FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Chapter 1

“Happy birthday!" Jasmine's mother cheered as she put a cake with a pair of number shaped candles reading '18' in front of her daughter.

“Thanks mom." She smiled.

Inwardly, Jasmine thought she was too old for a birthday cake, but she wasn't going to say so to her mother, especially knowing it was baked from scratch. Her mother always took care of her, which was saying a lot. Fiona wasn't her biological mother, she had died from complications after Jasmine's very difficult birth. From what she heard Jasmine almost didn't make it either. In fact,the first half of her childhood was filled with various health issues and illness.

Fiona dove right into being a mom, even before she and Jasmine's father were married. She was the only mother she had ever known. She was ten before her dad and mom sat her down and explained the truth. Of course the ten-year-old Jasmine had said some things she now regretted, but Fiona never abandoned her, like how she took care of her after getting bit by that horse just a few nights later. Her hand healed, and she even started to do better physically after that much to her parent's relief and her doctor's confusion.

Then there was that horrible night when she was twelve. She was sitting in front of the TV, half watching a singing competition while doing her homework. The phone rang, and her mother picked it up. It was so soft she barely heard it over the TV, the whispered word, no. They raced to the hospital. They arrived just in time to see her father die, killed by a drunk driver who had barely a scratch. Fiona and Jasmine had to be there for each other through the next few weeks. As hard as it was losing her father, the bond between her and her mother was unbreakable after that.

“Come on, blow out the candles and make a wish," Fiona said with a big smile on her face.

Jasmine rolled her eyes, but blew out the candles, hoping her scholarship application went through.

“Oh, shoot, I forgot the forks," Fiona shook her head and left to get them.

As she walked into the kitchen she passed a mirror and stared at her reflection as she passed. Coming back with the forks she paused for a moment and snapped at the mirror.

“Oh, shush you!"

Jasmine giggled, “Mom, you're talking to the mirror, again."

Fiona gave the mirror a dirty look and Jasmine rolled her eyes. She made her way back to the table and started to cut the cake. It was not the first time Jasmine caught her mom talking to mirrors or other reflective surfaces. She had always done that, but whenever confronted about it, Fiona just brushed it off as thinking out loud or something along those lines. It was just a quirk of her mom Jasmine wrote off years ago, or was it?

While she didn't want to admit it, Jasmine started to notice something appearing in reflective surfaces herself. It was Victoria. She wasn't quite an imaginary friend, she was a character she created when she was ten, not long after she had recovered from that horse bite. Jasmine used to write about her adventures all the time, a strong powerful girl who didn't take crap from anyone. Writing her stories was one of the ways she coped with the loss of her father. She almost seemed real by the time she was thirteen. Then Jasmine started high school. She didn't have time to write or indulge in fantasies.

She had almost forgotten about Victoria, until she started to see her in the mirror. It started a couple of months earlier. She would see her reflection then suddenly it wasn't her staring back in the mirror, or she would double take walking past windows. She was just writing it off as stress as she submitted her college applications and worked to finish the school year with high grades. However she found herself covering her vanity mirror before she went to sleep every night.

Cake eaten, Jasmine moved on to other things. The rest of the day passed uneventfully. Jasmine, wanting to take a bath rather than just a shower, was in the hall bath rather than her own. As she lay soaking in the warm water, she heard her mother in her bedroom. It sounded like a rather heated argument with herself. Jasmine was trying to block it out, but she kept hearing her name in the one sided conversation. Getting a little concerned, Jasmine got out of the tub and wrapped a towel around herself. She walked the short distance to her mom's room. When Jasmine came to the closed door it went silent. She opened the door and looked in on her mother.

“Mom?" Jasmine asked, “were you calling out my name?"

Fiona blushed a bit, “ah, eh, you heard me? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get so loud. It's just Eleanor is…" Fiona covered her mouth, but quickly composed herself, “erm, just go to bed, it was nothing."

Jasmine looked rather confused but said good night and went to her room. She sat down in front of her vanity mirror, a little worried about the conversation she just had.

“Who the hell is Eleanor? Maybe she's a friend, and she was on the phone…"

“Eleanor is, in a sense, a part of your mom," an unknown voice answered her.

Jasmine looked frantically around her room. The voice was too loud and clear to be her imagination. When her eyes met the reflection in the vanity she realized it was not herself looking back as the girl in the mirror waved.

“You remember your old friend Victoria, don't you? Then again, you did sort of neglect me for the past few years."

Jasmine fell off the chair in shock.

“What the hell?" She yelled out as Victoria looked down from the mirror.

“You ok down there?" Victoria snickered.

This was the first time Victoria ever spoke to Jasmine. Something had to be wrong with her, she had to be hallucinating. Jasmine pulled herself off the floor and sat back at her vanity. Victoria was there watching her from the mirror.

“This has got to be a bad dream or something," Jasmine muttered as she pinched her arm .

No, this is all quite real my dear," Victoria smiled.

Jasmine shook her head, “I'm going insane...I'm talking to mirrors like my mom."

Victoria giggled, “nah, you're perfectly sane. So is your mom for that matter. Eleanor is just a bit of a character."

“Then how in the hell are you talking now? You never did this before, you're just a character from my childhood stories!" Jasmine was still in disbelief.

“I was never just a character, dear, and you know it." She smirked back from the mirror, “I'm back because you just turned eighteen, a grown woman. And in a couple of days it will be a full moon," her smile grew wide across her face, “I'm excited for that."

“Why?“Jasmine looked a bit worried at how excited Victoria looked. “Why are you excited about that?"

“I'm not going to spoil the surprise you dummy." Victoria said, wagging her finger at the girl.

The worry showing on her face only grew. Jasmine drew a blank on what this surprise was gonna be. Before she could say anything else to the mirror, Fiona came through the door having heard Jasmine's shouting.

“Hun, are you ok?" Fiona placed her hands on her daughter's shoulders, “I could hear you from my room." When she saw Jasmine glance back at the mirror she knew. “Now you know what I have to deal with," Fiona sighed, “no, you're not insane. What you see and hear is real, more or less. What's her name?"

Jasmine looked a bit confused, but seeing the look on her mom's face made her reply, “Victoria is what she called herself. I guess the one in your mirror is Eleanor," Fiona nodded, “You kind of let the name slip. Victoria said that she is a part of you, but what does this all mean?"

Fiona was about to say something, but as she glanced in the mirror Eleanor was there waving a finger at her. Fiona shrugged her shoulders, knowing that going against Eleanor's wishes would only end poorly for them both.

“Eleanor doesn't want me to tell you just yet. All I can say is that they are indeed a part of us."

Jasmine pouted, “are they in this together or something? Victoria doesn't want to say anything either."

“I suppose you could call it tradition," Fiona sighed pulling Jasmine into a hug, “things will get clearer after the full moon. Then I will explain everything."

Jasmine looked between her mom and Victoria, “I have so many questions, but I'm getting too tired. I'll deal with them tomorrow"

Fiona nodded before giving her one more squeeze. She walked across the room but before closing the door she turned to Jasmine.

“Good night, hun"

“Night mom."

It didn't take Jasmine long to fall asleep even with all the strangeness that had just happened. Her dreams were different that night. Not nightmares, but mostly related to horses and open fields. Jasmine even caught herself looking down at the grass and seeing the front legs of a horse in the tall grass. It looked and felt so natural. As the light of the morning streamed through her window Jasmine woke up. She yawned and looked at the mirror, Victoria was still there.

“Morning Jasmine." Victoria greeted her.

She decided it was best just to roll with things, “Good morning, Victoria"

She wore a big smile as Jasmine greeted her back. Jasmine straightened her hair a bit and made her way downstairs where Fiona was working on breakfast. Things were almost normal between them as Fiona placed a stack of waffles on Jasmine's plate. They shared a little light conversation, but nothing about Victoria or Eleanor.

After breakfast Jasmine went up to her room and dressed in work clothes; an old pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She had some chores to do out in the garden. Her mom always liked the large garden surrounding their ranch style home. She had built up and expanded it over the years they had lived there, although she hadn't done anything major since her father's death. Jasmine had never disliked the garden but strangely she enjoyed working in it now as well. As she worked on pulling weeds out of a flower bed she looked up to see her neighbor Mike looking over from his yard.

“Hey! Jasmine, morning!" he called out waving before coming over across the yard, “how are you doing today? I heard you turned eighteen yesterday, congratulations!"

Jasmine got up dusting off her knees, “thanks Mike, I didn't know you were in town again."

Mike awkwardly folded an arm behind his back, “ah, hehe, yeah. I've been at my family's ranch out in the country to help out for a while."

It wasn't a total lie, Mike had been on the old family ranch. What he couldn't say was his real reason for being there. Mike had been stuck in his other form for the past nine months since she had a habit of getting herself pregnant leaving him stranded in the backseat until the kid was born.

“I know it's not all fun and games on a ranch, but I'd love to at least visit one some time."

“Yeah well, maybe some time, if things are calm enough." He managed to smile, “I'll let you finish your gardening and see you around."

“It's good to see you again. Come over sometime, I could use a break from all the studying I've been doing for finals."

“That's something I don't miss from high school," he chuckled, “maybe I'll bring over a pizza and you can catch me up on local news and gossip."

“That sounds good, just give me or mom a call."

“I will, take care and happy birthday!" Mike smiled before heading back to his parent's house.

Jasmine was still smiling as she got back to pulling weeds. Mike was about four years older than her, but they had grown up as neighbors. Ever since he finished high school he seemed to spend more time at his family's ranch. Back when she was in middle school Jasmine had the biggest crush on him. To be fair, he still was quite attractive, but she saw him as more of a friend than a romantic interest these days.

After she had finished weeding the flowerbeds Jasmine was feeling hot and thirsty. She got up and walked through the back door of the house into the kitchen.

“Hey mom, I finished outside," she called out as she went to the fridge.

She pulled out a bottle of water and headed towards the dining room when she saw Victoria smiling in the mirror.

“Mike has grown up pretty nicely, wouldn't you say?" She said with a smirk.

“Oh, please, he's just a friend."

“Then why are you blushing? Besides, you always liked him. I can remember what you used to say about him years ago."

“Shut up, I was just a kid and he was too old for me."

“He's not too old any more, not after yesterday."

“Still…"

“Still what? Your father was five years older than Fiona, was that wrong or creepy?"

Jasmine narrowed her eyes and walked away from the mirror not wanting to continue the conversation. But it didn't need to be a perfect mirror for her other half to communicate. Even as she walked past the windows, Victoria continued the conversation. Jasmine did her best to ignore her but Victoria kept pestering her about it

“You know that you can't really walk away from me, right?" She said from the glass over a framed picture.

“Okay! Fine! Yes, I like him. Happy? God, now I know what mom has to deal with."

Victoria laughed. “Dear, Eleanor is worse than I am."

Jasmine spent the rest of the day doing chores, watching movies, and bickering with Victoria. The only time she seemed to shut up was when Fiona was talking to Jasmine. As the evening wore on she got used to Victoria and could mostly just tune her out. After binging a few episodes with her mother, Jasmine said goodnight and headed up to her room for a shower and bed. She felt a little uncomfortable taking off her clothes at first, until Victoria pointed out she would be just as naked in the mirror. Victoria didn't say much while Jasmine was in the shower, but did sing along with her to her favorite song.

Jasmine wrapped a white towel around her body and walked from her small bath into her room. As she walked past the big closet mirror she noticed something off with Victoria. Jasmine turned around and walked back in front of the mirror. Looking down she noticed something in the reflection. There was a bulge in the towel right at her groin. Jasmine snapped her eyes up to Victoria, who looked back with a smirk on her face.

“Don't tell me, I can't…" she took a deep breath before letting the towel drop.

Jasmine's jaw nearly joined her towel on the floor. Standing there in the mirror was Victoria, sporting a sizable cock with matching balls. From what she had seen online it was big enough to put most males to shame.

“The hell is that?" She asked, pointing to the cock.

Victoria smirked, “I think you know what it is," she put her hands on her hips showing it off.

“Okay then tell me why the fuck is it there?" Jasmine glared back.

“Oh calm down, It's my cock, not yours."

“Me calm down? I see my mirror image with a big penis when I clearly don't have one!" Jasmine pointed to her shaved sex.

Victoria laughed “a fair point but I have that too,“ she turned around and bent forward putting her ass and pussy on display, “see? I'm a dual package fun girl."

“Oh god!" she grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her body, “that's worse than the cock just hanging there."

Victoria laughed, but she was back in the towel and well.

“No wonder you're still a virgin."

“Excuse me?" Jasmine glared at her.

“I mean look at that body, you could have almost any boy, and a few of the girls too." Victoria winked.

Jasmine blushed deep red in a mixture of anger and embarrassment.

“Y-you…"

“I'm well aware of your sexual leanings. You can't keep that from me. Besides, being bi works quite well for us, especially given my equipment."

“So what? You want to fuck me now?"

“Oh, you'll see. But for now, you better take care of that hair or it will be a mess in the morning."

Jasmine walked away from the mirror towards the vanity, still more than a little upset. the towel slipped down a bit exposing her breasts. It didn't take Victoria long to make use of the opportunity. She started to play with her now exposed nipples. Jasmine could feel her own getting hard from the stimulation her mirror image was doing.

Jasmine turned around to the big mirror, “what are you doing to me?“

Victoria snickered, “showing that I can have some influence from this side."

Jasmine took two steps back to the mirror when her hastily tucked towel fell to the ground. Victoria grabbed her shaft and stroked it. Jasmine gasped, she could feel the penis in a phantom way. At the very least she could feel the pleasure as real as anything she ever felt with her own hand. More than just the sensations, Jasmine was being turned on by seeing her reflection jerk the now quite inhuman sized erect cock. A thought entered her mind past the growing lust. Jasmine moaned out as she reached down to her pussy.

“If you can do that, then I can play the same game," she stroked her slit, letting her fingers tease her clit.

She drew a moan from Victoria making her jump slightly from the unexpected sensation. Jasmine watched her counterpart in the mirror and saw the bead of precum forming on the head of Victoria's cock Jasmine was getting close from both the self stimulation and from Victoria stroking her cock. They moaned loudly on both sides of the mirror. Victoria came coating herself and half the mirror in her seed. Jasmine squirted a bit before she slumped to the ground, girl cum leaking out of her pussy. She panted for breath, she never had an orgasm hit this hard before. Jasmine could even swear she felt Victoria's seed on her skin.

"Victoria," she panted “you're a jinx! now we need a shower again.“

Victoria grinned before leaning forward to lick her side of the mirror. Jasmine could taste the saltiness on her tongue as she got up.

“Thanks, now I need to brush again ugh!"

As Jasmine walked back to the bathroom she could hear Victoria giggle.

***

The next ten days were strange. Jasmine really began to truly understand what her mother had gone through with a chatty reflection always being there. Victoria was kind enough to not start conversations while Jasmine was in school or with her friends, but there was always that look in her eyes and her actions in the mirror. At least no one else could see Victoria, all they saw was Jasmine's reflection, Not even her own mother could see or hear Victoria. Strange as it was, she had gotten used to it, besides she had more things to worry about besides her other half. Then came Wednesday.

Jasmine felt antsy the whole day. From the moment she woke up, she felt something was different. Victoria seemed to be more cheerful than ever, not bothering with her normal teasing as Jasmine got ready for school. It wasn't until she saw a notice from the astronomy club on the school calendar that she had an idea why; tonight there would be a full moon. Once she saw that, Victoria wouldn't stop talking about it. But as for why the moon was special she kept a close secret.

The school day passed in a blur, one class flowing into the next. The only thing she noticed was how hungry she was at lunch. Jasmine not only ate the lunch she brought, but went up and bought a meal from the cafeteria. She was still feeling a little hungry when the bell rang at the end. When the last bell rang Jasmine didn't hang around talking to friends and just headed home as quickly as she could. She did her best to avoid Victoria's looks along the way.

On her way Jasmine made a small stop by a roadside vendor buying a hot dog and a pretzel. It was like her stomach had become a bottomless pit. But even with concern for her future figure, Jasmine couldn't help scarfing down the food. She came past Mike's home as the young man was unloading groceries out of the back of his truck.

“Hey Jasmine!" He called managing a wave while balancing a bag.

But Jasmine was in a hurry to get home and barely nodded in his direction. She hurried inside and headed right to the kitchen. Jasmine was surprised to see her mom home from work before five.

“Hey mom, I wasn't expecting you home early today."

“Ah, Jasmine you're home, I didn't hear you come in.“ She smiled wrapping her arms around Jasmine in a tight hug, “I had to take care of a few things and it just made sense to come home early."

She returned the hug then still feeling hungry she went to the fridge. Jasmine blinked, Fiona had stuffed the refrigerator to the brim with food even more than usual. She pulled out a couple of apples from the fruit drawer. She closed the door trying to control herself. She turned to face her mom.

“What's with all this food? You crammed the refrigerator to the brim. Thanksgiving isn't until November you know," she smirked before taking a bite out of the apple.

Fiona smiled nervously, “by the time the moon is out it will make more sense."

More about the moon… Jasmine thought to herself before excusing herself to do her homework.

Victoria was smiling at her from the mirrors in her room, but left Jasmine alone as she did her homework, or tried to at least. Her stomach kept distracting her. When her mom called her for dinner, she practically ran to the kitchen. Fiona had created a literal feast of a dinner. It seemed way too much for just the two of them. Once again, it reminded Jasmine of Thanksgiving, all that was missing was the turkey. But regardless, the food was eaten without so much as a crumb leftover.

As the evening progressed Victoria was almost bouncing with excitement. Jasmine tried to ignore her and focus on reading but she was distracted by her mom prancing around the house. Looking out the window she could see the sun was finally setting and night was falling. She couldn't see the moon from her window, but could almost feel where it was in the sky. This made Jasmine shiver. She heard the backdoor open as Fiona called to her.

“Jasmine! Please come out to the garden, time for you to know what's going on."

Jasmine was slightly worried, but she did as her mom asked. She followed her mom's voice to the open backdoor. Jasmine noticed her mom standing in the garden in her bathrobe looking up at the sky. Fiona turned slightly, a slightly sad expression on her face.

“I'm sorry about all this, I didn't want this to happen, but I couldn't lose you." With that she slipped off her robe, leaving her completely nude.

“Mom! What are you doing! Someone could see you!" She glanced at Mike's house then back to her mother.

Fiona let out a short laugh, "I don't want to ruin my clothes. Besides, the neighbors are just like me, or rather, like us. You'll want to strip down too."

Jasmine looked utterly confused. “What? Why? Mom! What's going on?"

Jasmine got no response back as her mom looked back up at the moon as it came from behind the clouds.

“I never can get enough of that sight, even knowing what it means.“ Fiona said as she closed her eyes and sighed.

Jasmine stared and was about to speak, when something drew her attention down lower on her mom's body. As she watched, a nub started to grow from Fiona's groin. It quickly grew into a penis, and didn't stop growing, becoming too large to be human. Distracted by the organ, Jasmine almost missed it as Fiona's ass started to grow at the same time. The changes spread down Fiona's legs, gaining mass as her feet started to elongate. Her toes merged together and her nails changed into a deep black hoof. Above her now huge ass and thighs, a tail pushed out as dark black fur started to spread from her lions down to cover the now equine legs. Fiona grew larger as her back stretched longer and her chest started to barrel out.

Her breasts were completely absorbed and vanished as a pair of teats formed down between her legs. Fiona's arms grew in length while her cock had changed to a fully horse like one, its color shifting to an obsidian black. Her vagina had also grown to equine shape and size and migrated back below her ass. Fiona fell forward onto her arms as they lengthened and her shoulders shifted to support weight. Her body grew even larger as her arms grew into proper front legs. The black fur had spread all the way to her neck as it grew in length and size. Fiona's face pushed out into a muzzle as her ears moved to the top of her head. She reared onto her hind legs letting out a whinny and her cock flared out as she came sending thick ropes of seed onto the lawn and garden.

Jasmine looked somewhat terrified at the massive black horse that used to be her mom. She walked towards the horse carefully. Jasmine was, after all, once bitten and twice shy. The horse stayed where it was but watched her as she approached.

“Mom?" she said barely above a whisper, “is that you?"

The horse snorted and Jasmine could swear she, he, whatever rolled their eyes.

“That would be yes and no," she heard a voice that sounded almost like her mother, “I'm Eleanor," she swung her giant head and brushed against Jasmine's shoulder, “Fiona is in here, only now I'm in charge."

Jasmine looked on, shocked. She could hear her speak, but not through her mouth. As she tried to puzzle it out Jasmine suddenly realized she recognized the draft horse.

“Y-you!" She took a step back, “you're the one that bit me as a kid! How come now you're talking to me?"

“Yeah, I'm the one who bit you," there was no remorse in her voice, “Fiona didn't want me too at first, but in the end she couldn't lose you."

“Lose me? What do you..."Jasmine trailed off as she remembered.

All the health problems she had as a small child. When was the last time she was in the hospital? When she got treated for that horse bite eight years ago. That was also when she had first created Victoria. Things were becoming clear under the light of the moon. Jasmine looked a bit more at ease as she reached up and placed a hand on Eleanor's muzzle.

“This will happen to me, won't it. That's what mom...Fiona was apologizing for, right?“

“It'll happen shortly," Eleanor pushed back gently against her hand, “I'm surprised you are still on two legs. But, it's your first full moon as an adult, sometimes it takes a bit to kick in."

“I don't know if I can handle being a horse."

“Don't worry, Victoria can. Now, listen to your mother and start stripping, I'd hate to see that cute shirt get ruined," she nuzzled against Jasmine's chest.

Jasmine managed a nod and toed out of her sneakers. The cool grass felt good on her bare feet. She couldn't help but look around before pulling her shirt off and placing it neatly on a lawn chair. The night air was cool, but far from uncomfortable this late in spring. Still Jasmine felt her nipples stiffening under her white bra as she reached around to unhook it.

“You know, you don't have to wear such boring underwear. No wonder you're still a virgin."

“Hey!" Jasmine snapped back as she unbuttoned her jeans, “I thought you were a part of my mother!"

“So? Doesn't mean I don't want you having some fun and getting laid."

“Look, this day is weird enough for me as it is can we…" She bent over, clutching her gut and moaned, “fuck! That hurts!"

“Only the first time," her voice dropped its playful tone as she offered comfort, “just focus on breathing."

Jasmine took large gasping breaths, trying to get past the pain in her gut that seemed to be spreading through her body. Then a new sensation hit her, a strange point of pleasure in the midst of her pain. She looked down and saw the bulge starting to form in her white panties.

“Oh shit my clothes!" she remembered and forced her jeans down past her hips, something that was getting much more difficult by the second.

She didn't get a chance with her panties as they were stretched to snapping from her growing ass and new cock. She cried out as the fabric ripped, but was soon distracted as she watched her cock continue to grow larger. She gritted her teeth as a pair of testicles popped out to join her shaft. She stared down watching the new organs grow to inhuman sizes.

Suddenly something felt different. The pain did not stop, nor the strange sensations from her new cock. She felt herself losing control. Her hand moved to inspect her cock and balls without any input from her.

“Not bad," she heard a voice she knew all too well coming from her lips.

“Victoria, I take it," Eleanor said softly.

“Nice to meet you, Urgh, mom," she managed to half smile as her feet painfully shifted into hooves, “Didn't think you would, ahhh, urr, go all fours."

What is she talking about, and god, why does it hurt if I'm not in control?

“I wanted Jasmine to feel comfortable, and you too I suppose."

Victoria opened her mouth to reply but it was too much. A long pale gray tail pushed out from the base of her spine. Dappled gray fur started to spread from her lions down to cover the equine legs. Victoria's back stretched longer, each pop in her spine a moment of pain. Her chest started to barrel out. Her breasts sank into her chest as the gray fur rushed to cover over her chest.

As her arms grew in length, she knew the process was almost complete. Victoria lowered herself onto her arms as they lengthened and her shoulders shifted. Looking under her body she saw her horse cock, a mottled pink and black. Victoria's equine vagina moved back below her ass. Her body grew in size, taking on the proportions of a draft horse. The dappled gray fur had spread all the way to her neck as it grew in length and size. Victoria closed her eyes as her face pushed out into a muzzle, her ears folded back. The pain started to ebb, she felt strong, powerful, and alive. She reared onto her hind legs letting out a triumphant whinny, her cock firing its load across the yard.

Eleanor brushed up against Victoria, “we always go all fours before we can adjust."

“I know that," Victoria said with a snort.

“I was telling Jasmine, she can still hear me, you know."

“Oh, right," she sounded almost apologetic.

“At any rate, I'm glad you finally could experience your first full moon change."

***

Mike heard the sounds of horses in the garden next door. He looked up at the moon as he made his way to the garden shed. Mike was just wearing a bath towel around his waist, which he did away with once he was inside. He pulled a sheet off of a sizable mirror. Mike looked into the mirror seeing himself albeit not him. His reflection in the mirror looked rather girlish, even with a large cock hanging between their legs.

“Sounds like the neighbors are all changed," She giggled, her eyes almost sparkling.

Mike knew the look in Dixie's eyes, “I wish you would keep yourself in check. I'm no fan of being stuck in you when you're knocked up. I already have three kids for god's sake! So please, take it easy Dixie."

Dixie giggled, “you know I don't make promises. If I meet a nice mare I'm gonna want to feel her cock deep in me,“ Dixie nearly jumped out of excitement as she watched his cock grow bigger and his balls followed suit, “play time!" Dixie giggled in the mirror, “time to switch seats."

Mike's legs and feet started to grow and change. He dropped to his knees as the changes started to wash over him. Mike's cock was inhumanly large and his legs were growing in size and muscle to match. His feet changed into strong hooves and his ass grew in size as his vagina started to open up under his now equine ass. Mike's chest barreled out as white and black fur grew up from his loins down his legs and back. His arms grew longer and stronger as his hands became another set of hooves. Mike's second gender further expressed itself as two teats formed right beside his equine cock.

Dixie took over fully at that point as her face pushed out into a muzzle and her ears changed shape and size on top of her head. Dixie reared onto her hind legs sending ropes of cum flying on the floor and wall of the shed. After she came Dixie looked in the mirror an image of herself as a draft horse was there, its fur mostly white with black patches. Now it was Mike's turn to talk from the mirror

“Dixie, I swear to god," despite sporting both genders in the mirror his voice remained masculine, “you get us pregnant again and I'll make sure every full moon for the rest of our lives will be spent alone in the middle of nowhere!"

Dixie snorted at his hollow threat “I can't promise anything. Besides, I think the girl next door is on her first full moon and I can't wait to meet her, among other things."

Dixie pushed the door open with her nose and trotted in the direction of Jasmine and Fiona's home. She let out a loud nicker to get the attention of the other two mares.

“Ah, there's Dixie," Eleanor said, turning towards her neighbor, “I was wondering when she would show up."

“Hey there cuties," Dixie nickered again, “this your little girl, Eleanor?"

“Yes, this is Victoria." She motioned to her daughter with her head.

She walked over and let her body brush against the new mare, “mmm, pleased to meet you in the fur."

“Mike is your other half, isn't he?" Victoria asked, fairly certain of the answer.

“Oh, got it in one," she giggled, rubbing her muzzle against Victoria's neck.

What? Mike? But she's...I mean yeah she has a cock...But Mike isn't a feminine guy at all.

“You know, Jasmine always had a crush on Mike."

What the fuck? Don't tell her that! Jasmine mentally screamed at Victoria

“Does she, well that's nice," Dixie replied with a giggle, “maybe we can get those two kids together. But for now, we have our own needs.

“Before you two go and have fun, how about we get Victoria up on two hooves?" Eleanor nickered.

Eleanor was the first to start changing. Her body started to shrink but retained her draft horse proportions. Eleanor reared up on her hind legs as her hips popped and shifted, becoming more human in shape, but still covered in black fur. Her sheath and balls didn't seem to change much in size, however.

Dixie joined in as soon as Eleanor began to shift and quickly caught up. Her barrel chest flattened and her shoulders popped back into place. Dixie's teats disappeared as her chest started to fill out with breasts. They grew to be massive orbs, one could only guess their cup size as at least an E. Her front legs shrunk back to arm-length, at least relative to her size.

Eleanor's neck shrunk down, placing her head at a human-like distance from her shoulders. She must have stood a good eight feet tall from hooves to the top of her head. Eleanor's body retained all the strength and power one would expect in a draft horse. Her well cut muscles leaving nothing to the imagination The hooves at the end of her arms seemed to split into three, forming a pair of large fingers and a strong thumb each one capped with a hard hoof-like tip.

Wow...I didn't expect that Jasmine thought as she looked at the massive horse 'women' now standing in the yard, they look kind of...beautiful.

“Alright kid,your turn," Eleanor slapped Victoria on the flank.

Victoria whinnied as she laughed. Jasmine could feel it too as the new change started. Feeling it now, it was less like shrinking and more like compressing. Victoria reared up, but stumbled, almost losing her balance as her legs shifted to being upright.

“Don't worry, cutie," Dixie reassured her, “it gets easier."

Victoria took a small step as her legs finished transforming. Feeling more stable she sighed as her chest flattened out before her breasts started to grow in to make up for it.

Damn, all of us are packing, Jasmine thought once her breasts had stopped growing.

Her view of things changed as her neck shortened. Victoria looked down as her front hooves changed into the three fingered hands of a werehorse.

“Now that's a mare," Dixie said with a tail flick, “how about you and I go behind the shed?"

Victoria giggled, “might be fun," she flicked her own tail.

“Not so fast girls," Eleanor spoke up, “I think we need to check in with our other halves."

“Do we really?" Dixie signed.

“It is our first time," Victoria said with a shrug, “do we head inside?"

“No, Fiona makes such a fuss about hoofprints on the carpet. She set up some mirrors behind the shed for us."

The three mares went behind the shed where three mirrors were set up. They each stood in front of a mirror seeing their reflection. The reflections took on the personalities of their other half. At first glance, and to an outside observer, it was just a reflection but it changed subtly to the viewer as the other personality manifested.

“Victoria?" Jasmine said, not used to being on the other side of the mirror, “can you hear me?"

“Loud and clear,"she smiled back.

“Good, now please tell me why the hell did you tell them about my crush on Mike!"

“Dixie!" Mike glared at his counterpart.

“What? It's ok she's eighteen now, you can plow away. Besides you know she likes you," Dixie grinned back at the mirror.

“You tell that slut Dixie," Fiona said in a low dangerous tone, “that if she knocks up Jasmine or throws herself into heat that I will cut off her balls and stitch her pussy shut."

Eleanor chuckled, “I sort of agree with you on that, it's too early for them. I'll make sure no foals will be on the way after tonight."

“Now that we are all checked in, how about we get this started before sunrise?" Dixie said, turning her attention from the mirror to Victoria.

“Oh yeah?" Victoria smirked back, “and what do you have in mind?"

Dixie stepped to her and pressed her body up against the new mare, “I have a few things in mind, like getting that nice cock of yours good and wet."

Victoria put her hands around her waist and pulled Dixie against her, her hands grabbing tight on her ass, “I've been waiting for weeks to do just that."

The pair started to kiss. It felt so strange to Jasmine as their strong lips and long tongues slid against each other.

Okay, I think there are worse first kisses...Woah! What is happening down there?

“Dixie," Eleanor placed her hand on her neighbor, “I'm more than ready for my daughter to finally pop her cherry."

What is so wrong with me being a virgin?

“But if you try to throw yourself into heat," Eleanor's three fingered hand squeezed painfully hard on the young mare's shoulder, “well, you know my reputation when it comes to my loved ones."

Dixie nodded as she flinched under the pain of Eleanor's grip.

“Alright then you two have fun!" she released Dixie's shoulder and gave her rump a firm slap.

Dixie glanced in the mirror and saw the smirk on Mike's face. She turned back to Victoria and shrugged her shoulders before locking lips again. Victoria let out a muffled laugh before relaxing into the kiss. Their bodies pressed tightly together, it didn't take long for their cocks to grow out of their sheaths and start to rub together.

“Mmmm, somebody is a big girl," Dixie giggled.

“I'd say we both are, but I can guess what you want first."

“You know us brood mares, we can't get enough cock."

With that, Dixie pulled them on to the ground with Victoria on top. She let out a gasp, but quickly laughed. They started to kiss and grope each other.

Inside her head, Jasmine was at a loss. She felt every kiss, every touch. And she was becoming more captivated by Dixie's strong and sexy body. She had figured out she was bi before she turned fourteen, but had never done more than admire another woman from a distance. Now she had her head pressed between a massive pair of breasts.

Dixie moaned loudly and turned her head to the mirror. She could tell Mike was enjoying it from the look on his face. She knew all too well just how much he liked it when another Mare spread her wide. Well he was in for a treat tonight as she continued to make Victoria's first time a memorable one.

Even after four years and change of shifting to Dixie, there was still a rush to experiencing the female side of sex. Knowing Dixie was going to keep her womb empty made it that much easier for Mike to just relax and enjoy it. For her first time, Victoria was doing a pretty good job. Inwardly, he moaned with Dixie as Victoria sucked on her big stiff nipple.

“Mmm, yeah, that's it!" Dixie moaned, running her hand through Victoria's mane.

Victoria gave her nipple a slight bite before sliding down the mare's well toned body. Kissing her way down the rock hard abs. Dixie was encouraging her partner to go lower with a steady pressure on her head and shoulders. Victoria smiled as she slid down between the iron legs..

Jasmine found herself closer to a horse cock than she had ever thought she would be. Of course it was big, but several feet away is different from right in one's face. The scent filling her flared nostrils was intoxicating. Female and male desire distilled in her mind. Jasmine shivered as Victoria wrapped her hand gently around the shaft and stroked its velvety hot flesh.

“No, no, no, I don't want to be a stallion right now," Dixie giggled.

Victoria giggled back, but honored the request. She slipped her hand down to the heavy balls and lifted them up to get access to Dixie's other sex. Jasmine was just as curious about the horse pussy as cock. It was big and puffy with arousal. She was so busy admiring it, she almost missed when Victoria moved in to have a taste.

Victoria moaned as the mare's taste filled her mouth, and she wasn't the only one. Dixie bucked her hips up, pushing her pussy into her partner's muzzle. Victoria let her long tongue slip in deep, savoring the taste.

Oh fuck! Mike thought as he felt the long equine tongue slide in and around.

Normally Dixie's partners were ready just to mount up and get at it. It had been a while since they had had a good tongue bath. Dixie was enjoying it just as much as her other half. She was moaning and neighing as Victoria figured out how best to please her. She was getting close, but this isn't how she wanted to cum. Dixie pulled Victoria's head back panting.

“Good job, but it's time to mount up," she said, rolling over on the grass.

Dixie got up on her hands and knees and shifted her tail to the side showing off her slick nether lips. Victoria didn't need any more encouragement. She moved behind the mare and rubbed the head of her cock against the wet folds before pushing in.

“Don't tease me, fill me!" Dixie shouted over her shoulder.

Victoria smirked before slamming her cock deep into the needy mare.

Oh fuck! Jasmine was overwhelmed by the sensation.

More than just the obvious pleasure, there was a sense of power over her partner as Victoria moved her powerful hips. This was completely different from the time Jasmine had experienced her other half jerking off. Jasmine was starting to like this in spite of herself, encouraging Victoria to go deeper.

She wasn't the only one enjoying the sensation silently. Mike was having a hard time concentrating. He was no stranger to the sensation given Dixie's nature, but the eager fucking of the new mare was only matched by the size of her cock. Of course, there is no such thing as a small penises on a werehorse, but Victoria had somehow inherited Eleanor's extra large cock.

Dixie was moaning and neighing as she was speared by the new mare. Victoria's cock filled her well used pussy. It took some time to get used to it, but soon Dixie's balls were being kissed by her partners with each thrust Victoria gripped her partner tightly by the waist making more than a few horse sounds herself as she lost herself in the lust and pleasure.

Eleanor, and by extension Fiona were standing to the side watching the two girls go at it. Dixie was a little too young for her, and her parents must have gone to the farm for the moon. So, it was only going to be her hand tonight. Eleanor slowly stroked the length of her cock as she watched her daughter, rather proud of her performance. Fiona was thinking back to her first full moon and how her own parents had watched over her. Of course, they weren't worried about her partner throwing herself into heat.

Slamming in a final time, Victoria threw back her head and let out a loud triumphant whinny as she climaxed hard, her balls dumping their load deep into her partner. Dixie joined her as she felt her body filling up with the seed. Seemed almost a waist of her seed, but she had a feeling she would get a foal from Victoria eventually.

Victoria leaned forward and whispered into her ear, “how was that?"

“You have to ask?" Dixie was still breathing hard, “you make one hell of a stallion."

I sure hope that's a compliment… Jasmine thought.

“Speaking of stallions…" Victoria reached around and gave her partner's cock a stroke.

“Normally I like to just play the mare, but since it's a special night…" Dixie turned her head to nuzzle and kiss Victoria.

Wait what? We're not done? Jasmine's mind whirled.

Victoria pulled out slowly, her half hard cock flopping down against her thighs once she was out. She sat down on the grass for a moment before Dixie moved, pushing her down on her back. The older mare kissed her deeply as her hands explored Victoria's well built body and generous curves.

“Mmm, I thought I was getting mounted?" she giggled.

“Next time cutie, I want your first time to be special. She smiled as she played with Victoria's nipples.

Victoria could feel Dixie's mottled shaft brushing against her abs as her partner played with her breasts. Dixie slowly lifted herself up and moved between Victoria's legs. Dixie spread the young mare's legs and lifted them up, resting them on her shoulders. She lifted up Victoria's balls with one hand and guided her shaft with the other.

Even knowing that her anatomy had changed, Jasmine was still scared it wouldn't fit. Mike on the other hand was feeling ecstatic. Most times Dixie ignored her cock. Getting to feel it slip into the hot wet folds was amazing. Jasmine was almost in shock as her body opened up for the huge intrusion for the first time.

Dixie took her time breaking in Victoria's pussy. She watched as Victoria whinnied and nickered, waiting for her body to relax before pushing forward. Victoria was feeling the strange mix of pleasure and pain as her body was skillfully opened up. As much as she had always wanted Jasmine to get laid over the years, part of her was happy to be the one in charge while they were penetrated for the first time.

Dixie smiled as she watched the strong mare squirm a bit. She didn't often indulge in her stallion side, but when she did she never rushed it. Victoria was hot and hugged her cock tightly. Dixie let out a low moan that degraded into a nicker as she continued to slide into the younger mare. Eventually she hilted her shaft inside of Victoria. Dixie gave her a moment to adjust to it before she slowly rocked her hips.

Victoria let out a long moan. Her whole body twitched as Dixie moved inside her. It became easier over time as she was stretched. Dixie started to move with longer strokes making Victoria close her eyes and throw back her head. Thoroughly enjoying herself, Victoria didn't notice at first as Dixie started to lean forward. She snapped her eyes open though as she felt their breasts pressed together. Dixie had her in the mating press now. Her eyes locked with Victoria's as she picked up the pace, slamming down into her.

On top of having her pussy stuffed, Victoria's cock was pressed between their bodies. The hot fur rubbed against her shaft doubling her already intense pleasure. Victoria's cock returned to its full hardness, sandwiched between her and Dixie's breasts. The dual stimulation was too much for the young mare and she let out a loud whiny as she climaxed hard. Her cock fired, hitting both of their faces and chests with cum.

Eleanor let out a soft moan as she fired off her own heavy load onto the grass. She smiled at her daughter now all grown up. But there was a sadness as well, that Wilson wasn't there to see it. Time enough for her own tears later, now she needed to be a proper werehorse mother. Putting on a big smile she walked over to the messy tangle of young mares.

“Looks like you two had some fun."

“No kidding," Dixie said wiping some cum off her face, “Best sex I've had in a long time."

“Oh stop, you don't need to stroke my ego," Victoria smirked, “just my cock."

The pair giggled then shared a kiss. Eleanor rolled her eyes at the joke but still kept her smile. Dixie and Victoria untangled themselves and got back up on their hooves. They were a mess of cum and grass stains.

“Come on, let's get you two hosed off before that cum dries on your coats," Eleanor said pointing to an outdoor shower.

I guess that's why mom and dad really built it, not just to wash off from doing yard work like they told me. Jasmine realized.

“At least you have hot water, I'd just have to hit myself with the hose back at my shed," Dixie said as she turned on the shower.

The shower was high enough for a werehorse, but the structure was only going to fit one of them at a time. Dixie didn't bother closing the door. If anything she was showing off her body as she washed out the cum and grime from her fur. Dixie didn't bother with any soap or shampoo as her fur tail and mane would all be gone with the sunrise. She stepped out for Victoria to get under the spray. Dixie pushed as much of the water out of her fur with her hands before taking an oversized beach towel from Eleanor.

“Feels good washing myself for a change," Victoria said as she worked the water into her chest.

Are you saying I do a bad job keeping us, I mean, me clean?

Eleanor chuckled, “You know, your father always enjoyed washing and grooming me, and Fiona."

Victoria froze in the shower, “what?"

What? Jasmine echoed her other half.

“Oh yes, Wilson and Fiona would shower together all the time. And most moons he was in that shower with me. He also enjoyed grooming my fur. Sometimes I would stay on all fours and let him brush my flanks," she smiled thinking back on the past

“That's so romantic," Dixie replied, “but my parents could never understand why you let him stay human."

“Part of that was Fiona's insistence, but more than that, he treated me right. Wilson loved me too, and I miss him as much as Fiona does."

In all of this it hadn't occurred to Jasmine or Victoria that their late father had known all along. Of course thinking back on him brought some tears to their eyes. Eleanor pulled her out of the shower and into a tight embrace.

“Mom," Victoria sniffled, “you're getting wet…"

“I'll dry," she nuzzled her cheek, “Victoria, I know he didn't get to meet you, but I know he would love you and be just as proud of you as he was Jasmine. Never doubt that."

Victoria managed a nod. Even Dixie was getting choked up by all of this. Eleanor reached in and shut off the shower.

“Let's get dried off, I've got a couple bales of alfalfa in the shed just waiting to be eaten."

***

Jasmine slowly woke up as the morning sun shone on her face. As she came to, Jasmine quickly realized she wasn't in her bed. She was laying naked on the living room floor on top of a spread open sleeping bag. Next to her was her mother, equally nude and snoring slightly. She sat up and regretted it immediately. Her head throbbed and her body ached. Jasmine couldn't tell if her stomach was hurting for food or was about to throw up.

She let out a groan which woke Fiona up.

“Jasmine?" She slowly sat up,"Oh, dear, looks like you have a hangover."

“Hangover?" Jasmine groaned, “I didn't drink!"

“I know hun," Fiona pulled her into a hug, “You're new to shifting, the first few moons are like this."

“Moons...oh god! Last night I, she, we…"

“Shhhh , it's okay, I was there too."

“Eleanor and you watched as I…"

“If it makes you feel any better, my parents were there when I lost my virginity too," she sighed, “I had said we weren't going to do that, but with Dixie I couldn't trust her to not throw herself into heat."

“What about me?" Jasmine started to hyperventilate.

“Hun, calm down. You didn't go into heat, you just had sex," she held her tight, “Eleanor and I both agreed we wouldn't let you become a mother last night."

Jasmine sniffed, “or father."

Fiona pulled a robe off of the couch and draped it around her daughter.

“First things first, a little aspirin and a hot shower will help you feel better, then some breakfast. Don't worry about school, I called you off yesterday for a family function."

Jasmine managed a nod at her mother who helped her to her feet. Victoria was waiting for her in the bathroom mirror.

“Boy you look rough," of course she didn't look any better, “but hey, what a night. Got to get fully broken in."

“Aren't you feeling the same shit I am right now?" Jasmine grumbled as she opened the bottle of aspirin.

“Yeah, but it was worth it. Admit it, it felt great plowing Dixie last night. And she was happy to return the favor too"

“Look, I feel shitty, can we continue this talk after breakfast at least?"

“Fine," she huffed, “but at the end of the day I know you felt every bit of pleasure I did."

Jasmine didn't say anything back, she just stepped into the shower. She turned on the water letting the, at first, cold water calm down the reaction last night's memories were having. As the water heated up it started to relax her sore muscles.

This is so crazy...I feel like I should be just breaking down. I'm a werehorse, I turn into a massive hermaphrodite draft horse under the full moon. How is any of that sane? She thought as she washed out her hair, but still there is something about being that big and powerful...just wish I was in control. How do I stay sane between moons with Victoria teasing me from every mirror. I think I have a lot of questions to ask mom.

“You're looking better," Victoria said through the fogged bathroom mirror.

“Yeah, feeling a little better too," She admitted.

“I hope mom is making a big breakfast," Victoria continued the conversation from the vanity mirror.

“Hmm," Jasmine's grumbling stomach had her wishing for the same, “am I going to pig out all the time now?"

“Nah, just before, during, and after the moon," she said counting off on her fingers.

“Good," she said, pulling out clean panties and a tank from a drawer, “I don't want to put on weight."

“Well, you do have a little extra muscle on you now," Victoria said, flexing her arm in the reflection.

“Yeah, I guess so," Jasmine slipped the tank top over her head, “I think all my clothes still fit though."

“Good thing you don't play sports, they would think you were juicing."

Jasmine couldn't help chuckling at that as she grabbed her robe off the bed. She could smell breakfast cooking down the hall. Fiona was at the stove, frying up bacon and eggs,

“Hey hun," she turned from the skillet, “feeling any better?"

“A bit" she went up and kissed her mom on the cheek, “but I'm starving."

“I know, let me get you a bowl of oatmeal while I finish the bacon and eggs," she opened up a pot of hot oatmeal."

“Mom," Jasmine shook her head, “you know I don't like oatmeal."

Fiona chuckled, “neither did I until I turned eighteen," she spooned the sticky oatmeal into a bowl, “give it a try, for me."

Jasmine sighed but took the bowl back to the table. She tasted a bit on her spoon. To her surprise it did taste good. Fiona smiled to herself as she heard the spoon clinking against the bowl as Jasmine finished it. She served up a large portion of bacon and eggs and placed it in front of her daughter.

“Here you go, hun," Fiona then went to fill a bowl of oatmeal for herself.

“Thanks," Jasmine said, pushing aside her bowl, “and for the oatmeal too."

“Yeah, you are going to find yourself enjoying vegetables and grains a lot more now. Of course, you're not going to want to give up bacon anytime soon," Fiona winked as she sat down with her breakfast.

Jasmine smiled before taking a bite out of a strip of bacon. After chewing, her face was more serious.

“Mom, I have questions."

“I know, and I want to answer them all, now that I can."

“Let's start there," Jasmine said looking up from her plate, “ why didn't you tell me sooner, like after you, I mean, Eleanor bit me?"

“Tradition," she said softly, “I know, it's a sucky excuse. I'm from a traditional werehorse family. I suppose that means you are too. We keep our nature a secret until the first moon after their eighteenth birthday," she filled her glass with juice from a pitcher, “and when I married your father, I thought you were going to live your life as a human, so there was no need to tell you while younger anyway."

“Tell me about that, the whole truth."

Fiona sighed and put down her spoon, “You know you were sick a lot as a small child."

“Yeah, it was complications from my birth, I think it's related to why my biological mother died."

Fiona nodded, “When I first met Wilson he thought the worst was over. But then things started going downhill when you hit seven. We never told you how bad the prognosis was."

“How bad was it?"

“They didn't think you would live past twelve," she took a long drink to steady herself, “I didn't want to pass this on, that's why I never had children with your father, but I desperately wanted to be a mother. Your father and you gave me that wish, and then faced with losing you, I couldn't. Neither could your father or Eleanor. Eleanor made me promise to follow tradition with you, so we never told you what was happening before or after," Fiona shook her head, “so in the end I did pass it down to my child. Fate has a dark sense of humor."

“Mom, when you and dad told me the truth about my biological mother I was horrible. I said the worst things to you that night before I ran to my room," Jasmine looked down at her plate.

“It was a lot to tell a ten year old," Fiona tried to hide it, but it wasn't a pleasant memory.

“Please, I was an ungrateful bitch," Jasmine looked back up, “like everything you've done for me over the years didn't matter because you didn't birth me. Then like an idiot, I snuck out of the window to run away."

“Yes, well, lucky for us all, you picked the night of the full moon to do it."

“When I woke up the next morning in the hospital and I saw you there I felt like the horse was a punishment for my actions. Here it was you saving my life. Yeah, I wish Eleanor would have let you tell me the truth sooner, but I'm not mad you passed it on to me. If anything, it makes me that much more your daughter."

Fiona got out of her chair and wrapped her arms around Jasmine, tears in her eyes. Jasmine cried a little too. They held each other for a few moments before Jasmine could continue.

“So, an easy question," she said after her mom released the hug, “are there just werehorses or are there other, um, weres?"

“Oh, there's lots," Fiona said as she sat back down, “I went to high school with a werefox."

“Really?" Jasmine leaned forward.

“Each race? Species? Type? Whatever, has its own rules and quirks. You'll be able to tell them apart from regular humans now."

“How?"

“You can just...tell," Fiona shrugged, “You won't know what they are, but you will know they aren't pure human."

“Oh, okay." Jasmine ate some of her eggs as she mulled over her next questions.

“Mom, I have a few more questions about dad."

Fiona sighed, but gave a nod, “go ahead."

“If, if dad was ah, like us, would he…"

Fiona shook her head. “No. It helped you to heal over time and grow strong but it doesn't make us invincible. The crash would have still taken his life."

Jasmine paused to take another bite before she continued.

“That asshole drunk who hit dad," her eyes met her mom's, “his death wasn't an accident, was it?"

Fiona looked down. “No…" she whispered.

“Mom, I-"

“I didn't want her to do it," She interrupted, “I wanted him just thrown in prison. But Eleanor...disagreed," Fiona took a long slow breath, “like I said, I come from a traditional werehorse family, and they don't take harm against loved ones lightly."

“That's horrible! I mean he was a scumbag but…"

“I agree, but I'm not about to shed any tears for him." Fiona paused, staring at her food, “I have to live with what she did, I watched it happen. I pray to any god who will listen that Victoria will never put you through something like that."

“I'm sorry, mom, I…"

She shook her head, “no, it's good. I hate family secrets, and I think that's the last one."

The two ate in silence for a while.

“When and how did you tell dad about all this, why was it ok to tell him and not me?" Jasmine said wanting to get away from that topic.

“I told, or rather, showed your father when things were looking serious. Before we marry a human we let them know what we are. I admit, he was scared, but he didn't run away," she smiled at the memory, “that was what impressed Eleanor."

“Is that why she didn't bite dad?"

“She wasn't going to bite him until we were married, tradition and all."

Jasmine narrowed her eyes, “I'm really starting to hate that word."

“Me too, that's why you've never met my family. I was kind of the black sheep. Anyway, I worked Eleanor over while we were engaged. And your father, well, he worked to prove himself an adequate lover to her every moon."

Jasmine blushed deeply, “M-Mom!"

“I know, that's probably a hard image for you to process," she smiled a bit at her daughter's reaction, “but in the end, we convinced Eleanor to let Wilson remain human."

“He would have been there last night, wouldn't he?"

“Yes, I know he would have been there for you and for Victoria, like he was always there for us."

Jasmine smiled sadly. It hurt still that her father was gone, but talking about him brought him back in a way.

“Mom, about Mike and his family," she said, moving on.

“What about them?"

“I guess they are all werehorses, right?"

“Yes, but Mike's family are non-traditionalist. That's one of the reasons they're our neighbors."

“What does that mean exactly?"

“They let the kids in on the secret from the beginning," Fiona said, “most of them still like to bite humans who join the family, some well ahead of the wedding."

“So did Mike always knew then?" Jasmine was only half paying attention to the food still on her plate.

“Pretty much. As a kid they would even bring him out to let him watch the transformation. I hope you follow that example if you have kids, even if you need to fight Victoria on it."

“I'm not really ready to think about kids right now," she said, turning her full attention back to her breakfast.

“Good, get through college first," Fiona got up and filled their plates back up with more food.

“Thanks. Mom, from what was said last night it sounded like Dixie has gotten pregnant before."

“Yes, three times as far as I'm aware."

“Holy shit! Really? I mean, how does that work? Mike is a guy, right?"

“Yes, he is. And this is a problem for male werehorses. You see when a female gets pregnant they just shift as normal," Fiona pointed to her across the table, “you always have your uterus you see."

“I guess so, when you put it that way."

“But a male, like Mike and his father, don't. So, if they go into heat and get knocked up, they don't shift back until the baby is brought to term. That's why Mike was out on the family farm for those extended times."

“And Dixie, um, stays in charge?"

Fiona nodded, “yep."

“How does that work? It sounded like last night Dixie could choose to go into heat."

She shrugged, “ok, so, I guess we get to have a revised talk on becoming a woman. You still go through your monthly cycle like any other baseline human female. And like any human you can get pregnant in the usual way. After a couple shifts to get your body used to it, Victoria can force the body into heat."

“A bit more meaning to 'time of the month'," Jasmine said shaking her head

“No kidding. Dixie is what we call a broodmare, she loves getting pregnant. Poor Mike has to suffer because of it, but I'm sure he still loves his kids."

“I see," she furrowed her brows, “it's just so hard to think Mike is a mom."

“Out of respect for their masculinity, we still call them fathers. In fact, Mike's father was the one who carried him."

“Wow, that is a lot to wrap my head around." Jasmine shook her head and went back to eating.

“I know. I was in the same spot you were after my first moon."

***

Jasmine was out in the backyard making sure everything was cleaned up. Fiona wanted to help her with it, but Jasmine insisted on doing it alone. She bent down and picked up her torn panties. They were white with little pale blue roses on them and had been her favorite pair. Jasmine sighed before slipping them into her pocket. She returned to washing the cum down into the grass with a hose when she saw Mike walking out to his shed with a bucket.

Jasmine was torn with what to do. Did she go and talk to him, or did that make it weird? Then again, what was weird after last night? Still unsure what to do she waved at Mike. He smiled and returned the wave. After dropping off the bucket, he jogged over to her.

“Hey, how are you feeling?" Mike asked still with a smile.

“Good, I think," Jasmine scratched the back of her head. “It's a lot to take in."

“To be fair, even if you know it's coming, it's a lot to deal with," Mike sighed.

“So, yeah, I'm sorry about Victoria last night…"

“Hey, you don't have to apologize for them," Mike shook his head, “trust me, every one of them has a big mouth."

“Not just our two ponies then?"

Mike laughed, and Jasmine relaxed a little. Honestly this was the first thing she really had in common with Mike.

“Come to the farm sometime for a moon and you'll see."

“I guess I would be invited now," she smirked, “hey, could I talk with you for a bit? Mom has been great but I'd kind of like to talk to someone who isn't family."

“Sure, if you want. I've got a mess to clean in the shed, you can tag along," Mike motioned back with his head.

“Thanks."

Jasmine followed him to the shed. When she walked in she saw Victoria smirking in the mirror.

“Looking to get some action from Mike?" she teased from the mirror.

“Let me give us some privacy," he tossed an old sheet back over the mirror, “of course they can still hear everything we say but they can't bother us this way."

“Yeah," Jasmine made sure the mirror was completely covered, “like it was for us last night, right?"

Mike nodded, “you can ignore each other, but no secrets."

“I don't know if that's better or worse," she chuckled leaning against the workbench, “so, um...congratulations I guess."

“Oh," Mike paused in his cleaning, “I guess you know about my kids then."

“It came up while talking to mom."

“It's fine," he shrugged his shoulders, “it's only a secret to the world, not to another werehorse. They are on the farm. Legally, they are listed as my aunt's children, but my eldest daughter knows the truth. Here, let me show you a picture."

Mike pulled out his wallet and showed a picture of two small girls, and another one of a little baby, most likely a boy from the blue outfit.

“They are very cute," she said smiling, “what are their names?"

“Blair and Navy are my girls, Miller is my baby boy."

Jasmine handed back the pictures, “What was it like growing up with all of this?"

“I don't know how to describe it. I guess the best way I can is: it was like having cool aunts who would visit on the full moon. I didn't call Agnes and Maria mom and dad, but Dixie does. What mattered was that they loved and cared for me still. I can still remember them giving me rides as a kid."

“Honestly, I think I would have liked that from Eleanor too."

“Sorry if I get this wrong. The story I heard was that your mom was just going to raise you as a human at first, but Eleanor then forced her to raise you as a traditionalist as part of saving your life. Is that right?"

“From what mom said, yeah."

“I'm sorry about that. Hopefully you can talk Victoria into becoming one of us."

Jasmine glanced over at the covered mirror, “I'm sure as hell going to try."

Mike worked on scrubbing down the dried cum off the wall and floor of the shed.

“I don't know if this makes it better or worse," he said not looking up, “but I did know you had a thing for me as a kid."

“Was I that obvious?" Jasmine shook her head.

“I thought it was cute. I knew at the time I was too old for you, but I didn't want to break your heart."

“Thanks," Jasmine glanced back at the mirror before continuing, “Hey, since it's all out in the open now, want to go and get some pizza sometime?"

“I'd love that, there's no good pizza up on the farm, not that Dixie would eat it anyway. How about Friday evening?

“That sounds good. I better go finish up the yard," she walked over to Mike, “Thanks for making things as normal as they could be," she kissed his cheek softly,

Mike smiled, “I try my best."

After she left Mike pulled the sheet off the mirror.

“You know, she is pretty cute," Dixie said, striking a pose in the mirror, “I wouldn't even mind siring a foal with her, as long as she gives me a few more."

“Glad to know you approve," Mike rolled his eyes, “but we aren't even dating."

“How in the hell was that not a date you just planned with her?" Dixie shook her head, “Still, if you don't want to face the wrath of Fiona or worse, Eleanor, you better make sure you wear a condom."

“Now that is surprising coming from you."

“Hey, if she strangles either one of us it's all over."

“If things get to that point, I'll remember your sage advice."

“As long as you're listening to me, you should invite her to the farm for the next moon. She'll have a lot of fun with a whole herd to play with."

“By she you mean Victoria."

“Still, she always wanted to visit the farm, and you could show her the ranch, maybe take her for a nice ride," she winked.

“If you promise not to get knocked up, I'll invite her."

“Had to just quash the fun out of it, didn't you?"

***

“Hey mom," Jasmine called as she entered through the back door, “all cleaned up out back."

“That's good, did you run into Mike while outside?"

“Yeah, we talked a bit, I think we're cool. Might go out for some pizza some time."

“Oh really?" She asked with a slight smile.

“Don't give me that look, just to hang out as friends. I can't talk about this stuff with any of my friends."

“Yes, I'm afraid all your other friends are just humans. I hope I don't have to tell you to keep this a secret from them."

“Not a problem mom," Jasmine sighed, “I'm going to call up some friends and get the homework I missed."

“I'll give you a call when dinner is ready," Fiona said, giving her a hug, “if you need anything…"

“I know mom, I know," she hugged back before going to her room.

“Well, she's a responsible girl, I like that about her," Eleanor called from the mirror.

“It's not her I worry about."

“Trust me I can keep Victoria and that brood mare in line."

“You better, I want Jasmine through college before I become a grandmother either way."

“It's not often you and I agree, but I want her to have a good life as much as you do. She's just as much my daughter too."

Fiona nodded to the mirror before heading to the kitchen to get things cleaned up and start dinner.

_______________________________________

Written by Yeania Aeon & Syntaxerror37

FA: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/yeaniaaeon

FA: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/sevencrown37

SoFurry: https://sevencrown.sofurry.com/

Discord: therealse37

Bluesky: @sevencrown37.bsky.social