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It was there that my life changed that summer I spent my life over at the Sumner Ranch. The Sumner's were a family of all boys, you see. There was Thompson, the eldest with raven hair and slender well-built body he was tough with those he loved; Joseph, the middle brother, he held all the build and physique that reminded me of those old western gunslingers in old dime novels, he talked in a slow drawl and brimming muscles, he didn't talk much but was the type to make every word count; finally there was Joshua the youngest, he had sleek hair and a pretty body he wasn't as strong as Joseph or as smooth as Thompson but won people over with his gentlemanly politely charm. While the boys were of moderate size and stature, there was an earthly vitality to them, that seemed like it belonged more to the horses that they raised than the boys themselves, there was something wild about them, a spark that shone from their eyes. The boys seemed to have a natural connection with the horses on the farm and when I saw them, they grew up with them they said, I asked my uncle who lived with his partner there, they had adopted the boys when they were little. I always harbored a secret love for the boys, there was just something about them that attracted me to them, maybe it was how mysterious they were, having never really seen them in my time at the ranch, even though I knew they lived with us, every morning when I awoke they would already be gone and in the evening they wouldn't return until much later. Even though, they lived with us I would see very little of them, they would rather spend their time out in the field, by themselves or with the horses.

They were a few years older than me, they were 23,21, and 20 respectively, I was a meager 19 years old. They were all legal, except for Joshua to which I was the closest, however; I always harbored a secret love for Thompson, of which only Joshua knew. Joshua and I shared all of our secrets except for one, which the brothers shared amongst themselves. It was a secret I had no knowledge of. Still, I fully trusted Joshua, one night, I shared a secret with him by the candlelight, "You know Joshua, I love horses, when I was younger I used to dream I was a horse myself, I always imagined the freedom that came from being a horse, I always imagined what it felt like to run across the beach at night with the wind against my horse hair, the shifting sands under my feet." I laughed half-heartedly, "I was pretty stupid when I was younger wasn't I?"

Joshua just sat there patiently and smiled, listening to my incoherent rambling, that's what I thought. "I'd make that dream come true if I could, you know, it's common to have fantastic dreams." He finally said. I could tell that he had a sincere voice about him. One Night however; two of them, Joshua and Joseph, invited me out for a drink, it was the first time that they ever invited me on their late night escapades.

It was already dark, when the two of them arrived Joseph and Joshua, I wanted to decline, but there was something holding me back, maybe it was the way the two boys smiled at me, maybe it was the way they invited me with welcoming arms. "We're going to have to meet up with Thompson though, he said he'd meet us at the beach, that's where we'll start our night." Somehow, I was persuaded to go with them, but I thought they were nice boys, unlike the older Thompson. "Come on, boy it's fine you won't need that coat where you're going, if you're cold we'll keep you warm, we'll huddle together for body warmth." Joseph said, whispered to me, I felt his skin against me, his rock hard abs rubbing against my elbow. It felt nice I thought. "It'll be alright," Joshua said, what you'll see tonight will be magical, the white sands of the beach will feel so great beneath your feet, and you'll look great with the moonlight shining in your hair, the feel of the water is great as well, this night is well, it'll be heavenly, I promise. Trust me." Joshua was the most innocent, and the most convincing of the brothers.

I walked towards the beach, the two of them, Joshua and Joseph on either side of me, "I feel safe with them, completely safe." I told myself, they smiled at me assuredly confirming this nervous belief. I night was beautiful I thought, the moon was already high now, it was amazingly full I saw as I felt the first whisp of night air against my skin, it was cold, but the warmth of the two bodies surrounding me kept me warm. It'll be alright, their eyes said. When we got to the beach however, what was waiting for me wasn't Thompson, but a gallant, strong looking big stallion, larger than any of the other horses on the ranch, one of the largest I'd ever seen. It was beautiful.

"Why was it there though," "Where's Thompson?" I thought to myself. "There's something wrong here, there's something very wrong." Then I came to a realization, that was Thompson, "Thompson?" I said questioningly, I recognized the spark in his eyes, fear hit me, and I panicked, this thing before me was Thompson, and the two boys behind me knew this.

Before I could react, the two other boys that were behind me, pushed me down on the ground, and I blacked out, "This'll be the beginning of a marvelous night, just you wait and see. I'll make your wish come true" Joshua's words echoed in my ears as I passed out.

When I woke up, the night began, I was tied with harsh rope, "Don't worry, these will only enhance the experience." I heard a voice, behind me I knew that this belonged to Joshua, "It's a special surprise," came Joseph's deeper harsher voice, finally, came Thompson's voice, it was something inhuman between a whinny and a whisper, my mind was reeling. "Enjoy it, we'll make you one of our cute little mare's, you see my brother's and I aren't exactly human, we were once long ago, that was before we came here and found that thing. You see, there was a curse laid upon this place and upon us. Not saying that we don't enjoy it though. My brothers and I we are cursed stallions, what you humans would call 'were-horses.' And anything we breed become our loving mares, don't worry, you'll enjoy the freedom and the raw strength that comes with being a horse. Besides, you've always harbored a little crush on my brothers and I, though you loved me most of all even though you were a boy, isn't that right, our little breeding mare?"

"Yes," came my only reply.

"You want this don't you, even though, you may protest, you want this don't you?"

"Yes," came my voice again.

"You want to be my little sexy mare, don't you?"

"Yes," my final whisper.

Then it began, I felt the vigorous ramming of the large and stiff horse shaft into my frail form, I was completely naked as far as I knew and I could feel that thing, jamming harshly into my ass. I screamed out in pain. "Stop, it... Stop." I said weakly, "Please, someone, help me, someone, anyone, please." There came no answer. The longer it happened the harder Thompson Sumner was to resist, his strong masculine scent made my nostrils flare. There was a fire that was stirring in me, and the more Thompson pushed into me, the more I wanted him, the more I wanted to accept the role that the Sumner boys were trying to force on to me, and the harder he became to resist. My human mind however, tried to push back, "This is... this is wrong. Please stop it, please?" I said, with my wavering consciousness "Give up on being human, it's inevitable now, any minute now you'll start to change, don't worry you'll enjoy the transformation, you'll see how much you will love being a sexy little mare for us, I'll treat you gently, my sexy little mare." When I heard those words, something in me snapped, I want to be with him I thought, then a small voice from the back of my mind whispered, "I'll love you forever, my big strong Thompson." I was a voice that belonged to me, but it was different then my own. It was the voice of the mare that was brewing inside me.

Suddenly, I felt my heart thump louder and quicker than it ever had before, beating like a drum. My body convulsed, but it wasn't painful, and I could feel my muscles shifting around and growing larger and larger, it was hard to breath and I braced myself against the floor as the thrusts continued. I could no longer breath, I felt the rope against my naked skin it got tighter and tighter against my new muscles, my ass beneath me felt firm and tight, it felt good as I got bigger and bigger, my skin felt coarser as it grew into a thick hide. The burning heat of my new plump horse ass felt good against the cold night. The two other boys were no longer holding me, I knew, they let go as soon as Thompson began plowing into me, but I was compelled to stay by my own growing lust and horse-like instinct as well as his musk, which increasingly attracted me and fueled the burning fire of arousal within me. With each thrust I could feel the horse growing within me as the stallion Thompson claimed me as his own.

It was painful and I braced myself against the floor, I felt my hands shift beneath me, figures merging until they were thick and hard the nails becoming black and moving towards the tip of my digits. As they dug themselves into the sand I felt my arms thicken with muscle, and a loose whinny escaped my lips, as I grasped the ground beneath me. They had already formed into hooves more suitable for a mare than a human male, "This felt so good I want to be his," the voice at the back of my mind said, "No!" said another voice, "no matter how good this feels, you must not give in. This isn't natural, this is wrong, you're not a horse, you're not a female, you're a human male." that voice screamed and screamed, but to no avail. The musk of my stallion overshadowed anything my rational mind told me, snuffing it out under the haze of pleasure. I gave a huff and I could see the hot air condense in front of me. "This is wrong, you are... human," said my human mind in a wavering voice that was barely a whisper. There must have been an ounce of resistance left in me, but as soon as I tried to stand up, my back legs shifted to those of horses as well, with my hooves meeting the soft white sand of the beach. I could no longer stand up, and was forced onto all fours. A few tears fell out of my eyes at the loss of my humanity, however; Thompson saw this and came over to me, nuzzling by my ear.

"This form is the only natural one, cast aside the other. This your true form , you are a horse, you're not human you never were, you were only wearing that human skin to hide your true beauty, you're my mare my sexy little mare, you are now and you always have been. You are you, you are as you are supposed to be."

"Yes," this is what I wanted wasn't it, I wanted Thompson's big horse cock inside of me, to be filling me with his seed, even when I was human I longed for a forbidden relationship between me and him, what difference was there now, now that I was to become his mare.

The smell of my handsome stallion grew unbearable, I wanted to take his everything into myself. The moment I scented his aroma with my changing nostrils I wanted to be his. "It feels good doesn't it, my little pet, to become a horse," even though, some part of my mind still thought it was wrong, my lover's thrusts were no longer painful, instead our bodies feel into a pleasurable harmony, our bodies were like one tugging and pulling, the night wind against my new muscles, the chill I felt on my bare form filled me with ecstasy, "this is what it feels like to be a horse, this strength" I thought to myself, each thrust leading me towards the tipping point. "Cum for me, my little mare, stop resisting me, and accept life as my mate." I could no longer hold it in, and I came, hard. I came and I came, for a long long time. That eternal moment felt like bliss. The nagging voice of my human mind was pushed aside, my resistance and reservation for Thompson faded. I left a whinny into the night, my face pushed forward, but there was no more pain, only the pleasure I felt as my body went through the change. I pulled up into a galloping stride and whinnied into the night, my long beautiful horse tail waving behind me.

"It feels good be my mare." I feel into an almost hypnotic trance, I gazed lovingly into Thompson's eyes and said, "Yes, my handsome stallion, it feels good to be your mare."