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What would you consider to be the 'average' sounds of a household? Refrigerator buzz? A dog barking? Or maybe even an air conditioner wheezing to life. All those normal sounds that you wouldn't even savor a second thought on. These are sounds that the average person would expect to find in a house. Sounds that might feel out of place if not heard in a home. But there is one sound that you will most likely hear, a sound that only a very select few might ever hear within their home.

Hooves against hardwood floors.

This was the sound that Del thought he would never hear, let alone be the cause. But each weighty step he took caused the sound to once again surround him.

It had been exactly twenty four hours after his encounter with “Sarah", or at least that is what he thought her name was. She was an office co-worker that, after a work visit to a farm, quickly revealed herself to be quite the devious devil. Leading to a bad joke about withing to be 'hung like horse' for him to be forever cursed 'for all his `mortal years' as a 'common farm animal'. In hindsight the joke wasn't very work appropriate, and wasn't exactly the smartest thing to say next to his only female coworker. But it seemed that HR wasn't going to be doing anything at this point.

He didn't know why she cursed him. The joke was pretty bad, but it wasn't 'curse a man to damnation' bad. It wasn't like he punched the horse or something. But nevertheless it didn't matter now. Now Del could only huff in discomfort as his new thicker equine body barely squeezed through the door, his sides scrapping heavily against the wooden frame. Each weighty clop echoing through the empty house. Lowering his neck as he entered to drop the letter bag that contained his clothes, laptop and everything else he had on him while he transformed.

Del could still remember the pain and discomfort that filled his body as his bones liquefied and his flesh shifted into what he was now. A nearby mirror reminded him of the terrible truth. A brown equine face looked back, long snout, flared nostrils, small ears flicking towards any sound, flowing white mane draping over his snout and running down his back. He stared at himself for what felt like an eternity before he made eye contact with himself. He hated the witch for many things, but at least she left his eyes. The blue eyes he was born with where the same ones he had now, as strange as it was.

As he stared, he felt something pry and squeeze past his side. A smaller woman with black shoulder length hair and smooth features.

Melanie. She met him at the veterinarian after he was transformed. She still had tear stains on her face. She didn't even look at him as she wordless walked towards our room and closed the door. He watched as she walked away, her shoulder length hair let loose from it's normal bun. She wasn't taking it well.

Del wished he could comfort her, say something to make her laugh or smile but he knew he was as mute as any other horse. And any sounds he could make would probably just make it worse. It felt awful watching the love of his life go through something so tough and not be able to support them. He stared at the door as it swung closed, helpless to do anything to stop it.

Eventually Del felt the need to do something, anything to get his mind off the hell he was currently in. He looked out the window of the back door to the grass filled back yard and felt his now massive stomach rumble. New body, new needs. He moved towards the door, but not before grabbing a rag from the kitchen with his teeth and opening the door with the rag. 'Try to at least attempt to not get teeth marks on everything', he joked in his head.

Del always doubted that he would ever get used to the taste of grass. It wasn't good but it wasn't like awful as it would be to eat it as a human. It has this strange taste of nothing. Bland as it gets. But it was filling and also the only thing he could eat. But it was a way to pass time.

Though he couldn't help but be stuck in his own head. Trying his best to think about anything other then the previous days events. But he had a hard time finding anything positive that didn't lead to something negative. He tried to think about Melanie, but that led to him thinking of what ifs about their relationship. He tried to think about his friends or family, but that just brought worry and anxiety.

Everything he thought off brought those feelings. So he just tried his best to clear his mind. Doing his best to convince himself that he wasn't going to get anywhere by panicking. Deep breaths. Though that brought about him trying to not notice how much air he could take in now, or how he could feel the air move through his hefty body. He tried his best not to think about how demoralizing and belittling the actions he was taking were. He tried not to think about how low he currently felt, how right now at this moment, he was nothing better than your average work horse.

He barred the thoughts.

Tried to pass the time by eating grass.

And pass time it did. An hour passed by before Del finally decided that he was finished eating. He looked towards the horizon to see the sun setting for the day. His second day as a horse, thankfully much less eventful then the first.

He looked back towards the door, deciding if it was even worth the effort of going back inside. But there was no question about it, he needed to go back inside. If anything for the fact that it was warm and safe. But more over he needed to see if Melanie was okay and safe. Though he couldn't pass the feeling of security he felt grass fields behind their house, despite their small size. The feeling worried him. But it was all lost on him for the moment as he squeezed back into the house, barely missing his head on the door frame.

Though as he entered the house he heard something that made him instantly whinny in worry. The sound of Melanie crying.

He practically galloped over to the sound. The sound echoing through the empty house. Quickly finding her locked within the bedroom, her hushed wails echoing through the house.

Melanie was devastated. She was on the end of her rope. Tears flowed down her face as she ran through the events in her head one more time. Her phone rang, she was surprised, as she wasn't expecting any body to call her today. But she would forever remember the call she received from Del's boss the day prior. “I'm not even sure where to begin." She remembered him saying, before he tried to tell her what he knew.

She didn't believe anything he said at first, I mean who would? She had heard the crazy stories on the news about witches, devils and Fae appearing all over the world, but she wrote it off as crazy talk. And of course she did, how could she have known? It was an impossibility in her mind! Well, at least until it happened.

As the call finished, Melanie remembered sprinting to her car and slamming on the gas. Full of panic, the drive stretched on for what felt like hours. The dread boiling to the brim.

She didn't know what to expect. She didn't even know if she had expectations. But the massive horse that stood before her was nothing she could have ever imaged. It easily towered over her by a foot and a half at least. Easily the largest horse she had ever seen, she was scared to even get near it, and it was her boyfriend? She broke immediately. She couldn't even bring herself to look at Del the entire time.

She put up her walls and retreated into her head. Hiding her emotions and pretending to not have any reaction to anything that was going on. Showing no reaction to anything at all.

She didn't say anything as Del's boss gave her his old trailer to hook up with Del's truck. She didn't say anything as one of the farm hands drove her car back to her house. She didn't say anything as Del looked at her. She didn't say anything when she got in the car and drove away. She didn't say anything when she got to the veterinarian for tests. She didn't say a thing when the Vet treated him like any old horse. And she didn't say anything when they got home.

But the second she got behind closed doors she broke. Everything crashed down on her in a second.

She couldn't think of a single way that the relationship that they had previously could possibly continue on. She loved Del with all her heart, but it felt hopelessly wrong to put that same love upon an animal. But even with that out of the picture, she felt like it was impossible to look at that same horse and see the man that she loved. She missed the Del that was with all her heart, and craved his touch beyond anything.

She fidgeted with a small velvet box in her hands. The tears still flowing freely.

She didn't hear Del come back, her unabated crying covering up his weighty clops. She had completely given up on the idea of being vaguely quiet. But she did hear what sounded like an intense scrambling across the floor. A chaos of clops and bumps of furniture. She lifted her head up and wiped the tears out of her eyes. Now taken out of her haze, at least for the moment. Curious in what was happening, She tried her best to listen for some sort of hint.

Eventually she gathered up the courage to stand and got up off the floor. Hobbling over to the door to try and get a better idea of whatever was happening outside. It seemed like it had calmed down as she couldn't hear anything obvious, mostly a lot of trotting at this point. Before, and she could barely make it out, there was a light clicking noise that was vaguely familiar to her.

She put her ear against the door.

“I. LOVE. YOU." A robotic voice spoke as it joined the echos of the house. “I. LOVE. YOU. MELANINE." It repeated in broken English.

A stifled huff as the clicking continued. “MELAINE." Another huff.

Pain hit her instantly as she realized what Del was doing. It hurt even more as she realized what she was doing to Del. There were two sides to this whole encounter, and she was forgetting entirely about what was happening with Del.

Melanie pushed aside her pain and worry to slowly open the door, and as she did so she felt that dense permeating cloud break. Del was crouched down as best a horse could, pencil in his mouth, slowly and methodically pressing keys on his laptop. He was fairly caught up in it, trying his best to spell her name right.

Melanie couldn't help but smile as she watched him furiously try and press the keys. But as she stood there with the door slightly open, Del finally noticed her and perked up. Lifting his hefty head to loom above Mel.

She watched him. Stared at him. Would she ever be able to love him like she did before? What would that even look like? How would they do anything anymore? Had he changed? Is he even the same person that she lov-

“I love you Melanie. I love you and I have always loved you. I know that you like-"

Melanie snapped back into the present as she heard the voice speak. It was him, Del, speaking. She looked back towards the horse that stood in front of her. Somehow expecting to see him, as a human, standing there again. But no, a horse still stood there. One with his head buried back into the laptop that lied on the floor.

At first she was confused but she quickly remembered where that voice had come from. Del was too nervous to ask her out in person so he had sent her a video confessing his feelings. That was two and a half years ago.

Del looked up at Melanie again, meeting her gaze. And as she was lost in the thought of the beautiful moment that had taken place so long ago, she met his eyes, and just for a moment, she saw him. She saw Del not as a horse, but as a person, scared, alone and wanting to help. Sure he had changed physically but he was still the person she knew, the person she loved. The person she cherished and respected. The person that had been there for her through everything. But then in a blink of her eyes, he was back to a horse. But this horse was still him, and even with his new face she still could somehow, despite everything, tell that he was worried for her.

As the memories flew through her shattered walls, Del didn't once break his gaze. With all this worry and pain building again in her head, Mel pushed past the disgust and anxiety she felt and instead dove for the loving embrace she so dearly craved. She threw her around around the fuzzy front of Del's Equine body. Tears once again flowing freely as the emotions overtook her.

But in back of her head she could hear her inner voice telling her how wrong this was, how disgusting it was to have this connection with a horse. But it was all squashed as she felt Del try his best to reciprocate the hug with his head. He was still himself there was no doubt about it.

She let him go and backed up, wiping the tears with her shirt and looking back at him.

“I'm sorry. I…" She began but was quickly cut off by Del nudging her hard and shaking his head. “I… what?"

He huffed and dove back into the computer. “NO. SORRY." Del went to typing again. She couldn't stifle the light smile that grew on her face as he tried his best to slowly and carefully type what he tried to say. Until suddenly he abruptly stopped and stared at the screen.

Mel, confused, crouched down to see tears flowing from his eyes down his snout. She looked at the screen to see the beginnings of a response. “I. MESSED. UP. I. AM. SOR-".

“Nononono, you… you couldn't have known! I… You… We…" Melanie panicked as she tried her best to comfort him but couldn't really figure out where to put her hands or how to hug him if he was bent over.

Del looked at her. His eyes full of tears. She didn't even know that horses could cry.

Del was always the emotionally stable rock of the relationship. But as she watched him cry she quickly felt the need to comfort him in any way that she could. Melanie knew that this was her time. It was her time to show him that she loved her. No matter how much it hurt her for him to go through this, she needed to be there for him.

As this hit her, she wrapped her hands around his neck and began to rub the top of his head. Just like she had done so long before. Though the little voice in her head reminded her that she couldn't ignore how different it was. She pushed past the dissenting thoughts, and did her best to treat him like she did before. He's the same person right? No need to treat him any differently.

“We'll figure this out." She said as she wiped the tears from his eyes. “I'm not sure how, but we will."

Del closed his eyes and lowered his head as she spoke, tears still rolling down his cheeks.

“This isn't your fault, and it never will be." Mel said as she stroked his head. “You couldn't have known that any of this was going to happen, and I will never blame you for it."

Melanie moved forward and put Del's head between her hands. Before staring into his eyes once again and saying. “And, if I don't blame you, you aren't going to blame yourself. I won't let it. You understand?"

And Del did something that he never would have thought a horse could do. He smiled. As tears still flowed down each of his cheeks, a smile bloomed upon his equine face. Mel smiled back as she pressed her forehead into his. Only vaguely noticing that his head was now about the size of her torso.

And as she began to choke up once again, she said. “and… and I love you too, and nothing can change that. Whether you are a human… a horse or hell, a god damn potato. I will still love you."

But she felt her voice falter, she couldn't bring herself to fully believe what she said. But she tried her best to push past it and it worked, sort of, but she could still that vague nagging feeling.

The embrace lasted a few minutes at most. Ending with a “I. LOVE. YOU." as Del tapped his laptop with his foot.

Mel pulled back and looked at Del's equine form, now noticing the dried tears that now stained his brown coat.

“Here let me…" Melanie said as she wiped them off with her shirt, with Del leaning into her touch.

Now more comfortable with his new form. She couldn't help but investigate him more. She was surprised with how bony and tough his face was. She moved her other hand up higher, running it through his dense white mane that flowed down his back. It was silky and smooth, unlike the dense prickly hair that covered his body. It wasn't like anything she had every felt before. Though she hadn't had to many experiences with horses or any animal outside of house pets honestly.

She took in the look of his entire form. Pushing past the brief intense feeling of how wrong this all was and instead trying to focus on supporting Del. She hadn't really gotten a good look at his new body since he was transformed. She had been so caught up in here emotions that she still hadn't taken a moment to just look at him.

Del was massive. Melanie had gotten a vague idea of it when she first saw him, but now that she was really looking at him with the comparison of the house he was massive. At least six feet tall at the shoulders and towering around eight at the head when he was standing straight up. She had never noticed that he was always leaned over inside. Along with that he was broad, though not nearly thick as some of the other draft horses she saw at the farm.

Though he definitely had the same musculature as them. Melanie could easily feel every muscle that lined his body, and they were some muscles. But Del still had this sort of grace that she hadn't seen before. His mane draped over his head and body in the strange but graceful, but it was beautiful she had to admit. Kind of reminded her of Fabio.

“You're beautiful." Melanie said as she continued.

Suddenly as the words left her mouth, Del pulled away. Looking down at the ground and backing off a few feet. Melanie was confused as she tried to piece together what she did wrong, before it all clicked.

She was surprised she never noticed it before, but it felt so obvious now. A quick glance showed, lying between his two back legs and slowly sneaking back up to it's home was his enormous equine cock. Though she could only see it as it made it's way back into it's dense leathery sheath, she could tell that it was easily larger then any porn-stars she had ever seen. Even while it was soft!

Melanie looked back towards his face and saw that even though she couldn't technically see it. He was definitely doing the equine version of blushing.

Though Melanie couldn't hide it as she blushed herself when she released that she was the cause of this.

Thoughts ran through her head like a freight train, a part of her told her that she shouldn't be embarrassed by arousing her lover. It was just like before! Then the other much louder voice screamed about how disgusting this entire set up was. How weird and nasty he was. How this was basically one wrong touch from being bestiality and how everything about this was awful.

With the two trains of thought about to collide Melanie started to desperately look around the room to try and find anything to get out of this awkward moment.

Spotting the refrigerator she nervously chuckled. “Uh… well… Are you… uh… Hungry?" She said as she tried to change the subject.

Del slowly nodded his head still not daring to make eye contact with Mel.

About to turn to the kitchen and get away from this storm of stress, she spotted a mountain of papers on the table.

“Probably should should look at what the doc says you can actually eat." Melanie said with a light chuckle as she looked towards the large packet. It was supposed to contain dietary limitations and other notes like that. So, desperate to get away from this moment she practically dove for them.

Still blushing, she flipped through the pages. With the stress of the previous encounter slowly fading as she read through the document.

“Oh wow." She said, surprised as the text she was reading. “'Throughout my 25 years as a practitioner of the veterinarian trade,I have never seen a equine specimen like Del. His body seems to function more human than horse, as he contains a merge of both variations of organs.'"

“'Through testing I have found that he is able to eat and digest the same food as your usual horse.' Oh alright, that's good." Melanie read. “'But I hypothesize from his organ structure, that he may actually be able to consume meat, and therefore be an omnivore. I also suspect that this may result in other human-like behaviors that I have not noticed yet.'"

Mel looked up from the papers. “Wow. Why did she…" She began to speak but stopped as she noticed Del look back towards the ground.

“Um… Well lets see what we have, and then we can make a decision from that." Mel said as she changed the topic. “Sound good to you?"

Del nodded again without making eye contact.

Swinging open the refrigerator Mel was met with the sight of absolutely nothing besides a half empty gallon of milk and a couple beers. “Oh."

Closing the refrigerator she looked back over towards Del. He was staring at the floor. Completely disconnected from the current situation as far as she could tell. With his attention elsewhere, Melanie couldn't stop herself but catch a glimpse at his new equipment. From where she stood, ten feet or so away she could only get a glimpse of it. But what she saw made her mind conflicted like nothing else.

A sheath of jumbled leather that seemingly protected the equine cock that lied within. As it was sitting there, it was easily bigger than anything Del could bring up before. Even while completely sheathed. From the angle she was standing, she couldn't actually see his balls, but from the comparison, she had to gather that they were just as large.

The voice crept back into her head with the same words. Reminding her how wrong and disgusting this should be for her.

Bestiality is a crime. The voice said.

But is it bestiality if it's literally your sentient transformed boyfriend?

Even if the law doesn't apply what will people think of you?

Those hit her harder than she expected. They echoed effortlessly through her mind. 'What will people think of you?'. Who are you in their eyes? Did it even matter?

With all of those thoughts bouncing through her brain. She looked back up at Del, then back towards the fridge. Panic set in once again, fight or flight sprung in her brain as all this worry and stress built to a peak.

“I'm… I'm… I'm gonna go to the store." She basically whispered as she grabbed her keys and rushed out the door. Before quickly getting and the car and leaving. She didn't even look at him while she left.

Del was lost. The feeling of arousal brought back the memories of what had happened a day before. No one knew what had happened other than him and the scars were still fresh. The trauma of his new cock heavily sliding out brought back the pain of what that witch cursed him to do.

It was just after he transformed. He had locked up in panic and didn't entirely understand what he was doing or what was even happening. He remembered feeling the sweat covering his body along with the soreness of every muscle pounding through his body. He didn't entirely understand the feelings he was having at the time. The witch had turned towards him and laughed, before blowing a bright magically enhanced kiss towards him and flicking a latch on nearby stable.

“You're nothing but a dumb stud."

Once that magic hit him the control that he felt over his new body instantly left him. He was thrown into the back seat in his head and was now a prisoner to his own body. Del, as a spectator, watched as whatever had taken control acted much more equine then he did. Stomping his feet and huffing in a vague irritation. At this point was when he smelled it. A vaguely sweet but heavily earthy smell that was addicting to this new body. A musk that permeated the room he was in. He had noticed it before, but it felt so much more intense now.

Something nudged the stall open. A horse, smaller then him but still quite large. From where he stood he instantly recognized that this creature was what was emanated the musk. His body moved without command. Approaching this new horse and taking in deep whiffs of the smell it released. Before suddenly the horse that stood before him spun around and revealed that it was quite the mare.

An equine vagina. Tear dropped shaped just below the tail and anus. Effortless winking and exposing his overstimulated nose to more of the powerful hormones.

Del remembered the disgust that flew through him as he saw this.

But whatever was controlling his body had the opposite approach. Intense heat built up in his crotch as his massive cock began to grow with arousal. He could feel his heart rate build as the blood began to flow. The hormones burned at his nose and mind, he could feel himself growing conflicted on what was happening.

With his cock now throbbing and slapping his stomach with every pulse, the equine controller wasted no time. Throwing his weight over top the mare and mounting her. Del saw a fireworks show of sensation in his mind as his flagpole of a cock slammed into the wet warmth that lied beneath him.

As he lacked control, Del felt himself lose himself in the sensations. With every thrust of his unwilling muscular thighs his mind spiked in pleasure. He could feel every crevice of the mares vagina, he could feel it gripping his cock. He could feel his massive balls swinging with momentum.

The conflict within him grew to a peak as he felt all of this. He was ashamed and disgusted by everything, but a part of him craved the feeling. He looked through foreign eyes and saw a set of actions that did nothing but fill him with pain. But how could something that feels so good be so bad? The hell he experienced made him want to scream, but alas he had no control.

Del felt as the thoughts of that equine controller began to seep into his mind. The thoughts of mating, breeding, and protecting his herd tried to overwhelm him. But he resisted, he panicked as he tried to protect his sanity from the alien mind. He thought of any that could help him, anything that could save him from this moment.

Until the thought of Melanie brewed within his mind. Of him protecting her, of her comforting him. And like he had been armed with a shield of thought, Del pushed back, but eventually the horse that controlled him climaxed.

His thoughts were overwhelmed with pleasure and ecstasy. With every thrust he felt more and more equine cum slam into the mare. What felt like gallons of cum erupted from within him. But Del held onto his thoughts of Melanie, weakly thinking about his life and what he cherished. Until he felt his entire body slacken over the mare.

And he was in control, but he felt weak and small.

The witch was gone, and eventually one of the farmhands found him. He convinced him he was Del, and eventually he ended up at his home.

Del snapped back to reality, instantly looking around for Mel in a panic, before he vaguely remembered her leaving. He huffed in sadness, already missing her. Del began to feel himself delve deeper into a pit of depression. He felt useless, disgusting and nasty. He felt like he was nothing more than a stupid horse. He felt that Melanie reflected these thoughts. The memories of her looking at him in disgust or her faltering when she said I love you all were brought to the surface. The pain was real and the doubt was ever present.

'How could Mel ever love me? That witch was right, I am nothing more than a stupid stud.'

Mel was lost in thought. She needed to get out of the house to clear her head. Everything was happening too fast and she just didn't know how to process any of it. She basically sprinted to her car and slammed the door shut. Before starting it and taking a deep breath. Beginning her journey to the store.

She spent most of the car ride, thinking about what her new life would entail. She wanted to think about the basics that would change, transportation, food, that sort. But her mind kept drifting towards the larger things. Money, communication, and especially what people would think about them. She had never considered herself a person to think about that sort of stuff. To not be vain was always something she prided herself on. But this was such a large change that was so different from the norm she couldn't ignore it.

Eventually she arrived at the store and parked the car. But as she did her thoughts drifted back towards the more intimate side of their relationship. She couldn't get the image of Del's thick sheath out of her mind. It felt so wrong, but she couldn't help but start to be a little aroused by the thought. She felt one part of her scream about how wrong it was but the other tried it's best to convince her that it was fine because it was her boyfriend.

But was it? He was still, anatomically a horse. Or at least a human horse hybrid, she really did need to read more of those notes. But he looked like a horse, felt like a horse… So he must be a… But he didn't act like one. Her mind returned back to the intimate moment they had not long ago. How comforted and safe she felt next to Del. She needed to do something for him, she just didn't know what. She needed to prove to him that she still loved him, because god knows she didn't do a good job before.

Until an idea hit her. She whipped out her phone and did the quickest research she had ever done. Before with a basic understanding of horse diets plus the notes the vet made, she went in the store. Eventually emerging with two large bags and a large smile on her face. He was going to love this.

She arrived home still beaming. But she tried her best to be as quiet as she could, she wanted to surprise him with this. Thankfully it was late now and the sun had gone down. She hoped that he had gone asleep, and thankfully, as she opened the door he was.

Melanie smiled as she saw him. He was laying down on top of their large couch, almost entirely filling up the space. She had bought that thing for pennies and it withstood everything. But as she watched his equine form shift with every breath, she felt a pang of disgust, if but for a moment. But she squashed in immediately. She loved him for who he was, and she needed to show that. Both to herself and to him.

So, she silently moved all of the groceries to the counter and began to unpack everything. The smile returned back to her face as she prepared.

She was screaming at him. Screaming at how disgusting and revolting he was. Threatening to run away and find some new man. He was nothing, and awful disgusting creature that deserved nothing more than to fuck some mares. Punches came, but they were light and sort of… sharp?

Del woke up as another foreign object smacked the tip of his nose. Instinctively he lowed his ears and prepared to cower before he opened his eyes and released they were paper balls. Mel stifled a laugh as she threw another one towards him. Del's jaw dropped as he looked towards her.

Red lights encompassed a large 'I love you' sign made out of balloons. Mel stood there smiling like an idiot as she watched Del look in awe.

“Well come on, your food's getting cold!" Mel said with a laugh as she started pulling out food.

Del stumbled onto his feet, leaving the couch as it groaned. He looked over all Melanie had done. There was a bowl of apples and a bowl of salad. But next to it was a cake. A little two story white cake with little red accents. But on top lied one of those little wedding topper type pieces. But instead of a married couple there was a vaguely humanoid shape standing next to a horse.

“I got the salad and some apples but I felt that I needed something else. Now the doc says you can eat sugar but I do have a vegetable cake just in ca-" Melanie began to speak before she was cut off by Del throwing his neck around her and forcing her to hug him.

She threw her arms around him and tried her best not to cry again. She ran her hands through his coat.

“I… I can't imagine what your going through right now…. and I can't even begin to think about what I would do if I was you… but I know what I would want if I did." She said with a sniffle.

“So… I love you." Tears started to fall. “And I mean it this time. I do. I haven't met anyone who is as caring or as thoughtful as you are."

She felt Del pull her in closer. “And I don't want this to end. I never want this to end. You are my perfect match and just because some fucking witch wants to ruin your life doesn't mean I will follow along with it."

Again Del pulled her in closer. “I know that you are probably scared or worried that I will hate you or desert you but I won't. I will never leave your side as long as I can help it."

Del pushed her even harder, squeezing most of the air out of her. “Ack- can't breathe."

Immediately Del pulled back and looked towards her in concern. “I'm alright. I'm alright."

She looked back at Del as she caught her breath. Once again taking a look at his long equine muzzle, a brown coat covering it all. His tall ears pointed towards her eager to hear her voice. But most of all she noticed tears that once again stained his cheeks. She traced the tears towards his beautiful blue eyes, the highlight of his face. So much had changed and he looked so different but yet she could see him, it was weird he still looked like him in a vague way. She could feel the tension building, as they made eye contact once again.

She broke eye contact if but for a moment to look towards his mouth, more specifically his lips. She could how large they were how muscular they were. She couldn't help but notice how animalistic they were. But just on the corners, she noticed a smile rising as he looked at her. She felt the tension peak.

“Fuck it." She said as she quickly grabbed both sides of his head and dove into long heartfelt kiss. Del pulled back surprised at first before leaning into it heavily, returning the feeling. Melanie could feel how rough his hide was, and how sharp the dense hair felt. But it didn't matter to her. The feeling of safety and intimacy that filled her pushed away any of those thoughts.

She pulled back. Del tried to follow, still craving the love. Melanie looked at him and smiled. He felt different but it was the same feeling. “I love you too."

For a few moments they sat there watching each other before the rumbling of stomachs interrupted their tender moment. Melanie couldn't help but giggle as she watched him eye the food.

“Alright, I guess we can eat now." She said with a laugh.

Del looked back towards her smiling and nudged her as he walked towards the food. And with a small whinny he grabbed and apple and started chomping away.

“Ha, you're welcome." Mel said as she watched him. Until she saw him start to plow into the salad. “Hey, wait a minute! I need some."

Melanie grabbed a plate and tried to push him out of the way. Before realizing he was a stiff as a brick wall. “Move… you… asshole…" She struggled.

Del just turned towards Melanie and gave a long lick across her face with his massive tongue. She felt the flecks of salad and apple stick to her skin. “Ah you dick!" She said with a laugh as she wiped the spit off her face.

Grabbing a rag she cleaned up before grabbing the large salad bowl and sliding it over to her. Del whined in contest. “I have to eat too you know." She said as she poked his nose with the back end of her fork. She put a large serving of the salad and grabbed an apple.

“And save room for some of the cake! I want to see if you'll like it." She said with a smile.

Del looked towards her as he ate. Melanie's smile grew wider. “I'm glad you like it. I asked them to put extra pecans."

Del lifted his head out of the bowl, absolutely covered in the ingredients, and gave a weighty nod. And as Del did this Melanie couldn't help but be surprised on how quickly he was emptying the whole massive salad bowl. In about a minute he had eaten as much salad as she did in a couple days.

Once it was empty Del looked towards Melanie expectantly. “Oh, sorry, I was… uh…" She stopped talking as she ate her food quickly excited to move on to the next part of this meal. But as she chomped away at the food still in her mouth she watched as Del grabbed a nearby rag, and picked up his computer to bring it over. As she ate her food she watched as he used the stylus to quickly tap on the laptop, a destination in mind.

“Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Melanie…" He paused as his voice continued on. Another video clip of him.

“It's not…" She sighed with a smile. “Out of all the videos you chose… It's your cake you know."

She finished up the rest of her food as the expectant horse looked on. “Time for cake?" She asked.

He nodded vigorously. “Ha, Okay then."

She pulled a knife from the drawer and pulled the cake over to her. It wasn't gourmet made or anything. It was just a store bought cake that she shoved some desk toppers on. It was as basic as the come but she had known him long enough to know that he would like it.

“You've got that voice thing. How much do you want?" She asked.

Del flinched before diving in the computer. “LITTLE. THEN LOT."

“Ah, you wanna try it? Alright." She said as she carved a little slice off and served it on a plate towards him.

Del was hesitant to eat the cake. Horses weren't exactly known for their wide palates and even though the doctor said it was fine he was still nervous. But as Melanie pushed his plate over towards him, he saw the pink innards with red sauce lining the inside. Instantly his eyes darted back up to Melanie with joy.

“Strawberry. I had a feeling you'd want it." She said with a chuckle.

Overjoyed but still cautious he took a small nibble of the cake. It tasted amazing, just like before, maybe even better. But as he swallowed he grunted as his entire stomach area was filled with pain. He began to double over and almost puked before it all stopped. He got up confused waiting for death or something and yet he was fine.

“Uhhh…" Melanie said beginning to panic as she was unsure what to do. “Are you okay?".

Del quickly nodded to quell the panic, he felt fine. But wasn't entirely certain what happened. But stranger still he felt that he could eat the cake now, as if something in the back of his mind was whispering the words.

Melanie flinched as he took another small nibble. “Wait Wha… Didn't that just hurt you?" She quietly yelled.

More eager to try the cake again to then to explain himself he continued to eat. The taste was the same, but the pain never came. He felt fine. If anything he felt better than before. Shrugging he ate the rest of small slice in one bite without issue. Savoring the delicious and sweet taste that filled his mouth with every bite. It reminded him of love and comfort. Everything he craved in life. Even better still when he opened his eyes, he was greeted with the same feeling as Melanie looked on with worry.

Dell nodded slowly as the flavors molded and melted in his mouth. He slowly leaned over to the laptop again. “MORE. PLEASE."

Melanie still shocked and confused looked on with worry as she said. “Are you sure you are okay?"

Del nodded.

Her worry parting if only a little, she nodded and cut a massive slice of cake off and put it on his plate. Del smiled like an idiot as she pushed it over to him, and as she dropped it there. He was infatuated with it, taking small but thoughtful bites. Letting the taste overwhelm him. He was lost in a sea of strawberry pleasure. Every tiny methodical bite was another burst of sweetness that filled him with every good feeling imaginable.

As Melanie's worry dispersed she cut herself her own slice. Watching him be coated in happiness was enough to show that he was more than fine with this cake. But as she began to eat it she didn't nearly like the cake as much as him. She actually kind of hated the taste of processed strawberry. But she wasn't going to show that. She got all she could ever want by watching as Del happily surely ate more and more of the cake. It was so weird to watch such a large beast eat with such a meticulous and slow nature and then look so happy afterwards. Though eventually he did get through his first slice, and after asking for another he had eaten the vast majority of the rather large cake.

With the second slice in his stomach he rested his large head on the table. His eyes closed as he smiled unabashedly. He hadn't changed a bit. He still absolutely loved stock standard strawberry cake. Melanie watched him with a smile, her mind drifted back to the original reason she did all of this. To show her love, to show her intimacy.

Would it be worth it?

She finished up the rest of her piece and cleaned herself up with the rag. Looking back at Del's content face she could see that his smile hadn't faded. Though it was also covered in thousands of tiny pieces of cake. Melanie took a deep breath.

She had to at least give it a shot.

Grabbing a rag from the kitchen she headed over to Del's side of the table. She brought the rag to his face and slowly she wiped off the plethora of sugary debris. Del flinched at her touch but quickly leaned into it as he realized what was happening. She took her long strokes with leisure as the crumbs tumbled to the ground. She looked at his shiny brown coat, his beautiful white mane. He was certainly a beautiful horse.

With most of the crumbs now gone, she let herself explore once again. Leaving a hand on Del's face she ran her other down his neck. Feeling the ridges of his muscles and the density of his coat. Melanie could feel the excitement start to build, but then the worry and shame flew back just as fast. Emotions were colliding in her head so hard that she could barely think, she needed to do this. She left her hand on his neck as she sighed. She needed to try, or at least just ask.

“I… I want to… I want to try-."

Del began to pull back. She could barely see movement between his legs. Talk about a tell.

“No!-" She blurted out, as if by pure reaction. “I… I love you, and…"

Del stopped, opened his eyes, and made eye contact with her. She didn't need him to say what she saw. With the doubt in his eyes, and the furrowed brow, the slight frown. He said as clear as day. “Are you sure? Do you really believe that?"

“I love you more than anything." She said, the truest thing she has ever said. “And though I am conflicted on a lot of things…"She sighed again before looking up at Del's eyes and smiling. “I will never stop loving you for who you are."

She ran her hand through his mane again. “and I want to prove that to you with more than cake."

She looked at him lovingly, she watched him as his worry slowly started to dissolve. “I'm not sure how… But I want to try."

Del's mind was completely overwhelmed. All of the parts of his mind were colliding with each other. It was a battlefield of thought, with no clear winner. But as Melanie spoke with such love and determination, one side conquered all. He made his decision.

Del nodded. Slowly at first but as he convinced himself he clearly nodded. He wanted to try.

Melanie smiled. “Really? Oh- Uh… Awesome!" She looked around the dining room. All of the windows made her feel extremely exposed. “Uh… Not here though. Bedroom?"

He smiled and nodded.

Melanie nodded back, beginning to get more excited. “I'll go take a shower then, and I'll meet you in the bedroom!"

He nodded again as she ran off into the bedroom bathroom. He slowly but hesitantly took the steps behind her. Each weighty step reminding him of what he was. Del was having a very hard time grasping what was happening. His mind was chaos. Though the part of him that loved Melanie was winning, the part of him that felt weak and disgusting screamed at him that she was lying, and this was scheme to hurt him. He was a sad nasty farm animal in the end, and deserved to be treated as one.

But then again, she did look genuinely excited for this. That smile, and those words were anything but dishonest. He slowly pushed the bedroom door open and heard her turn the shower on. He tried to think of if there was any way to clean himself up but came up empty.

He towards the bed, it was one of those overkill steel frame beds so it probably could take his considerable weight. He remembered bringing it in here when the first bought the house. It was such a pain in the ass, took four people, and then three people to assemble the damn thing. He smiled at the memory. But carved into the wooden headboard lied a “D+M" surrounded by a heart. He looked back towards the bathroom door.

It started to click. She kept saying it but, something in his head had believed his delusional thoughts over reality. She really did love him, for who he was. As he kept his eyes on the door he decided. If she was going to put the effort out to show that she loved him, he was going to do the same. He nodded to himself and began to look around the room. Instantly getting stumped. How the hell were they going to do this? And as that thought went through his head, the door to the bathroom swung open. Revealing Melanie's now clean, and dried off body, wrapped in a towel. He huffed, she loved doing this.

“Hey, you act like we haven't done this before. You know the deal. You see the goods when you earn it." Melanie said, leaving Del blushing as she adopted a more dominating attitude.

Del smiled and nodded, ready for her commands.

Even from what he could see, he was instantly enamored with her beauty. Her features seemed to twinkle in the light of the bathroom. Her smooth features and her gorgeous black hair that framed her soft face.

Melanie looked over Del. She scanned him like a predator watching prey. A smile grew on her face. “You are absolutely beautiful."

Del blushed as she spoke, looking away.

“Always so modest."

Surprisingly both herself and Del she rushed forward and suddenly pulled his head down and kissed him heavily. At first the roughness of his skin and strange feeling of his lips bothered her. But those feelings were long gone, instead being replaced by safety and security. With her courage at an all time high, she pushed her tongue through his strong lips to explore. The warmth, the roughness, the size, all these things were so different from her. She could taste the cake but also what tasted like grass.

Though quickly she ran into his large teeth, much larger than hers. But as she explored, she felt his tongue tap hers. She leaned into the kiss heavier trying to push her tongue farther in vain. But instead she was met with more and more of his tongue exploring hers, his tongue entirely wrapped around hers and before pushing past it. And in almost an instant her entire mouth was full of thick warm horse tongue.

She pulled back as her breath left her and she began to cough heavily, yet the smile didn't break on her face. Del panicked though, quickly nudging her with his head with worry. “Ack- I'm fine!"

She took a deep breath and began to chuckle. “You just gotta… just gotta remember I'm a lot smaller than you!"

Del looked away quickly. Melanie could see him blush. “Oh is that what gets you?" She said with a laugh.

Melanie's smile grew wider as she watched Del. He was just so beautiful and she loved him so much. She had fallen for his looks all over again.

She pulled him back in and kissed him just as suddenly. Again they both explored each other's mouths, though Del did it a lot more than Mel did. With the size difference being what it was. But they made out, both of them fully embracing each other and basking in the feelings. Without the powerful emotions overwhelming her she could take in this moment for what it was. Leaving her to experience the smells of Del for the first time. She could smell the grass, the sweat, and this strange earthen smell that she couldn't really relate to anything else.

Del got a big whiff of her beautiful smells as well. He basked in how sweet the perfume she put on two days smelled. He could smell the sweet, the cake, and even the building wetness between her thighs. His nose was definitely something crazy.

Melanie could feel the arousal building slowly, the heat of the moment. Del could definitely feel it as well. She pulled back to catch her breath and wiped the drool that dripped from her face. She chuckled and held Del's head in her hands. The locked eyes, both of them had love in their sights. Del still clearly wanted to keep going and so did she. With everything moving as it was, she wanted more, she wanted to explore. She could barely hold herself together.

Breathing heavily she looked at Del's body again and then looked around the room.

“Lay on your back on the bed. We'll figure it out from there."

He nodded eagerly, quickly making his way to the bed and throwing his hooves over to do his best to climb up. Clumsily he mounted the bed and pulled himself up stumbling and falling onto his side as he did so. Melanie attempted to help but quickly realized that he was far to large and heavy for he to do anything. Instead she attempted to guide him by pulling him towards where he needed to go.

“Ah- almost... got... it!" She said as she pulled him to the side.

Del responded with grunts and light whinnies as he flopped onto his side and shifted over to on his back. But as he rested there with the base of his neck firmly placed against the headboards Melanie got another reminder of his shear size. He took up the entirety of their king sized bed, and he still didn't even fit length wise. A good half a foot hung off the back of the bed. She realized this because as she moved from his side she could see his tail draping over the edge revealing his cock, balls, and anus.

She couldn't stifle the small gasp that she made as she watched his weighty nuts shift from his movement. Each one of his brown leathery balls was a bit bigger than a soft ball and looked much heavier then one. She followed the hide they lied in up to the sheath she had spied not long ago. Though she couldn't really get a good look at it from this angle, but she could feel her excitement starting to bubble at the idea. Below she couldn't help but see his large equine asshole, and seeing as she had never seen the back end of horse before, she was more than surprised by the size and also the sort of doughnut shape of it.

Continuing on Melanie couldn't stop herself as she walked closer to the tantalizing prize just out of sight. Her arousal was just to much for her to say no too. But as she got close she was quick to notice that she was not going to have an easy time reaching anything from where she was standing, the bed frame was just too tall. All that she was left with was an excellent view of his massive asshole. Something she wasn't too excited to be this close, with the smell of horse dung being a bit much for her at the moment.

Instead she walked over to his side and tried her best to climb on the bed. Though with him on it, she was left with only around a half a foot of space to clamber up. But eventually got the grip she needed to stand on the side of the bed. As she stood there she looked over to Del and kissed him on the lips again. Savoring the taste and the feeling. While doing so she dropped the towel that engulfed her form.

On a first glance, you wouldn't call her body 'thin' but you wouldn't also call her 'fat' either. A good mix of chubby that Del had always loved. Though the stand out feature of her body was her massive DD breasts. They stood out heavily on her 5,4 frame. Though she normally covered them with baggy clothing. Del's eyes went wide at the sight, she looked so beautiful.

She spun around and straddled the middle of his stomach to look dead on towards his cock and balls. With the sight of his lover straddling him, Melanie watched as his dick slowly started to grow in size. Slowly emerging from the thick leather sheath that had protected it before, his blunt equine cock was large even on horse standards. Quickly monopolizing on the scenario, Melanie grabbed the massive tool with two hands, savoring the weight. Though with it still mostly flaccid, the size of his cock was unimaginable to her. It was already almost as thick as a beer can and it was still growing.

“Yeah, there is no way this is gonna fit." She said with a chuckle. Though she looked over her shoulder and continued. “But that just means I am gonna have to give it to you in another way."

Del nodded enthusiastically.

Melanie smiled as she lifted his still growing shaft. With it in her hands she could feel his heart as his cock grew fatter, longer, and heavier with each pulse. Melanie couldn't take her eyes of it, she was infatuated as she ran a hand along his molted length, stopping to feel along the thick ring of flesh that lied in the middle and continuing up further to the large flared head. She could feel as it grew more and more, slowly creeping closer and closer to where she sat. It's shear size and density fueled her own burning arousal. As it grew she could both feel the heat of his massive body began to build, along with his thick earthen musk start to emanate and fill the room. It was a powerful smell that permeated the area around her, she took a massive sniff and continued to service his cock, savoring his delicious musk.

Eventually, she was face to face with the head of his now three foot long erect cock. It's dense flare demanding attention from her soft hands. Melanie continued to stroke it, and while doing so she spotted a large dollop of pre-cum slowly start to roll down the head. Seeings this, she licked a line all the way from the base of the shaft to the top of the head, swallowing the spurting liquid and savoring it's salty taste. Still running her hands up and down the length as she made out with the head. Del could only huff from the pure pleasure.

Del was in heaven. This was so much better than before, his new dick was so much more sensitive and he was feeling it to it's full extent. He was lost in the sensations, only opening his eyes when he felt two large weights impact the side of his dick, only to see that Melanie was giving him a boob job. Along with that he could feel Melanie start to grind her crotch against his stomach, though he wished he could reach her to give her the same pleasure that he was feeling.

Melanie moans joined Del's huffs and whinnies, both of them now fully feeling the heat of the passion. Melanie, with one hand still caressing the length of his shaft, moved the other down to grab one his soft balls sized testicles and began to fondle it. And after some rearranging she was able to reach it and massage the massive organ.

This caused Del's arousal to sky rocket, as he now quickly felt it begin to peak. He huffed loader and could feel his body began to tense up. Melanie watched as the veins of his massive cock began to bulge and flare began to expand quickly. She kept to her pace of caressing the shaft and heavily massaging his balls. She could feel her own passions building as she grinded.

Then in an instant, Del let out a loud whinny as he felt his entire body tense up, with all of his massive muscles flexing as his balls pulled in close and his flare bulged. Melanie feeling this, squeezed with both hands and tried in vain to put her entire mouth around the now dinner plate sized flare. But as Del climaxed she felt the flood of cum slam into the back of her mouth and quickly fill up her entire mouth. She tried to swallow most of it, but after the fourth gulp she couldn't stomach any more.

With weak thrusts, Del forced more and more cum to fling out of his dick and spray all throughout the room. Melanie continued to milk more and more of the cum out with her tits. Though it seemed to last forever, as more and more of the fluid seemed to coat both of the lovers. But with the last few thrusts, Melanie felt the last of the torrent of cum end as the cock in her grasp fell limp in her arms. She followed the cock as it slowly fell and softened, until she was laying down fully on his stomach. Both of them laid in embrace, breathing heavily and covered in sweat.

Del looked down towards the exhausted Melanie. From where he was he could only see her now soaked cunt facing him. Wanting her to feel as good as he just felt, he leaned over and brought his head down to her crotch. Melanie moaned as his hot breath tickled her sensitive skin, before practically screaming as he pushed is long thick tongue down her sensitive hole. He could taste the contrasting tastes of both her salty sweat but her sweet wetness.

Further down he used his tongue to explore his lover's vagina. Savoring each moan and groan she made as he pressed down on every lump and bump he could find. Before he pressed one particular bump and she screamed in pleasure. “Don't- Don't you FUCKING stop!" He smiled like an idiot as he did exactly what he did before just again. He could feel her entire heating up more and more as her moans grew deeper and louder. Though suddenly Melanie let out a whimper and tensed up. He could feel a splattering of sweet fluid hit his face. She fell limp upon his stomach and with heavy breaths spoke softly. “That… was… amazing…"

Del also breathing heavily smiled as he whinnied in agreement. They both rested in beautiful embrace, equally vulnerable and safe. Melanie eventually dragged herself up to Del's head, looking in his eyes and smiling. Del smiled back and licked her face heavily, both because he loved her, and also because she was still covered in slimy cum. She laughed lightly before wrapping herself around his neck.

Melanie was indescribably content with her life at the moment. She felt like there was nothing else she could ever want in her life. She wanted to stay in this moment for ever, and never look forward or back. She loved Del so much, and he loved her so much. Mel was happy. Though she grunted in surprised as Del turned over from his back onto his side bringing her tumbling with him.

She looked towards him in worry before she realized, as he looked towards her with an apologetic look. He was just trying to get comfortable. She chuckled as she moved closer to him and snuggled between his front legs. As she laid there, Del rested his massive neck over her shoulder fully embracing her. She closed her eyes.

They were happy.