The New Stallion - gift for Shawoo

Story by WyraachUr on SoFurry

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This story has been available to my Patreons prior to uploading here - check it out to get early story access as well as access to my Discord for just $5! https://www.patreon.com/ShadeTheRaven(Please keep in mind due to recent events, writing and Patreon uploads will be delayed till I'm in a better mental state to continue)

A couple of weeks ago, I was trying to get back into the mood to do some writing and finish off the commissions I took late in the summer. All the constant doom and gloom and everything hasn't left me in the best of moods to write, but I thought to myself that I need to try to shake it off and make some nice stories for you guys to read, so I thought I'd do a random idea/gift thing to see if I could get the fires burning again.

I decided to do a story based upon this image by shawoo : https://www.furaffinity.net/view/37785230/, as it seemed like a fun TF to do. I got it done, and it did help the mood improve... well, until I got THAT news last week, which has left me not wanting to do much writing at all again...

Either way, I do hope you all enjoy it, and hopefully I'll have some more stuff for you to enjoy soon.

Original idea by Shade (C) MyselfDesign (C) Concept (C) ivanks

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"Man, when was the last time that I came down this route?" Peter thought to himself, enjoying a calm, leisurely stroll as he walked down along the country path. With everything that had been going on the past few months, the youth had not ventured too far from his home or town, and it was getting to the point where he felt like if he was stuck indoors much longer, he'd end up losing his mind. Thankfully, things had calmed enough for him to be able to venture outside, though he had chosen to head away from the town for a few hours, away from all the crowds and chaos.

He rarely ever took the country path to begin with, but sometimes it proved to be a nice detour, or a good area to go if he ever needed to destress from time to time, and outside of the trees shedding their leaves, the path felt the same as it ever did. The only thing that looked different is that the old, dilapidated farm and stables along the path appeared to have been fancied up in the time since he had taken the path last, showing some signs of activity in the form of a few animals wandering about

"Huh, guess someone must have brought the farm." He paused, taking a closer look. The last time he had gone down there, the place looked like it would have taken a small miracle to fix up, the structures having shown heavy wear and tear, and the roofs of the stables and house having several holes in them. Now it looked as good as new - of course, he wouldn't have had any idea of what it looked like WHEN it was new, but the idea was there. His curiosity piqued, he turned off the road and walked down the path that led into the farm.

The whole place looked pristine - the animals were grouped into separate fields, though some were allowed to mix together, and the buildings were virtually spotless. It was clear that a lot of work and effort had gone into making the place look warm and inviting. He approached one of the stables, gently opening the door to peek inside, and to his surprise, it appeared to be mostly empty, with the exception of one lone mare, a greyish-white in color.

"Huh, you'd think they'd have more horses in there." He backed away, moving to close the gate when he noticed a sign on the front of the door. He turned to look at it, reading it aloud.

"We're currently looking for stallions! Please contact us if you're interested!" He paused after reading it. "You'd think they'd try advertising in town or in a farming magazine, I don't think they'd get much interest from a sign on a door..."

"Well I don't know, you're here reading the sign, aren't you?" A female voice spoke from behind him, making him jump forwards into the closed door. "Oh! Are you alright?!"

"Ow, ow ow..." Peter winced, rubbing his head. "Given I just headbutted the door, not really..." He turned around to face who was talking to him, and his jaw dropped in shock. "I think I must have given myself a concussion... you're a..."

"Raven?" She smirked, standing at least a good foot or two taller than him. Her jet-black plumage was highlighted by purple, rune-like markings that shone on various parts of her body, also making up her wings. "It's not the concussion, I do look like this~" She giggled, helping him back to his feet.

"Right, right..." He looked at her, not knowing what to say. "Do you own this place?"

"In a sense - I did spruce it up to make it look closer to its glory days with a bit of magic. I'm glad all those hours I put into 'architecture restoration' was useful for something!"

"You... fixed this place with magic?" He tilted his head.

"Yup! I thought an old, run-down farm would be a perfect test - now I just gotta try something bigger, a castle or two would be perfect for that!"

"So you're in training with your magic?"

"Oh no, not at all, I've got hundreds of years of experience within me, though it doesn't mean I'm adversed to trying new things from time to time!"

"Right..." He nodded. "And the animals?"

"All locally sourced or brought in from other farms!" She told him. "Of course, I'm still short on some animals, hence the sign there." She gestured to the door.

"Ah... still, wouldn't you be better asking around town or running a print ad? Maybe the latter unless you magic yourself up a human disguise?"

"I have a human guise, no worries there." She winked. "As for the rest, I haven't quite gotten around to that yet, I was waiting to see if I'd get a visitor first, to which you're here!"

"I'm..." He was genuinely confused.

"Yes, you! You can be the stallion if you want!"

"M-me?!" He went bright red. "Just what makes you think I'm gonna just walk into a barn and screw a horse?! I'm pretty sure I could get prosecuted for that!"

"A: there's no-one around but me to witness it, and B: you'd be a stallion." She said. "No-one's gonna go raising questions if the human screwing a horse is also a horse in body now, are they?"

"Wait... I'd be a stallion? As in a horse?" He cocked his head. "How is that even possible?"

"Are you REALLY asking that to a witch, hun?" She smirked. "All you'd need to do is go in there and the magic would do its work. All you need to do is be willing and enjoy it!"

"And how long does it last?"

"For as long as you want it to~" She cawed. "Whenever you wish to be done with your job, we'll talk it over." She told him. Of course, she knew he'd probably never want to leave after all was said and done. "Does that sound good to you?"

"Hrm..." He took a moment to think it over. "Well I suppose this would be more fun than staying cramped up indoors." He shrugged.

"Perfect!" She grinned. "Now then, whenever you're ready, just head inside!" She pointed to the stable. "Oh, before I forget, what's your name?"

"Peter. And yours?"

"Shade." She responded. "Nice to meet you, but I think we'll have to give you a less-human name when you're done." She said slyly. "If you want some privacy, just close the door behind you, I won't watch... well, unless you want me to~" she teased.

"I should be fine, thanks." He said, opening the door to the stable, letting himself in as he closed it behind him. Shade just smirked to herself.

"OK... so what's going to happen now?" Peter asked himself, looking around. Nothing seemed different, except that the door of the pen that the mare resided in was open. She looked at him curiously - he wasn't sure, but she appeared to be smiling. "Er... hi?" He waved awkwardly.

The mare just seemed to smirk, turning away from him, her head peering past the wall of the pen as she presented herself to him. Her tail was raised, swaying gently to the side, and he was greeted by the sight of the mare's dark, furred vagina, the vulva winking every so often.

"Mmph..." A strange, sudden feeling of arousal rushed through him - this must be the magic that Shade was talking about. The front of his shorts bulged forwards as he grew erect, the tent in his fabric growing steadily by the second. He tugged at his shorts, ears twitching as they grew to slight points, the potent magic washing over him. He managed to get his pants off, alongside his underwear, freeing his cock as it sprang upwards, his modest size looking bigger than usual - not to mention it was still growing

"Ooooohhh..." He trembled, his dick stretching in size every few seconds. He reached to feel it, and was surprised to find it was now as thick as a soda can, pre dribbling down the length of his shaft. The mushroom-capped head was flaring, flattening, the color of it all turning a deep shade of black. As it grew bigger still, the middle bulged outwards, forming a thick ring, his foreskin moulding itself into a sheath that attached itself to his stomach. To better match his now fourteen-inch cannon, his balls swelled to the size of oranges, hanging lower between his legs.

"God-damn..." He trembled, stroking along his equine manhood. His whole body was trembling, and he felt that it would probably be a wise idea to discard his clothing, quickly undressing himself, tossing his clothes and shoes to one side, standing naked in view of the mare. She gave an approving look, eying up the man's horse cock. "I guess you must really want this, huh?" He asked.

"Mmrreiiigh..." She huffed, her hind quarters still on display. Patches of deep-black fur were sprouting on his form, muscles slowly pulsing as they too grew and developed. His legs bulked up, thighs growing heavily muscled whilst a bump appeared at the base of his spine. Under the fur, his skin grew darker, tougher, more hide-like, his leg twitching as he stomped his foot against the hay-covered ground.

"Heh, well you're gonna be getting it soon enough!" He said in a teasing tone, noticing the sly look the mare was giving him, making him wonder if there was some small semblance of humanity within the creature. His feet popped and stretched, making him stumble temporarily, leaning onto the door of the pen to balance himself, the sudden momentum shift causing his cock to slap against his chest. "Hhrreeiigh!" He grunted lustfully. "Mmm... heh, that didn't feel too bad..." He looked down at his feet, seeing the middle digit on each had enlarged in size, the other toes seemingly shrinking away. The nail on the remaining digit became darker, heavier, wrapping around the base of his feet, turning them into a pair of large hooves.

He tapped one of the new hooves against the stable floor, a clip-clop sound echoing through the barn. The bump on his spine worked its way out further, developing into a long, flowing tail, sporting the same dark hair as what was growing elsewhere, swaying behind him as his legs gained some additional muscle. He was starting to have a hard time keeping himself balanced thanks to the new configuration of his feet, as well as his altering form, so he had a feeling it'd probably be best to make his move sooner than later, and, using the door to keep himself balanced, he made his way around it, awkwardly standing behind the mare.

"Mmrrhhhh..." She snorted, still eying him up with a noticeable look of lust. Peter had to wonder if the horse was originally a human female that was turned similar to what was happening to him, or if Shade had instilled a higher sentience into the beast. Either or was plausible, he thought. Not that it really mattered at that point in time, the mare was only really interested in one thing, and he was more than happy to give her that.

"I'm probably gonna need to have a talk with Shade after this... well, given I can still talk afterwards!" He smirked, lining his dick up against her moist lips. Given he had been growing taller throughout the changes, he had to angle himself slightly, his hands resting just past her rear as he pushed the head of his shaft deep into her wet folds, eliciting a sharp moan from both of them.

"HREIIGHHH!" They both called out, the mare moaning as Peter's stomach grew larger, gaining the standard equine gut. His upper chest barrelled forwards, ribcage expanding as his muscles swelled, causing his body to become more top-heavy. Whilst that happened, his hips realigned themselves with a few pops and clicks, adjusting into a set-up more suited for a horse than a human, causing him to put more weight against the mare to support his upper body.

"Fhhhuuuuck!" He groaned, his shoulders broadening, rippling with new muscle as his arms were next to be converted, the fur travelling down along them. In a way similar to his feet, the middle finger on each hand grew larger, swelling somewhat grotesquely whilst the other digits receded back into the limb. The thicker nails encompassed what was left of his hands, transitioning them into a powerful set of hooves, which he rested upon the mare's shoulders, helping to keep him in place as he continued to ride her. "Mmmrgghh... this feels so weird... but so good at the same time!"

"Hhrieh...mmreiiighh!" The female whickered, thrusting back against him as his changes slowed, nearing completion. The muscles in his neck pulsed and twitched as it grew longer, broader, carrying his head a good foot or so away from the rest of his body, his head repositioning itself to sit more comfortably upon it. His long, silver hair grew longer still, flowing down his neck and towards his shoulders as it shifted to the same pitch-black tone as the rest of him, keeping his body uniform in colour.

"Oooohhh... I'm... so close...!" He huffed, his ears relocating to the top of his head, finishing their growth as they furred over. His nostrils flared, his nose sinking into his upper jaw as his mouth pushed forwards, reforming into a long, equine snout, his teeth flattening and altering as they mostly moved towards the front of his new muzzle, his lips darker and thicker, almost rubbery to the touch. Finishing it off, his eyes moved towards the sides of his head, turning a vibrant shade of yellow, his pupils curiously not changing too far outside of becoming slightly larger, as if to show some supernatural aspect. With his changes complete, he could hold back no longer.

"Hrhh..hrhrheehhh....HHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!" He bellowed out alongside the mare, the two beasts cumming in unison as Peter enjoyed his first equine climax, fully unloading everything he had to offer into the mare. In turn, his dick was coated by her rich, sweet juices, the overflow of both leaking outwards, pooling at their hooves.

"Hhrh...hhhhhahhhh.... Ooooh wow..." Peter chuckled, slowly pulling out of the female, now his mate. Of course, with what Shade was running, he wouldn't be too surprised if he played the stud to many other females. "That was amazing... wait... I can still talk?" He asked himself.

"Well yes, silly~" Shade called out in response, stepping into the barn. "How else are you gonna tell me if you need to take a break or have had enough of the job? Though between you and me, I'm hoping you don't pull out - you did a solid job, if you don't mind me saying!"

"You were watching the whole thing?" He said - if he were able to blush, he'd be doing so right now.

"Oh yeah, I had to make sure it was all going smoothly!" She winked. "I'll probably be keeping an eye on you at all times, so I'd get used to it!"

"Heh... I guess that part can't be helped!" He chuckled. "So what now?"

"Now we get the two of you some food!" She beamed. "I can only imagine that you'll want to go for round two later on!"

"The way I feel, it might end up going to round ten!" Peter joked.

"I may end up holding you to that then, hun~" Shade responded with a flirty wink.