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After dinner, Basil walked up to the room he and Blake shared and closed the door behind himself, kicking off his shoes as he made his way over to his bed. He sat there on his bed, swinging his legs rhythmically back and forth over the side and looking over at Blake's bed, wondering what kind of stuff the older boy was doing over at the Dooney's place. Maybe they were playin video games or looking at comics. Whatever it was, Basil wished he could go too. Basil was already missing all the attention his brother was giving him lately... especially the curious and exciting 'exploration.' Basil blushed strongly then, starting to think again about what happened to him when Faris mated with him. He'd never felt so... full before. The boy could still feel it, reaching down and rubbing over his tummy a little through his overalls. "Ohh," he blushed a little more, feeling a little bit tickly along his crotch and butt again. The boy's ears too, they felt a slight warm tickly buzz that brought a soft giggle out of him. Basil started undoing the snaps on his overalls and wriggling the denim down, carefully peeling it off of his hips, his plump fuzzy white sheath and excessive nuts spilling out between his thighs, the milky fuzzed spheres sagging slightly over the side of his bed.

Letting his overalls fall off his legs to the floor, Basil looked down over himself while running his left hand down over his hip and his right hand touched at the tip of his cute soft-fuzzed sheath. The boy's sheath and nuts were still a bit sticky with a few strands of cum running between them from when he glazed them up earlier. He blushed some more feeling them both tingling as he traced his finger slowly from his wobbly sheath-lip down along the underside of his tube to his balls, smearing the goo more over his sensitive young flesh and making the boy's heart start beating quickly again. Basil trembled, feeling that wonderful buzzing traveling along his butt and thighs, and tickling up into his ears again. The boy's hand on his hips felt a slight change... "Oh..." he said softly, curling and uncurling his toes slowly as he seemed to feel a slight bit of swelling of his hips. He stroked his hand around to his butt, which was really buzzing now. He panted a little, his sheath swelling in arousal against his other hand as the boy suddenly felt his butt getting a little bigger too. His tender buttcheek plumped out against his hand ever so slightly... then again, feeling more full and round as he squeezed slightly at it and said another little "ohhh," looking over his developing young form in wonderment. Basil took his hand off his quivering butt, not even noticing the little bits of fuzz that were starting to sprout along the curves of both the boy's buttcheeks as they filled out a little more. Now he was looking down between his thighs, not focusing quite so much on his goop-coated mottled horse cock flopping into his hand, but instead the boy was looking a bit more at his thighs themselves. They looked like they'd grown bigger too. He flexed them and felt strong muscle which the boy didn't remember before. Basil was feeling a sense of increased power all through his legs in fact, and the boy wondered if maybe he could run even faster than his brother now.

Basil blushed and moaned a little, thinking about his big brother again while his right hand kept slowly caressing up and down over his little horsecock. He curled his fingers all the way around the fat flesh, pumping up and down and up and down slowly while panting again. His wrist kept smacking against his big milky orbs, feeling a little larger and heavier than their previous orange size, their soft fuzz-coated flesh felt amazing slapping wetly with the boy's hand. He let his tongue hang out a little, feeling his big spheres churning again... The cute velvety bow was still tied quite tight on his sac though, keeping things in check for now. Instead, Basil felt his big prostate thrumming again. It felt a little stronger than before as well, almost like a second heartbeat inside the boy. Basil's eyes focused on his throbbing equine boyhood, watching his urethral opening bulging out more prominently as he felt a surge of pleasure throbbing through his loins and equine pre-cum was suddenly slurping out of the boy's tip even more liberally than what he'd experienced before. "Ahhh... oh... gosh," he moaned, and the stuff was shooting up past his belly to his chest, spattering the trembling boy just beneath his shoulders and leaving a bunch of gooey strands to his nipples. He blushed and moaned again while closing his hand over his cocktip, squeezing it to try and stop the goop from shooting so high. Instead, it just splashed down over his raging horse-cock and the boy's nuts and thighs, drizzling down the sides of the bedcovers and his legs. Basil whimpered a little, letting go of his cock while climbing into bed, pulling his covers over himself to try and hide this gooey mess... He held his big horse plushy, pulling it snugly against his crotch so his pulsing boyhood could press nakedly into the soft fur. This time, he could really feel himself goopifying his plushy, drenching a good half of the horse with his pre as it just kept slopping out. Basil blushed hard... it felt good... His horseboy cock jerked and flexed up in the slickly coated fur sliding around it, the boy's pleasure spiking for a few seconds again as the fully erect shaft grew about an inch bigger into the plushy fur, just over seven and a half inches now. Basil lay in what felt like a puddle of his own pre-cum, the musky fluid smeared all over the boy's legs and hips, his butt and chest. He didn't care though. The scent of his own goo covering the boy's developing body made his head all dizzy. His already oversized prostate continued to thrum and swell within him, its pulses feeling even slightly more powerful than the boy's heartbeat now. Even without being able to cum, the boy experienced the most amazing wet dream imaginable.

When Basil woke the next morning, he just blushed a bit and didn't think too much of the stickiness coating his bedcovers and blanket... and his plushy... He sat up, plenty of it still clinging to various parts of his body, mostly his crotch and thighs. He just blushed some more, enjoying his scent. The boy looked outside. It was a little after dawn now and it looked warm outside. He could go for a swim, he thought. Maybe he could even catch a frog or something to show to his big brother when he got home. Basil didn't bother washing himself before slipping back into his overalls. They felt... a lot tighter now about the boy's hips and butt... in fact, they almost didn't even fit any more. With how snug the denim was now though, the boy's plumped sheath and balls made an unmistakable bulge in front, their outlines lewdly obvious. Basil didn't bother cleaning up his bed either, and stopped briefly in the empty kitchen on his way out to get himself a glass of milk. The boy had some strange craving for milk at the moment, and drank two large cups of it before he could stop. He panted a little, stopping himself before he got a third cup, shivering slightly as he put the milk away... maybe he could have more later, he thought. Finally, Basil made his way out of the house and walked across the road to the lake.

~

Billy was on the road again with his dad, visiting farms to check up on the current testing stage of the Equine Fertility Project. He got some enjoyment out of these little trips out into the boondocks. First of all, it reminded him how much better off he was than the poor saps out in the country, and second, he got to bask in the glory of his dad, the brilliant scientist of NeoGen corporation who invented this miracle drug. Right now, Billy thought, the drug was focused just to work on stupid horses. But soon, his dad told him, they could adapt the same formula for any kind of animal. Increased fertility rates of livestock could bring world hunger to an end, selective breeding could be greatly enhanced... and once the Dr. Greenly's drug was adapted for humans, it would be a hundred times more sought after than Viagra. All of this was going to make Billy's family rich beyond their dreams. Billy would be able to buy whatever he wanted... whoever he wanted.

This time, they were visiting Sam Cooper's farm. This was one of the farms Billy had never been to before, and it was probably the farthest out from the city, which made the boy feel even more dismissive towards the lowly people living here. Dr. Greenly pulled out a chart and handed it off to his son as he pulled under the arch at the farm's entrance, "What's the name of the animal here son?"

Billy scanned through the info on the chart and chuckled a little, "Fascinus. Hah, what a silly name for a horse," he said while reading over the rest of the info. Sperm volume test. Penis and testicular size comparison. Height, weight, muscular mass. All of this was somewhat intriguing to the scientifically minded boy, though he always felt a bit embarrassed when he had to be around to watch his dad or the farmers pulling out those enormous horsecocks, fondling them with such interest. He grumbled just thinking about it. What gave them the right to be so big, Billy thought. Stupid animals! On top of that, he didn't wanna have to be involved with the 'sperm collection...' that could get a bit messy, and was beneath him besides.

"Ahhh yes, Fascinus." Dr. Greenly snickered. "From what I recall, there's a boy almost your age hanging around this farm. You could probably play with him while I complete my tests if you want," he said to Billy while their van pulled up in front of the farm house.

Billy shrugged nonchalantly. This farm boy was probably too simple minded for him to have intelligent conversations, but maybe Billy could swindle him out of his game boy or playing cards. He wouldn't be the first.

Billy and his dad stepped out of the white NeoGen van just as the farmer was stepping out onto his front porch. Billy hurried over to stand next to his dad at the bottom of the steps before the farmer got there, standing proudly as he listened to his dad explain to this simple man the kinds of tests they were going to perform on Fascinus. Billy's blue denim shorts and yellow short-sleeved shirt stood in sharp contrast to his dad's white lab coat and slacks, but he was dressed well for the weather. It was turning out to be quite a hot day. The farmer's wife came out after a few minutes, carrying a tray with glasses of ice cold lemonade. "Here you are boys. Fresh off the lemon tree," she said with a friendly smile. She handed a glass to each of them, and Billy carefully inspected his to make sure there were no bugs or dirt stains in the glass. He took a little sip and then retched rudely. "Ughh, too sour. Don't you know how to make lemonade around here?" he grumped. The farmer's wife blushed a bit, and the farmer eyed him. Billy stared back impetuously.

"Haha... Billy, always joking around..." Billy's dad said as he pat his son on the shoulder, smiling disarmingly. "Now finish your drink, then why don't you go find the farmer's nephew. I'm sure you two can find some kind of mischief to get into," Dr. Greenly said, nodding to the farmer's wife, who smiled again and nodded. Billy huffed a bit, then finished the rest of his lemonade for his dad's sake. It wasn't un-drinkable, but not nearly as good as the expensive stuff they got at the store.

The farmer's wife walked back over next to Billy as he finished his lemonade, taking the empty glass from him and setting it back on the platter. "Billy... that's a nice name," she said while smiling again. "Blake hasn't come back yet from visiting with our neighbors. You could go play with his little brother though. He said he was going to swim in the lake across the road," she said while pointing in the general direction of the lake. Billy could make out a ring of trees and bushes that seemed to surround the lake. He wasn't planning on going swimming, but there wasn't much he could do with the adults. At least this 'little brother' would probably be even more gullible than his older brother, the boy thought to himself.

After Billy's dad showed him the stable where they'd be running their tests, the boy set out down the drive towards the road. As he got closer to the road, Billy could definitely make out water through breaks in the foliage around the lake. He crossed the dusty two lane road and made the relatively short trek to the edge of the greenery surrounding the water, pushing aside a few bushes so he could get a better view. About thirty feet or so past the bushes, Billy saw the water's edge. He scanned the lake briefly. It was a decent sized body of water, certainly larger than a pond and being fed by a small river on the far end. There was a small wooden dock going out into the lake from the direction of Billy's position. In the middle of the water, Billy could see the form of a young boy swimming back and forth, seeming to enjoy himself. He looked like he was a good deal younger than Billy. He waited and watched while the younger boy splashed around and repeatedly ducked his head under water only to pop up a good distance away. He seemed to be a good swimmer for a young kid, Billy thought.

Eventually, the kid in the lake made his way over to the dock, where there was a metal ladder into the water. When the boy pulled himself out of the water, Billy just blinked and stared, not quite sure if he could believe what he was seeing. First of all, the innocent looking boy was totally in the nude. Billy was fifteen and had never been skinny dipping before himself, so it took him by surprise to see a younger boy than him doing it. But what really made Billy have to double and triple check his vision was the enormous-looking boyparts that were jiggling around between this kid's thighs and under his belly. Billy blushed and felt a bit of embarrassment creeping through his thoughts as he watched the other boy standing there at the edge of the dock, dripping and brushing water off his sun-drenched skin. Occasionally, the boy's hand would go between his thighs, rubbing up and down over his fleshy tube that looked like it was coated in white fuzz, rolling the flesh up and down as he brushed water off... It looked a whole lot like the cock sheaths Billy had seen before on horses, but with that attractive white pubic fuzz coating it. Similarly, water was running and dripping off the slick looking white-fuzzed balls, so large that they looked more than a bit ungainly on the boy's smaller form. The boy's butt and hips also looked larger than normal, Billy thought. He wasn't sure what to make of it at first, though after his initial embarrassment went away, he started to put two and two together.

Basil walked along the dock towards the grassy area at the end of the lake, bending down to pick up his overalls at the front of the dock. His sheath and balls still felt a bit wet and slick, a bit extra heavy from the water, he could feel his sheath bobbing up and down a bit and his big slippery nuts gliding along his thighs wetly as he bent over and blushed at that pleasurable sensation. The boy was feeling a lot more comfortable in the nude now. He didn't mind if anyone saw him... well maybe except for his aunt and uncle. He stood back up, holding his overalls and getting ready to put them on when he saw a boy emerging from the bushes and walking towards him. He didn't recognize him, but he looked a lot older... maybe in high school with his big brother. He smiled happily, maybe his brother was home and sent his friend to go get him. As he got closer though, it seemed like this older boy wasn't really all that happy to see him. He stopped in front of Basil, just staring at him but not smiling. Then he saw the older boy reaching into his shorts pockets and pulling out a pair of latex gloves, pulling them on each hand with a loud -snap-.

"Give me those," the older boy said gruffly, taking Basil's overalls from him and tossing them into the grass. Basil blushed a little and started looking slightly more submissively up at the older boy as he ordered him around in such an assertive nature. "Now, I'm going to ask you something... and you'll tell me the truth, right?" the older boy demanded while he held one of Basil's hands firmly and pulled the still wet boy over closer. Basil nodded quickly, trembling a little. The older boy looked down over him with those dispassionate eyes, inspecting him. Then came the latex covered hand, grabbing roughly at the boy's pudgy sheath flesh and tugging up at it to test its stretchiness. Basil moaned softly at the rough tugging and also felt the other boy's hand squeezing down around his hidden equine cockflesh, working up and down slowly as if checking its size and shape. Normally, Basil might not mind being checked out, but there was something very unsettling about this boy's 'inspection.'

Billy couldn't believe what he was feeling. He felt a mixture of amazement, disdain, and that hint of embarrassment he was feeling earlier. Not only was this boy 'bigger' than him, but his hidden flesh felt distinctly horse-like. Billy kept his latex-covered hand squeezed around the younger boy's sheath-flesh and just started bobbing it up and down, trying to excite the boy to get a better look. "Did you eat any of my dad's pills?" Billy finally asked while stroking in a steady rhythm over the fuzzy sheath flesh. The younger boy gasped a little bit, blushing hard and shaking his head while his broad tip emerged from the sheath. Billy looked at it closely. There was no mistake, it wasn't human, but looked and felt just like a horse's cock. Billy kept stroking, watching the fat mottled flesh bobbing up into his latex covered hand, growing thicker as it swelled out longer in eager little flexes. The younger boy was moaning again. At first he seemed afraid of Billy, but he seemed unable to resist the pleasure that Billy's hand was giving him. Billy watched with clinical focus, testing every inch of the boy's horse-like dick just to make sure there was nothing fake about it. It throbbed up to about seven and a half inches, and Billy took his time examining the constantly swelling and relaxing flare and the start of the boy's medial ring while watching thick gobs of precum oozing out over his gloved hand. It all seemed real. "You're lying..." Billy said to the other boy as he took his hand off his equine member, leaving it bobbing up and down lewdly in front of the kid's belly. The kid shook his head, stopping his moans and blushing hard again.

That was the only possibility, Billy thought. This kid must have eaten the pills. He never imagined the EFP pills could have this kind of reaction in a person. He looked closely at the boy's ears. They looked a bit longer and more pointy than normal, and looked like they were starting to sprout a bit of white fuzz along the outsides. When he looked around behind the trembling boy, he could see how plumped out his butt cheeks looked. There was more short white fuzz starting up along his inner cheeks, and as he pulled them apart a little with one hand... he opened his eyes a bit wider seeing the noticeable black flesh of the boy's asspucker. It looked unusually big for a human boy. Billy wanted answers... He moved back around in front of the kid and reached down between his legs, grabbing at his big nuts. The heavy round orbs felt awfully swollen and saggy, and he couldn't help noticing the bow someone had tied over them, someone else was probably using this kid as a guinea pig. "Tell the truth..." he said, squeezing a bit roughly as he pulled down on the boy's aching nuts. "OOhh... ohh..." the kid groaned. That was obviously painful. "Did you eat any...?"

Basil shook his head again vigorously, getting a few tears as the older boy treated him so roughly. Of course, he was being truthful, and he didn't know about what Blake had stuffed in his other end. After a few more seconds, the older boy finally let him go, leaving him panting a little and his thighs and butt quivering as he lowered both his hands down to cover his vulnerable horse bits. "Don't like to talk huh? I'll get you to talk sooner or later," the older boy said as he peeled off the latex gloves and then threw them at Basil's chest. He huffed and turned away, walking back towards the bushes... "Maybe I'll just tell everyone about what you've been up to. Then you'll be in real trouble. I bet your auntie would love to know," he said, turning his head back briefly to look at Basil as if hoping to get a reaction out of the boy. Basil just stood there and shook his head again blushing, and then the older boy huffed again and pushed his way back through the bushes, heading back to the road.

Basil bent down and pulled on his overalls again trying not to think about the mean older boy. His overalls felt so so tight again on his butt and thighs, even moreso than earlier. Perhaps it was just his damp skin. He stood back up and slipped back into his sneakers, waiting a few moments before he headed back to the farm. He really wished his big brother was around now...

~

The black shire stallion felt a little cramped in his stall. It obviously wasn't built to house a horse of his massive size, and he could barely turn around and maneuver his body without pressing against the walls and door, causing the sturdy wood to creak and even crack in a few places. He had already been fed, and he was feeling a little antsy now. He wanted nothing more than to be out in the field, running swiftly with the wind blowing through his mane and tail. After he turned and neighed a few more times in frustration, he heard a voice calling to him.

"Hey, you over there! Stop with all the noise! You'll get your turn with a mare after I'm all finished!" The voice sounded not quite like a stallion's... perhaps slightly younger. The black shire settled down a little so he could search out the source of the voice. When he had his head positioned back over the door at the front of the stall, he could see that the sound was coming from the horse across the stable from him. It was a shire like him, but with a white colored coat contrasting sharply with his own black. The other was noticeably shorter than him, perhaps by 3 or 4 hands.

"M...m...my t..turn? W..hherrrre.... am I..?" the black shire responded, his voice feeling and sounding wobbly and unnatural. It felt like he had just spoken for the first time, yet he understood what he was hearing and saying.

"Did you hit yer head or something? Or maybe no one told you where you are. Well, this is my farm. I'm the stallion here, and the humans take good care of me. You must have been brought here to assist me. Maybe I'll make you my enforcer, you seem like a big enough brute" the other shire said, looking the black up and down curiously.

The black turned his head this way and that, looking over himself too. Yes, he was very large. He was powerful... his black coat rippled sleekly with his draft muscle as he flexed his flanks, his legs, and his neck. Every inch of the shire's inky black form looked sculpted to perfection... except his tail and his mane. They were frazzled and full of hay and grass. He didn't remember being in any kind of fight recently... but maybe he was an... 'enforcer.' He looked back over at the white colored shire and spoke again, a little less muddled this time, "What's... what's your n..name?"

The other looked back at him proudly and proclaimed, "My name's Fascinus. My sire is Virgil and my dam is Pallas. What is your name, black?"

The black shire looked down over his muzzle, thinking hard for several seconds. As hard as he tried, he couldn't remember. He huffed in frustration, scrabbling at the floor with his front right hoof. "I can't remember," he said to Fascinus.

Fascinus shook his head, "Nothing worse than a stallion who doesn't even know his own name. I am sure the humans will come up with a name for you." Just then, the two heard the sound of the stable's main door opening. "Ah, they're here." Fascinus said with a bit of excited springiness to his voice. "They're going to feed me and service me... they gift me with smaller mares that help prepare me for my real prize! Every time, I feel myself growing stronger... better..." Fascinus said while looking very proud with himself. "If you serve me well, maybe they'll keep you and you'll even get similar treatment!"

The black shire blinked a few times, watching Fascinus and listening to his excitement. What exactly were they doing to him to make him so excited, he wondered. For now, he would just watch and listen, relaxing his mind. Maybe he'd be able to remember a bit more about himself in the meantime.

Uncle Sam and Dr. Greenly made their way into the stable. As they passed by the two donkeys, the pair stuck their heads out over their stall doors, hoping to get a few pets and then braying softly as they were ignored by the two men. The farmer and doctor walked to the back of the stable, where Fascinus and the large black shire were nickering softly in each other's direction. "Ahh, so this is Fascinus..." Dr. Greenly said as he approached and lifted a hand, running it over the bridge of the gray shire's snout in a gentle manner. Fascinus closed his eyes a little, enjoying the stroking.

"Yes, we've fed him three times this week as you asked. So far, the results have been quite good. He's been growing... a little faster than we had expected, he's already gained just shy of a foot in height. About 18 hands tall now," Uncle Sam said while patting Fascinus along his neck.

Dr. Greenly narrowed his eyes a little, examining Fascinus' neck, back and flanks a little more intently. "Are you sure... only three times Mr. Cooper?" he asked, looking back at the farmer after checking out the colt's expanding musculature.

Uncle Sam bobbed his head, "Yes of course, I've been feeding him personally. I've only given him three pills. Is there some kind of problem with him?" Uncle Sam asked, looking slightly concerned at the way the Dr. was examining Fascinus.

"Oh, no... nothing wrong. He appears to be well suited for further studies. By the way Mr. Cooper, this stallion behind us... the black one... I don't recall ever seeing one as large as he. I assume he wasn't here when I last visited. He is quite an exemplary specimen. Where did you get him?" Dr. Greenly slipped his hand off Fascinus' head, turning towards the black shire and approaching. The black shire looked at the Doctor, and backed away somewhat skittishly, as if he sensed something slightly off about this man.

"Ah, this one. He escaped from one of the neighboring farms. We'll be returning him once we hear from them," he said. "Come, lets get on with the tests," Uncle Sam said as he opened Fascinus' stall and lead the 'colt' out, and towards the storage room. Dr. Greenly took one last careful look at the huge black shire, then sneered a little and nodded, following after Uncle Sam.