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After discovering my horse-form, there were so many ideas popping into my head. At 13 years old, anything seems to get you 'in the mood'.

I woke up the next morning and found myself back in human form, laying naked on top of my bedsheets. My younger brothers were already awake, wearing pretty much the same amount of clothes as me. We were always a very open family when it comes to nudity, but puberty and the... uh... recent events had made me much more self-conscious about my image. I made my way downstairs, fully dressed, and prepared breakfast. My brothers and I ate and prepared ourselves for school. They didn't actually have to be at their school until an hour after I do, but my alarm woke them up anyway (we did share a room after all), and with our parents at work from 7am to 5pm we never saw much of them in the morning. Our neighbour's parents always walked my brothers to school with them, as they went to the same school and are best friends. I, on the other hand, had to make my own way to school, which I didn't mind most of the time, but it was fairly lonely from time-to-time.

In school, as lunchtime began, I made my way into the toilets. I didn't need to relieve myself, but I needed time alone to consider what I would do about my situation. I ran the events of the previous night over in my head. OK, I said to myself, I was asleep; something knocked on the window; whatever it was I breathed it in; I turned into a horse at 9pm; I turned back to a human at... wait, I had fallen asleep before I turned back to a human. Great. Now I had now idea how long the horse body lasted for. While I was forming these thoughts, the can of cola I downed before school had made its way into my bladder and I saw it as a helpful coincidence that I was already in the toilet cubicle. I unzipped my fly, reached inside and pulled it out. As the liquid began to flow, I looked down and noticed that my penis was a darker colour than the rest of my skin, much darker. I considered this and thought it might have been a lasting side effects of whatever happened last night. Lost in thought, I didn't notice that the flow of 'discarded cola' seemed to continue forever. It must've lasted about thirty seconds before I began to wonder if my bladder had expanded permanently. It got to the minute mark and I was becoming concerned. I was still flowing steadily and any attempt to stop failed entirely. Not normal.

After a solid 2 minutes my downstairs area began to tingle. I couldn't tell if it was pain, pleasure or just numbness, but it was definitely an odd sensation. With the fluid still flowing, my penis began to shrink... or so I thought. In fact, the entire cubicle began to shrink. I eventually grasped that it was actually me who was growing. I seemed to be morphing into my horse body again, throwing out the 9pm theories I'd formulated on the way to school. After the process of last night had repeated, it was my penis that was last to grow. Still pouring urine, it inflated within 10 seconds and was larger than my human-form arm within 15. And the flow didn't stop. My horse penis began to grow even more as I continued urinating into the bowl of the toilet and it even increased in pressure. My penis hardened and suddenly stuck upwards despite my best efforts, and sprayed urine up the wall and it even hit the ceiling. Once my penis was at its full size of 24 inches, the flow of liquid from it became clear coloured and no longer looked or smelled like urine. But it kept shooting it in the air, drenching the cubicle wall and the ceiling, I was afraid someone would see it and burst in thinking I'd broken the toilet, so I forced my penis to face the toilet. That was a mistake. The pressure suddenly increased as my horse penis was transformed into a fire-hose. The high pressure jet hit the toilet and reflected straight onto me. I could not control it as the water soaked me and refused to stop. A large puddle formed on the floor of the cubicle and began running into the adjacent one. Someone was bound to find out.

And someone did. Another boy walked into the room and noticed the soaking wet floor. I heard him vocalise his disgust and he left the room, presumably to fetch the janitor. And to my horror, my assumptions were right. He walked back in with the janitor who wades his way towards my cubicle and sees my silhouette behind the door.

"Are you okay in there?" He yells over the sound of the powerful jet shooting against the ceiling.

I attempted to reply, but all that came out was a muffled "hmmph" and a half-neigh. I made a note never to do that again, in case I neighed in full.

"We've gotta fix the leak coming from your toilet, so we need you to come out of there."

After I didn't reply again, I heard the jingle of keys as he searched for the simple one that unlocked all the toilet doors. He confirmed that he'd found it with an "ah-ha!" and inserted it into the lock. I was in an extreme state of panic as I couldn't get my penis under control. It was relentless, not stopping its apocalyptic jet spray. I wanted to cry out but I knew that it wouldn't fix anything, and I could only close my eyes when I heard the lock turn, and the door squeak open followed by a gasp as my little brother opened the bathroom door.

I'd fallen asleep relieving myself once again and James had walked in on me, again.

"Sorry," he said in his high-pitched 10-year-old voice as he closed the door.

I was relieved (in more ways than one) that I'd awoken from a nightmare that could've turned into a reality. I made a mental note to not let it happen at school that day and zipped up, washed my hands and made my way there. At lunchtime I made my way to the toilet and was struck with déjà vu as I entered the cubicle. I made sure to relieve myself quickly and get out of there before anything kicked off. I managed it and waited out the rest of the day, relieved to head home.

In the evening, just before 9pm, I made my way into the bathroom and made the decision to scrutinise everything that happened; I needed to analyse the transformation and Google it to see what the hell was happening to me. The process started at precisely 9pm once again. I felt the tingling, I watched the growth and my penis inflated. I wondered why my penis had to become erect as part of the transformation, and then noticed that my testicles were larger than last night. I wondered how big they could get before they stopped growing. I waited several hours, nodding off in between, until I felt tingling in my body again. The time was 3am and I was being transformed back into human form. OK, it takes six hours to wear off. With this information I researched my 'condition' and found nothing on the internet except weird erotic fiction about humans that look like animals and vice versa. When I concluded that Google wouldn't help, I chose to wait a few days to test my testicle theory: that they would keep growing until they could grow no more.

Night three: they had become the size of tennis balls. Night four: they were the size of grapefruits. Night five: watermelons. Night six: running out of comparisons. Night seven: unable to walk, even with horse legs. I decided that this would have to be the limit; even if they did grow further, I would not be able to move my horse body if they did.

There was only one solution. I crawled into the bathroom, dragging my enormous testicles along the carpet, feeling the friction between them create a burning sensation. Once I'd squeezed my way into the bathroom, I took out my tape measure I now hid behind the cabinet, specifically for this experiment. I unravelled it and measured round my right testicle. I couldn't reach all the way round, and the 3-metre long tape eventually ran out. Stuff it, I thought and re-stashed it. I locked the door, climbed into the bath and grasped my enormous horse cock.

I ran my finger up the shaft, to the flared tip and made circles around the head of it. It jerked and I felt pleasure as it hardened even more and seemed to expand in girth, trying to match the enormous globes at the base of it. I began stroking it, slowly, and it didn't take long before a clear, sticky liquid began oozing from it. First it was a trickle, then, as I picked up the rubbing pace, it turned to a steady stream and a pond formed on my belly, rivers of precum forming between my abs and oozing off the sides, into the bath. I continued rubbing faster and faster, until I couldn't accelerate any longer. The flow of precum remained steady and it almost looked like I was urinating as it poured out of my two-foot meaty shaft. Slow waves of pleasure passed through my nervous system and a warm sensation filled my lower half. I began to feel the pool of precum rise against my abdomen as I filled the bath with clear, sticky fluid. I continued my pumping movements, becoming easier with each stroke as my hand and horse cock became lubricated with pre. It kept pouring out, literally filling the bath and soaking my abdomen, reaching over my lower torso and consuming it. I couldn't believe it, I was actually taking a bath in my own horse semen. I checked on my testicles and they hadn't shrunk at all. How much of this stuff was there?!

After the precum had submerged my legs and entire torso, it was only my head, neck and horse cock that remained above the surface. I looked at the clock in the bathroom and it read as 10pm. I'd been doing this for almost an hour. I daren't stop now, so continued the strokes and breathed deeply, sucking in the putrid scent of my own salty semen. This continued until my face was in danger of being submerged, so - with all my effort - I rubbed harder and harder, squeezing my horse cock for mercy and begging my body for release. At 10:30pm my whole body froze. My hands were thrown to the side of the bath, and my heart seemed to stop. I could hear a rumbling from below me and ripples formed on the surface of the precum I was practically drowning in. A sudden sharp sensation shot up my spine, throwing my head back into the precum and causing a rather large splash, spilling it over the brim of the bath. My vision became cloudy as the moment I'd been waiting for hit me with no regards for what the word 'extreme' might mean.

I felt the eruption first in the base of my penis, and then the high pressure fluid stung my shaft as it blasted through and straight out into the open air, almost blinding me as it hit me in the face with such a powerful force that it would've shot straight through my skull if I were still in human form. The pleasure was too overwhelming to hold back, so I sucked in what must've been a tonne of air and yelled the loudest yell I've ever exhaled. Of course, I'd forgotten about my horse form and so it came out as a glass-shattering neigh and surely woke everyone in the house, along with every other house on the street. The pure white horse sperm showed no remorse as my testicles forced it out at such high pressure that I lost control of my entire body. The jet of horse cum spewed all over the bathroom wall behind me, and finally slowed down until it was just a trickle onto my belly. I gasped for air, began to climb out of the bath, and then the second eruption hit. Even harder than the first. I shot cum directly at the bathroom cabinet, shattering it instantly and the entire contents fell to the floor. The sperm wouldn't stop. I fell out of the bath and with my penis pointing at the ceiling, it saw an opportunity to destroy that too.

The third wave was an order of magnitude stronger than the second and I prayed that this was the final one. My testicles shrank rapidly as the horse cum ejected from its home and sprayed the ceiling a new colour, shooting at such a high pressure that some of the tiles came loose and fell to the floor, smashing into dust. The horse cum continued its destructive manner and for the grand finale erupted straight into my mouth, forcing its way down my throat. I choked on the flood of horse cum pouring from my mouth as my throat was invaded with litres of sticky white liquid.

I spluttered as I felt the excitement dwindle until I had stopped firing cum at the walls. After 15 minutes my entire body was aching, and my horse cock just lay there on my stomach, reaching up to inches from my face. I was gasping for breath as I looked around me, shattered tiles, cracked walls and glass all over the floor. The bath was still full of my precum and I was still soaked in the stuff. I took a minute to catch my breath, but my penis refused to deflate. The thought suddenly struck me that everyone will be awake now, and I shot my eyes towards the bathroom door. The lock was broken, the door was wide open and my brothers were standing there naked with hardons, drooling.