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Authors: C. P. Mandara
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trainee's ear, 'Do you remember meeting me last night at the stables, Petal? I had a lovely gag for you, just like this one.' Watching her eyes widen in confusion as she began to piece the jigsaw together he raised his voice and continued, 'This is how you'll remain in my presence.' He had stopped speaking with his heavy southern drawl and waited to see if any recognition would dawn. It did. She foolishly gasped and while that gave Kyle all the answer he needed, it also gave him a great opportunity to shove the ball-gag to the back of her throat. 'Whether by bit, ball or my cock, you'll never get the chance to use your vocal chords for anything other than neighing and whinnying under my command. To be honest, you'll barely need to use your brain cells. All you need to do is follow my direction and be a good girl.' He patted her rump and grinned when she tried to paw and scream at him. 'Aren't you glad you picked me? We're going to have lots of fun together.'
Jenny recoiled in horror from her assailant and a whopping great mistake that no amount of white-out would ever get rid of. She wondered if she could change her mind. Hell no. She'd take crazy over cold any day of the week. Jenny would have picked Kyle, who was clearly nuttier than a fruit cake, over Mark had he been the only other option. Yes, he was a fruit loop, but at least she wouldn't have to deal with a daily chemical imbalance in her hormone levels.
The vet held up a circular black object and asked, 'Any volunteers?'
Kyle whisked the thin black rubber disc out of the vet's hands and stretched the fabric in his hands, letting it snap back to its original shape in front of Petal's eyes. He laughed out loud when her head whipped back in shock. Wasting no time in getting to grips with the hood of her outfit, which was then dragged roughly over her head with a few hard yanks and tugs, he stood back to admire his handiwork. Tucking the ends of the latex hood smartly into place behind the thick white collar, her temporary disguise was complete. He ran his thumb over her rubberised cheek and took a theatrical bow for his audience before wheeling a free-standing mirror, which had been carefully concealed behind the trainee, in front of her humbled figure. He wondered how she would react. His bet was badly. All eyes in the room turned to stare at Petal's black, oily-looking body and waited expectantly for something to happen. They were not to be disappointed.
It took Jenny a couple of seconds to comprehend exactly what was reflected in front of her. Firstly, because she had a very limited field of vision through her tiny eyehole slits, and secondly because everything swam in a black haze before her. When her eyes finally adjusted and she was able to make out a reasonably clear picture of herself, she just managed to hold back on what would have been an ear-splitting scream. She was no longer human. Albrecht stables had successfully managed to strip every ounce of humanity from her and turn her into the animal they desired.
No one would be able to recognise her in the figure-hugging elastic prison she now wore, unless they had somehow managed to catalogue the size and shape of her breasts or ass, she thought with some measure of incredulity. The only apertures within her hood were the two small slits for her eyes and two round holes beneath her nostrils through which to breathe. Haltingly, she angled her eyes towards the mirror to witness the damage that been had been inflicted upon her.
Immediately shrinking back in horror, Jenny simply stared at herself for what must have been a minute, perhaps more. She simply could not believe her eyes. Reflected in the mirror before her was a human horse, complete with perky rubberised ears. There was also a long, black, horse-hair tail dangling between her legs. She wanted to bawl her eyes out. The suit was now being sprayed and polished to a gleaming shine by both Domingo and Amand, who were having lots of fun with some aerosol
Jenny recoiled in horror from her assailant and a whopping great mistake that no amount of white-out would ever get rid of. She wondered if she could change her mind. Hell no. She'd take crazy over cold any day of the week. Jenny would have picked Kyle, who was clearly nuttier than a fruit cake, over Mark had he been the only other option. Yes, he was a fruit loop, but at least she wouldn't have to deal with a daily chemical imbalance in her hormone levels.
The vet held up a circular black object and asked, 'Any volunteers?'
Kyle whisked the thin black rubber disc out of the vet's hands and stretched the fabric in his hands, letting it snap back to its original shape in front of Petal's eyes. He laughed out loud when her head whipped back in shock. Wasting no time in getting to grips with the hood of her outfit, which was then dragged roughly over her head with a few hard yanks and tugs, he stood back to admire his handiwork. Tucking the ends of the latex hood smartly into place behind the thick white collar, her temporary disguise was complete. He ran his thumb over her rubberised cheek and took a theatrical bow for his audience before wheeling a free-standing mirror, which had been carefully concealed behind the trainee, in front of her humbled figure. He wondered how she would react. His bet was badly. All eyes in the room turned to stare at Petal's black, oily-looking body and waited expectantly for something to happen. They were not to be disappointed.
It took Jenny a couple of seconds to comprehend exactly what was reflected in front of her. Firstly, because she had a very limited field of vision through her tiny eyehole slits, and secondly because everything swam in a black haze before her. When her eyes finally adjusted and she was able to make out a reasonably clear picture of herself, she just managed to hold back on what would have been an ear-splitting scream. She was no longer human. Albrecht stables had successfully managed to strip every ounce of humanity from her and turn her into the animal they desired.
No one would be able to recognise her in the figure-hugging elastic prison she now wore, unless they had somehow managed to catalogue the size and shape of her breasts or ass, she thought with some measure of incredulity. The only apertures within her hood were the two small slits for her eyes and two round holes beneath her nostrils through which to breathe. Haltingly, she angled her eyes towards the mirror to witness the damage that been had been inflicted upon her.
Immediately shrinking back in horror, Jenny simply stared at herself for what must have been a minute, perhaps more. She simply could not believe her eyes. Reflected in the mirror before her was a human horse, complete with perky rubberised ears. There was also a long, black, horse-hair tail dangling between her legs. She wanted to bawl her eyes out. The suit was now being sprayed and polished to a gleaming shine by both Domingo and Amand, who were having lots of fun with some aerosol
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