fact that I'm now huge," Mike scoffed.

"No grump ass, I mean try out being a hybrid! I have so much energy right now and not to mention, I feel so sexy..." Karisa paused and slid her hands over her muscular yet curvy frame, as if to tempt Mike and finished with an overemphasized waggle of her hips.

Mike was undeterred by her actions, simply because he felt a bit too moody to do much of anything right now. He just snorted and trotted into the barn. He hated feeling like this but there wasn't much he could do to stop himself from being the victim of his own hormones. Speaking of which, the hormones weren't only causing him to be moody but he was feeling extra horny.

Well, since Karisa is so eager, I'm sure she would be more than happy to help me..." Mike though to himself.

He moved toward the barn doors and poked his head out only to be disappointed by the lack of a certain horse girl. Mike huffed and clopped back into the barn. He was highly aware of the sloshing coming from his overfull breasts. He was baffled by just how much these things could produce, it didn't seem normal but what was exactly normal about his situation in the first place? His self pity was soon forgotten as his need for release increased, taking example from Karisa, he braced his back against a wall and hesitantly, at first, began to push at the sides of his soft breasts. The pressure was just enough to allow a few droplets to form on his thick nipples but nothing more. If he didn't think of something else soon, the discomfort would only get worse, he looked up and his eyes rested on the milker.

Perfect. He thought to himself wistfully.

One week later

Karisa was rushing about the farm prepping for Mike's impending labor, she had since changed back to feel more in control of the situation at hand.

Mike watched Karisa dash about with amusement from the shade of the barn.

She's more stressed about this than I am and I'm the one giving birth... Mike thought to himself, picking up his head and looking at his immense pregnant belly. Just then, his unborn foal kicked and squirmed, filling him with a motherly pride. You're going to be a handful...

_"_Mike?!" Mike heard Karisa exclaim worriedly.

Mike rolled his eyes, "I'm right here Karisa. Will you please relax? You're seriously starting to stress me out."

Karisa looked at him sadly, then nodded after a few moments, hanging her head in shame, "You're right, I'm sorry. I don't mean to smother you..."

Mike grunted as he stood. He lovingly nuzzled Karisa's chest, making her look up at him. "I know you mean well," He said. "You just have to give me a little space to do my own thing here."

Karisa latched onto his neck. "Okay but don't expect to do this alone," She said scoldingly.

"Wouldn't dream of it."

The next morning after a long night of labor...

"Look at her! She's beautiful!" Karisa cooed as she watched Mike's equine child stumble about.

The foal looked at Karisa inquisitively and that's when she noticed something... off about this little filly. Her eyes. They were unlike any eyes of a horse she had ever seen.

_"_Mike! Look at her eyes!" Karisa said with excitement.

Mike picked his head up, clearly exhausted and looked at the new born filly. Looking back at him were two blue human eyes much like his human self had. They seemed to possess a much deeper awareness than they probably should have.

"I don't believe it..." Mike said, still watching the filly, who quickly lost interest in the staring contest and began searching for a source of food. She quickly found it, coaxing a gasp from Mike. "Oh man, those are so sensitive, I shouldn't be enjoying this as much as I am," He said guiltily.

Karisa was still taken back. "Did you see what I saw?" She said to Mike.

"You mean, almost as if she was about to talk to you when she looked at you?" He said.

"Exactly... you don't think..."

"That she has a human mind? I don't think so but she's definitely very special," Mike said proudly.

"She sure is..." Karisa said, gazing at the gorgeous creatures before her. "So, my transformed lover. What do you want to do next?"