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A few hours later Jason was once again back to his old self, both physically and mentally, though he could still hear the whispers of programming and more than once he found himself immediately doing something Renzyl asked him. The rubber dragon chuckled and explained it was the residual programing; he would likely be like that for a little while, a fact that caused the human to blush in both embarrassment and arousal. After he had taken off the suit and regained his mind he still remembered everything that happened to him, especially when he had been possessed by Jithir and the subsequent training. It also felt very strange when he had initially taken off the suit and even as they walked across the courtyard it didn't feel right as he wore clothing for this first time since he could remember.

Renzyl had been describing that they were going to take the day and check out a few of the defensive measures that the realm had and talk to those who helped guard it when they saw something that caused the rubber dragon to pause. To Jason it looked like one of those stuffed plush toys made of black leather as they got closer. "Why Santer," Renzyl said, the glowing yellow eyes of the other male looking up at him upon hearing his name. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"

"I'm picking up that group that wanted to do the pony play stuff," Santer replied as he held up the harnesses. "Remember? In exchange you have a bunch of pent up stallions that are going to spend some time in the viper pit."

Oh, of course," Renzyl stated as he put his hand to his head. "Forgive me, Chrono has been unavailable as of late and I didn't even think to check his schedule to make sure that nothing like that was happening today. I'm sure my minions are all waiting patiently in the courtyard for you to arrive, let me just find someone to take my charge here out to the borderlands and then I can accompany you to pick up those that will be staying in the pit."

"Actually..." Jason spoke up, causing the two Nexus creatures to look down at him. "I was wondering if I could try out this pony play experience?"

"Oh really?" Santer said, a grin on his muzzle as Renzyl crossed his arms in front of him. "Is this dragon boring you?"

"Oh!" Jason quickly stated, shaking his head and his hands. "No no no, nothing like that, but my friends took me to this club once that had pony play in it and I really wanted to try it only to find out they had ran out of loaner gear. I ended up having to sit and watch, but something tells me that this will be far more satisfying then what I could have had there."

"You better believe it," Santer grinned, looking over at Renzyl. "What do you say Renzyl? Care to let your guest here indulge in something that he's been desiring to do, or are you going to deny him?"

That seemed to strike a chord with the rubber dragon and he just huffed before turning his head away. "It would be rather unfair of me to do such a thing," he stated before pointing a finger at the leather horse. "But if you poach him from me I swear the next race you'll be running is from the vipers that I bring back to your realm untransformed, you understand me?"

"I wouldn't dream of doing such a thing," Santer replied with a snort. "Let's go get the rest of the herd and set out on the dusty trails.."

Renzyl led both Jason and Santer to the other side of the manor, which felt like a shorter trip then it should have been for such an expansive space as they went to the courtyard. There they found a dozen or so rubber reptilian creatures sitting there, some of them already in latex harnesses while others were on one another's shoulders pretending to ride around. That all stopped as soon as they saw Renzyl standing there and immediately came to attention. Once they were all in line the rubber dragon allowed the leather horse to take the lead and instructed all of them to discard any gear that they think they might need since everything will be provided there.

Jason felt his excitement rise when Santer explained everything that was about to happen, experiencing everything from the more traditional pony play to the obviously augmented form, though he kept a lot of details secret. Once he was done with a few ground rules to be followed in his realm the leather horse turned around and stamped his hoof foot on the ground, causing a tear to open in the air and a portal to form. Santer went through first with Renzyl and Jason right behind him, and then the group of eager individuals trailing in the back.

Though the human wasn't sure what he would be in for when he crossed the threshold what he saw surprised him slightly. It looked like a cattle ranch, except that instead of cattle and horses there were equine and bovine leather anthros everywhere in various states of get up from cowboy outfits to harnesses and even naked. "I see you went with the homestead theme this time," Renzyl commented as he looked around. "Thought you might opt for the racetrack instead."

"That's for a completely different type of pony play," Santer replied while sticking out his tongue before putting his fingers into his muzzle and whistling. Almost immediately about a dozen leather creatures, mostly horses, walked up and greeted those that just came in. "These are yours Renzyl; I'd say something clever about horses and snakes but nothing is really coming to mind at the moment."

"Probably for the best," Renzyl shot back before motioning for those in the horse group to follow him back through the still open portal before closing. As the air shimmered and the tear faded away Jason realized that for the first time since he had come to this strange place he wasn't in the care of Renzyl anymore. Instead his fate rested with the large, muscular black leather mustang who put a cowboy hat on his head.

The first thing that Santer told them all to do was go to the stables where they would be given their gear, Jason following the group as he felt remarkably out of place. He was literally the only non-rubber creature there and felt himself getting a lot of stares from the others in the realm. Even those that he was traveling with gave him a few hungry looks before their attentions were brought to another muscular leather horse. Though Jason wasn't great on breeds he guessed that the one before him was modeled after a palomino horse with golden leather skin and white mane and tail.

"Hello there all my soon to be studs," the equine said as he wrote something down on a tablet, causing all in the group to snicker including Jason. "My name is Clyde and I am Santer's second, which means if he's not giving you commands I am. Now you've all been given a bunk here at the stables here that will be shared with your handler, they will be the one that you listen to if I'm not here either, understood?"

Everyone in their group nodded and Clyde began to rattle off the room assignments, the rubber creatures all making their way to where they were supposed to be. Eventually all the reptiles had disappeared behind the doors and left Jason alone as the palomino looked at him with a small measure of surprise. "Oh... I didn't think that we were supposed to have any humans today," he said as he began to scroll through his tablet, reminding Jason somewhat of Chrono. "I'm guessing you're not a stray since you haven't run screaming from this place after seeing us, but I don't quite know what realm you came from then..."

"He's also from Renzyl's realm," Santer's voice spoke up as he came to the side of the human. "But this colt here was very interested in the concept of pony play and it would be most unkind of me to not oblige. I reckon that I could put him in your care, I already opened up an additional stall for you two that's a little nicer than the others as my way of making it up to you for the extra burden."

"While I would say that's not necessary I would never turn a gift down like that Master Santer," the palomino said with a bow. "Is his gear already there for me to change him into?"

Santer nodded and the two discussed a few more things until the Nexus creature told the two to have fun and walked out of the stable. Once he was gone Clyde motioned for Jason to follow him down towards the end of the building where there were several doors that did not look similar to the ones that the others had gone into. When the leather palomino opened one of them Jason poked his head inside and saw a rather large space that looked more like a bunkhouse room than a stable. There were two beds on top of one another, a table and chairs, and a few other amenities. What drew the human's attention immediately though was the large pile of leather gear that was sitting on the table.

The second that they were inside and the door was closed behind them Clyde ordered Jason to strip, and whether it was still the lingering effects of the drone suit or the authority that the other male exerted the human found himself doing so quickly. Soon he found himself standing naked yet again as the leather stallion looked him over, waving his mane back in forth before Clyde got closer to his body. "Not bad as far as humans go," Clyde said in approval. "It's good that Santer is prepared for unexpected guests, I don't know how well our adaptive suits would have done to someone that wasn't made out of rubber."

Jason shivered slightly when he felt the textured hands roam over his body and jumped a little when the creature cupped his package. Once Clyde was done sizing him up he went over to the table and grabbed the first two pieces of gear, a pair of hoof boots that would go up to the middle of his calves. Jason suddenly felt the smooth wood of the chair beneath his bare butt as the palomino put him down and grabbed his legs. Mentally the human wondered if this was going to actually transform him into a horse creature or if it would just be a costume like the dragon suit from before, but it looked like Clyde wasn't going to tell him either way as he lifted one of his feet. The boots were slowly slid onto Jason's feet and by the time the second one had been pressed up all the way on his skin he was starting to sport an erection.

"Very responsive," Clyde said with a grin as Jason felt himself blush, trying to will down his erection. "Let's get you on your feet and moving around before we move onto the next pieces." Together the two got Jason up and as he felt the new weight distribution he wobbled back and forth several times. The boots forced his feet into an odd posture to the point where he felt like he was leaning forward all the time, though he was capable of standing completely upright.

"I... didn't think that it would be this hard," Jason said as he took a few steps in the boots, looking up to see Clyde smirking slightly as his eyes locked onto the stiff member the human had. "I mean, walking in these, would be hard."

"Oh I know exactly what you are saying," Clyde replied as the grin on his muzzle grew while he went back to the table. "It can be a bit difficult to adjust to the new stance but with it you'd actually have the capability to run on all fours while still maintaining the option of remaining upright as you are now. Don't worry, I'll have you trained before the three weeks is up."

"Wait, three weeks?" Jason asked, the leather palomino nodding his head. "I didn't realize that it would be that long..."

"Well I'm going to have you so busy that you won't even realize that they've gone by until Renzyl comes to pick you up," Clyde replied as he picked up another article of the suit. "In any case let's keep you going from the bottom up, which means that its tail and cock next. At least it's going to be easy to guide in with you already aroused."

Jason managed to maneuver his body around so that he could see what the stallion was holding, his eyes widening at what was essentially a leather thong with a leather horse tail on one end and a thick black leather horse cock on the other. This time Clyde was the one that got down and positioned the thong underneath the hooved feet before he told Jason to lift one foot up, then the other so that he could get it around them. Once it was in position the stallion quickly slid the thong upwards, remaining on his knees in order to adjust it. The human could feel the tail behind him against his rear as he shuddered from the other male's hands on his member in order to guide it into the leather sheath.

It didn't take long before everything was secured, Clyde's fingers wrapped around the base of the leather cock sheath to make sure. Then, to Jason's surprise, the palomino took the head of the thick cock into his mouth and wrapped his lips around it. Even though it was just the leather portion Jason could feel the ministrations of the foot-long leather appendage like it was all his own. When the human let out a moan in response the equine took that as a signal and bobbed his long muzzle up and down, taking the entirety of it with ease as his other hand fondled the black sack that contained his balls.

Already stimulated by the suit itself it didn't take long for the expert maw and tongue of the equine between his legs to get Jason to cum, his hands tangling around the surprisingly soft mane of the other creature as he jammed his hips forward and shot his seed down into the other male's throat. Clyde grabbed onto Jason's rear and kept as much of it in his maw as possible before finally releasing him once he was fully spent. "Wh... whoa..." Jason said between pants. "Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?"

"Make sure that everything was aligned properly," Clyde replied after pulling himself off the thick appendage as it softened and dangled between the otherwise human thighs. "Shall we move on?"

With the afterglow of his orgasm still effervescent in his body Jason just found himself nodding, letting Clyde move him back towards the table for the next part. He couldn't help but look down at himself in awe as the palomino gathered up the next parts; even though the costume partially covered his otherwise human form the hooves and the matching cock made his lower body look definitively horse-like in nature. Even his backside looked more equine with the white leather tail framing his still human butt, Jason giving it a little shake to watch the hairs spill over one another in its movement. Just as he thought about moving however he felt something get slid onto his left hand and turned back to see another hoof staring him in the face.

The hoof glove was made of the same white leather as the other pieces, save his horsecock sleeve, and when he tried to move his fingers in it he found them affixed in a curled position. The leather went all the way up to his elbow and when he experimented on if he could shake it off he found that it was practically suctioned to him to the point where he didn't know if he could remove it by himdrlg. As he studied that one Clyde managed to put the other glove on him completely, rendering both hands completely useless as he moved the hooved appendages around. After giving them a clap together he found that they were quite sturdy just like the ones on his feet.

"I take it I won't be really feeding myself anytime soon," Jason stated, Clyde chuckling in response.

"This is why each of you get a specialized handler," Clyde explained as he got the last piece that was on the table, a white leather horse hood complete with black mane that flowed down it. "The idea here is that you will not be treated like a human, you will be treated like one of those in Santer's realm who have embraced the life of the horse like myself. If that's too intense for you tell me now, otherwise once I put this piece on you I will expect your full immersion into this experience."

There was a moment of silence as Clyde continued to stand there, the horse head mask sitting tantalizingly out of Jason's reach as the palomino waited for his answer. "I really, really want this," Jason said, the smile once more returning to Clyde's muzzle. "Whether it's you or Santer I want the full experience, which includes treating me like one. Don't hold back anything just because I'm human."

"That's the spirit!" Clyde exclaimed, tilting his head slightly as he thought about it. "Hmmmm... Spirit... I like that. Your name for the duration of this experience will be Spirit, you got that?"

Jason was about to speak when Clyde put his finger to the human's lips and shook his head, stating that good ponies did not talk unless they really needed to. The horse-suited male quickly stopped trying to say anything and just nodded his head, which resulted in a good boy and pat on the head from Clyde. If he could have, he would have flipped his tail around in happiness but it appeared that this would still be a costume as Clyde took the hood and slid it over the human's head. Even though it appeared it would be rather loose on him it actually fit rather well and only took a few adjustments of the leather muzzle so that the eye and nose holes were in the right spot.

"Now that is a sexy horse," Clyde said as he went over and grabbed a mirror so that Jason could see himself. Jason was in awe at what he saw; even the best gear that he had seen at the pony show he hadn't been able to participate in wasn't like the quality he had on him right now. Even though it wasn't like one of the full body rubber suits that he had enjoyed in Renzyl's realm it almost seemed like it enhanced the experience, seeing the otherwise human body covered in the right areas with his new equine features including the very realistic horse muzzle on his face.

There was a clicking noise and Jason turned to see Clyde over by the bed, snapping at him in order to get his attention. "One of the perks of being the handler," he stated as he rubbed his own erect horsecock, directing Jason to move over awkwardly to get down on all fours on the soft mattress beneath him. "Is that we get to ride our new ponies first. You're definitely going to enjoy how we break in our new studs."

Almost immediately Jason felt the flared head of the leather cock spread open his hole, the horsehair of his tail pressing against his skin as he felt a hand run through the mane on his back. As he tried to hold on with his new hoof hands he could hear whinnies and grunts coming from the other stables, no doubt the other horse men taking their suited counterparts. But that was only a momentary distraction as he felt several more inches of Clyde's equine leather member slide into him and rub against the sensitive inner walls of his rear. One thing was for sure, Jason thought to himself as the palomino began to rock back and forth to push into him deeper, Clyde was right about how much he was going to enjoy being ridden...

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A few weeks later Spirit, formerly Jason, was running as fast as he could in the dirt, his mane flipping through the breeze as his arms pumped back and forth for more speed. "Widen your gait Spirit!" Clyde shouted as he watched the other male run past him. "You're still slow on the turns, remember to lean in your weight on the entirety of your hoof so that you don't slip!"

Clyde and Spirit weren't the only ones in training, the other handlers had their various rubber ponies doing various tricks and practicing as well. The reason why everyone was out was that they were showing Santer their progress, the Nexus creature watching from the fence as they showed him what they had learrned. The palomino continued to shout both instruction and encouragement to his charge as Jason caught the gaze of several others that were there, including the black leather mustang watching his toned, muscular form stretch and flex with each step he took.

In the first days Spirit could hardly walk, much less run, with his new suit on as he was led out with the others. Thankfully for him Clyde was a patient trainer and as time went on Spirit fell more into the role of the pony he was playing as the palomino put him through his paces. As the days progressed he became more comfortable with his form, and unbeknownst to him it had started to shift in accordance to that. Though they spent many days out in the sun his skin didn't tan, in fact it looked like the color had started to leech out of it as it grew a slightly cracked and wrinkled texture that wasn't sun damage.

As more time went on and Spirit's endurance and strength increased Clyde taught him new things as well. Soon the pony was able to not only run on two legs but fall to all fours and gallop just like a real horse, his muscles thickening dramatically underneath his increasingly leathery skin. The changes in Spirit weren't just physical either; he found himself with the need to talk less and less until he didn't speak at all save a grunt or whinny and he stood perfectly still and allowed his handler to do things like wash him, brush his mane, and feed him. Soon Jason was little more than an afterthought, an echo in the horse-like body of Spirit as the white leather stallion anthro lost himself completely to the pleasures of his experience.

Suddenly Spirit heard his handler shout for him to go on all fours and immediately he fell forward, galloping even faster as he instantly changed his movements to reflect his new stance. After a few minutes he was told to stop and perform a few tricks, including rearing back and moving his forelegs in the air without returning to his original bipedial stance. "I have to say that I'm impressed," Santer said as he came up to Clyde, the palomino clicking his tongue to bring Spirit back to him. "I always knew that you were one of my best handlers."

"There was a lot of potential in this one," Clyde replied, motioning for Spirit to return to his two-legged stance as he ran his fingers through the thick mane as a reward. "I don't know if we would put him in a racetrack but out here, he would perform as well if not better than some of the actual converts we have. Plus he breeds like a champ."

For a brief second Spirit felt a swelling of pride; one of the things that he had learned early on was how to have sex while in his pony play suit. At first it was like normal with either Clyde or one of the rubber ponies awkwardly trying to sixty-nine or to sit while the other rode on their dick, but eventually they all got used to one being on all fours while the other pulled themselves up and rested on their back or with both of them pressed up against a wall while standing on their hooved feet. Even then more than once Spirit had nearly slid off or missed plugging his erect horsecock into the tailhole of the other, but when they did get it right they bucked into each other like broncos. Surprisingly Spirit found himself on top a lot, to the point where the exception was Clyde or another handler that rutted him in a more traditional fashion with the palomino pinning him up against the wall at one point while thrusting into him after a rather steamy bath.

"Let's cut to the quick," Santer said as he chewed on a piece of wheat that Spirit had no idea where it came from. "Renzyl will be coming soon to take his charges back and I want Spirit here to be one of the carriage horses."

"I'm honored Master Santer," Clyde replied as he bowed his head. "I will begin preparations immediately."

The leather mustang nodded and walked over to several others that were doing their paces and Clyde led Spirit back towards the stables as soon as they were out of his sight. Once they were back in their room and the door was shut Spirit was nearly knocked backwards by the force of the hug he was given. "You did it!" he exclaimed excitedly, squeezing the other horse man tight before letting go and looking back at him. "All that hard work is about to be recognized; you are allowed to speak now Spirit."

"It sounds like that it's an amazing reward," Spirit replied once he found his voice again, watching the palomino as he went to a large equipment chest and began to pull things out of it. "But... what exactly is it? I know he mentioned carriage ride but-"

"Pulling Master Santer's carriage is one of the greatest honors that someone in your position can get," Clyde interrupted while still pulling gear out of the chest. "It shows that you have not only fully embraced your inner horse but have performed so well that he wants to not only show you off to Renzyl but the others in this realm as well! You should be very proud, my sweet stallion Spirit."

Spirit instantly felt a warm sensation in his muscular chest at being called that, puffing out his pectorals as his handler continued to tell him what such an honor would entail. After a few minutes it appeared that Clyde found what he was looking for and pulled it all out at once before setting it on the table. "It's my personal carriage gear," he stated as Spirit walked over and looked at the various bindings, all of them in supple black leather or metal that created one single connected piece. "Ever since I became Santer's second I have different responsibilities and perks that come with them, but I'm glad that someone I trained will get to use them. Now silence once more Spirit, it's time to gear you up."

With the command in place Spirit fell back into his pony mindset as Clyde grabbed the bit and bridle before circling around back. Even though he was supposed to be standing still Spirit snorted slightly and trembled at the restraining device on his muzzle, feeling the leather of the bit pressing inside of his mouth as the harness fell to his side. With a bit of tightening the straps were firm but not overly so on his face as Clyde added a pair of blinders that limited Spirit's vision. It prevented the pony from really seeing what was happening next even as he tried to turn his head when he felt something push against his back. When he was able to look again he found an x-harness with a black metal ring in the middle of it on him, framing his muscular chest as the leather palomino continued to move lower and adjust the other equine's body.

Just when Spirit thought his groin would be next the felt his hooved hands get pulled behind his back, taking him slightly by surprise as he felt something wrap around his wrists and up his forearms. Clyde could sense the trepidation and explained that good carriage horses were expected to move properly despite being bound, Santer not wanting them to fall forward as his arms were bound tightly behind his back. Even though the angles were slightly odd Spirit managed to adjust himself to a more comfortable position with them on as several other leather cuffs were placed on his arms and thighs to highlight his muscular form. He gave his body a little wiggle to see just how limited his movement was and nearly fell over, Clyde grabbing him by the harness to keep him upright.

"Whoa, easy there boy," he said as he pressed his chest against Spirit's back and rubbed his hand on the leathery chest to calm him. "Only one more piece and you'll be ready for your training, but you're going to have to be a good pony and soften up for me, you got that?"

Even though the pleasure of being bound like that was causing his horsecock to throb hard Spirit took a deep breath and controlled himself, feeling the tense flesh falling limp despite the twitch with every beat of his heart. When it was fully flaccid Spirit felt something metallic slide up it and looked down to see a shiny white metal cock ring get settled at the base. Clyde joked that Santer didn't want to see his horses get hard while they had a job to do and liked them pent up as he put a black leather thong up his legs and around his waist to hold in his package since the original one that had gave him the cock and tail in the first place melded with the former human's changed flesh.

"Aren't you just the most prim and proper thing I've ever seen," Clyde complimented as he grabbed the reins and began to lead him out of the stable. "C'mon boy, we only have a few days to get you ready before your real master comes here to see all the progress you made!"