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A story about poor little Hooves being taken advantage of...

RP-ed with aniyasha

Sissy Slut

The tall sexy Zebracorn winked at that handsome young almost coltish stallion. Who grins back soft and knowingly, as the two lustful equine males look each other over appraisingly. "Sooooooooo whatcha want?" Hooves asks with a lustful leering grin, as the younger stallion licks his lip's. Chuckling as he sits back in his chair, looking up at that pretty myth with a naughty smirk.

"Well... I'm almost always up for a nice chat... or a bit of fun." The sexy young stud admits with a lusty grin, as his shocking emerald green eyes rove around that powerfully masculine striped body. "I guess the real question is, what do you want?" The coltish stud asked shyly as the big sexy Zebracorn pranced over to him provocatively.

"Oh I'm feeling wicked..." Hooves confessed, lifting a huge flinty black hoof and slamming it down onto the chair seat a hairs breadth from the young studs bulging crotch. "I want to brutalize you, beat you and take indecent liberties with your person in all the most nasty ways..." The pretty young stallion blinked, almost colt like in his reaction really. Watching as the Zebracorn prances over, his grin slowly widening at the provocative way Hooves moves. And then gasped and flinched back, shivering softly as the hoof slams down so closely to his bulging crotch. He slides back up a bit in that chair, panting nervously as the Zebracorn leers down at him.

"Hey be-careful there..." He whickers, but secretly smiles at those words... he had much more planned for the Zebracorn. "Ohho... I see there, do tell me. What is your name?" He asked, as he moves to try and stand up so that Hooves wouldn't be towering over him.

"I'm called many things... most just call me Hooves though." The big Zebracorn explained, as he watched the young stud try to stand. "What might your name be little colt?" Hooves asks the colt as the big striped stud plants his rock hard knee cap into that bulging crotch, and shoves it back roughly.

"And be careful about what?" Hooves smirks wickedly, as the young studs muzzle grows red with nervous anger, and the aching within his guts. The nervously smiling stud nods to the larger Zebracorn, as he hears this and groans loudly as the stud presses his knee against his crotch roughly, causing a moderate spike of pain. He glared up at mythical stallion and nickers softly.

"I am called Marcus, and be careful about hurting me, you wouldn't want me out of the game before we had any fun... Now would you?" he asks with a sly grin.

"Hahaha..." Hooves laughs and drops that big hoof back to the ground, turning around so that that shiny striped butt is towards the youth... And then reaches back, pulling his own huge black balls back behind his own legs, and then cross's his legs so those dangling plums are trapped there sticking out and totally exposed. "Oh no... I want you in the game." Marcus grinned as he can finally stand up, squirming a little at the fading ache from between his legs. He watches as Hooves pulled those large black balls between his own legs, exposing them to the pretty young stallion. With a chuckle he softly walked up to Hooves, and ran a hot three fingered hand down that shiny striped rear softly. A single smooth finger teased that shiny black tail hole gently.

"Oh you want me in the game, but you don't know the rules."

"I'm hoping there are none..." Hooves snorted at the young stallion's soft touches and gentle fondling... this is not the nasty things the big Zebracorn has in mind. And so as that young stud stands behind him, he lifts a huge black hoof up sharply driving it up between the younger studs legs harder than the first knee strike.

Marcus smiles as the Zebracorn makes his move, the young stud had had a feeling the invitation to those big balls was a bit of a trap. He had read some reports on Hooves during the planning stages of this outing, and with a graceful twirl, he attempts to dodge that kick. While dropping to a knee, he reached his big three fingered hand out attempting to grab for the Zebracorn stallions low hanging balls. Hooves grunted in surprise, as he felt his big dirty hoof misses its targets. And then those young strong hands closed around his big floppy black orbs. Jerking on them savagely, and squeezing half-heartedly at first. But then growing harder, as the young stud seemed to realize he's actually got a grip them. And then that heavy hoof returns to the ground, as Hooves staggers spreading his legs wider. "Ummmm yeah... yer getting the idea." Marcus grinned as he managed to achieve a savage crush grip on them, he pulled down on that delicate male flesh. Pressing those hefty balls to the bottom of that sack, putting some pressure on them. And then flicking them rather hard with one strong finger a couple of times.

"Ammm... yes much better. Rule number one...the only rule in this game, is to obey me." He agrees and taunts with an evil grin, and yanked hard on that velvety sack. Using his grip on the stallions sack he guides Hooves towards a metal chair, with a plush red cushion on the top of it, intending to lead the Zebracorn over to it.

"Eeeheheee... that's the way to control a stud... get him by the balls!" Hooves moaned, as those fat firm ovals are flicked sending bolts of aching pain shooting through his guts, this only serving to arouse the Zebracorn all the more. Soon that long shiny black hose, is dangling semi stiff down between his long dangerous equine legs. As he's forced by the strong pulling on his male eggs to go where the young stallion wants him to... Marcus smiled as he heard Hooves whinny, and chuckles as the Zebracorn gets aroused by this rough handling. Powerfully he drags the myth over to that heavy metal chair and orders darkly.

"Climb over this, and place your arms through the leather loops on the legs." The pretty young stallion commands, giving those big firm balls a sharp squeeze just to reiterate his dominance. The leather loops he refers to are thick straps with strong black buckles around the legs of the chair. "Come on now, do as your told." The coltish stud demands with a grin, down at the big bent over Zebracorn.

"Wha... you don't really think I'm gunna... Ohooo..." The mighty mythical creature moans, as those big potent male orbs are squeezed. Hooves struggles hard to resist, not wanting to end up helpless and bound to a chair. But that firm grip becomes savage as he struggles to disobey, until the Zebracorn's strong knees are trembling as the grip grows tighter and tighter. Until finally Hooves collapses over the chair back his arms dangling down into the leather loops. "Uhuhuuu..." Marcus grinned as the striped stallion is forced to obey his instructions, and flops down over the chair. His free hand softly stroking Hooves big swinging manhood in reward for obedience, after having had to squeeze those balls so hard. Hooves nickers in pleasure, as that smooth leathery stud stick is tugged and stroking... Making it harden a bit more, and then begin to drool watery equine pre-cum... "Good little stallion." He snickers lewdly, and uses the hand that was stroking the Zebracorn's cock to strap his legs in securely.

"Like hell I am..." Hooves snorts and struggles once again, against the leather straps as they are pulled tightly around those slender delicate ankles, rendering the big Zebracorn completely unable to kick, with those big deadly hooves. Marcus snickered as Hooves started to fight against him, after his ankles had been secured. Chuckling as he gave those big black Uni balls a heavy punch with his fist a few times, before heading to the front of the chair, where he grabbed at the Zebracorns right hand to bind it in the straps. "How does this feel? Are you enjoying yourself Hooves?" Hooves looked up as the young stud moved around in front of him chuckling lewdly, as the big Zebracorn struggles to reach back and unstrap his ankles.

"Wha... enjoying... hell no... I... I'll..." Even as the young stallion grabs his hand and pulls it towards the other straps, the Zebracorn is stronger of course. But as he struggles the young stallion's hot musky genitals are shoved into his face, distracting the Zebracorn until both his waists are tied down. Marcus smirked chuckling as the Zebracorn struggles against him, while those arms are strapped into the chair. He notes the distraction that Hooves is getting from his big sweaty genitals, and laughs a bit to himself about that as he steps back to look down gloatingly at the now completely trapped stallion on the chair.

"Well now... the hard part is done." He chuckled cryptically, but gives an evil grin to Hooves as the Zebracorn realizes his mistake.

"Hey let me go..." The mighty myth bucks and struggles hard now, that those big hefty distracting organs are taken away... "You... you just wait until I get loose you're going to pay..." He threatens impotently, as that evil grin suddenly catches his attention. "Errr that is... if ya let me loose now we... we're ok..." Marcus chuckled at the stallion's sudden change in attitude as he notes that dark wicked grin, he leans forwards and strokes the Zebracorns cheek.

"Oh no... I have bigger plans for you." He laughed as he slowly moved his hand up... to grasp the Zebracorns potent magical horn near its base.

"Wha...Wha..." Hooves toss's his long narrow equine head, trying to pull that sparkling magical horn out of Marcus's grasp as his sleek black and white body begins to slowly get covered in frothy equine sweat... Even as that long swinging stud stick bounces and jerks drooling silvery equine pre-cum everywhere.

Marcus chuckles lewdly down at the helpless stud as he begins to panic.

"Oh I've had my eye on you for sometime now Hooves." Marcus explains slowly, as he teased the powerful striped stud with his own hot male organs. "I've been watching as you went around, growing more powerful. I have learned some of the secrets of the Unicorns from which you are descended." The young stallion explains, as he begins imagining something within his mind, pressing the image down into that magical horn. Hooves could feel some strange sensations tingling within his big powerful body, his hefty stallion hood began shrinking... Not changing into a pussy, but growing smaller and smaller as the Zebracorn's balls grew larger. The length and girth of his masculinity was being shifted into those vulnerable orbs, making them grow even as his powerful stallion hood shrank.

"UUUUUUUUUUU..." Hooves moaned as his body began to change... its own magic turned against it. Looking back between his legs, the mighty stallion can only watch helplessly as that enormous male organ shrinks. Down to a normal size stallion, but not stopping there, down and down to a well endowed pony... And then a mini stallion and at last humiliatingly down to a tiny visage stub... Even as his balls grow from lemons into dangling oranges... and then grapefruits... as that cock almost vanishes those orbs become huge dangling melons within their velvety black sack.

Marcus grinned wickedly, and while keeping his hand on that magical horn. He moved around a bit to reach his other hand down to touch that pathetic three inch nub. "You won't be mounting any fillies or stallion with that anytime soon." The younger stallion chuckled lewdly, as he gave it a good flick for amusement. Before standing back up and moving back around in front of the Zebracorn once more. "There are many who covet the powers of a Unicorn, and few who have it. Luckily for me, in my researching I have found a way to take this magic and power for myself." The handsome young stud proclaims triumphantly, as he focuses his will some more on the Zebracorn stallion. Forcing his fur to slowly change, shifting from the course fur of a male to the sleek softer fur of a female before stopping.

The pitiful little dink between Hooves' legs oozes a single drop of pre-cum, even as those might orbs strain obviously overly full of hot potent stud milk... "Ohoo Ohooo gods Nooo Please... they all love my big cock..." he whimpers as that rough studly fur turns silky smooth and soft... even as that tiny cock shrivels even more or is it just the humiliated stud imagination. "Wha... what are you... do..." Marcus chuckled and focused his powerful mind again, slowly changing the Zebracorn's stripes from black and white, to a hot pink and white, the fur pattern over his rear changing to be a white heart shape, with that tail hole a hot pink center. From his chest two soft mounds swiftly grew, not too large, but large enough to be noticed. Hooves then felt a strange tingling within his throat and tongue, when next he spoke his voice would be higher pitched having a noticeable lisp. "I am giving you a rather humiliating fate Hooves, you're going to be a sissy Zebra. All nice and girly, now it is time for me to begin the process." The sexy young stud snickers, reaching over to his bag and pulling out a relatively short serrated blade, almost like a miniature hack saw.

"Wha tha fuccck issss wrrrrong with my chessst?" Hooves moaned and then spat and tried it again, but his voice comes out even more fem and lisping. As he now stares in horror at his new coloration and strip pattern. "Oh fuccck thissss..." That handsome muzzle burns hotter and hotter with humiliation, at his sissified nature the big burly ex jock now the very stereotype of a sissy faggot! "Prooccessssss?" He whimpers in that soft whiny girly voice, craning his neck as he watches the young masculine stud take out the instrument of his doom. Marcus smirked and realized he had one more change to make, before he began. Hooves felt a warmth spread through his skin for a long moment, and he tried to figure out what was different. He began to notice the feel of the leather straps on his ankles and wrists now felt rather distracting, almost painfully rough. While the very soft material of the cushion under his belly felt quite pleasant and comfortable. The sensitivity of his skin had been adjusted to feel comfortable only against soft things, ensuring the sissy Zebra could never wear most male clothing. Seeing as most male clothing was made of course materials, he would be forced to wear silky feminine attire.

"Ummm your chest has grown some rather cute little teats, anyone who looked at you will obviously believe that you've been taking Mare hormones." The young stallion grunts with a chuckle, shifting his grip on the Zebracorn's horn up a little.

"Weeheheee." Hooves bucked and moaned in those strange high pitched squeals, as his body shivers from the sensations of pleasure and pain blending together. "No Nooo sssstop it sssstop it right now." The pretty sissy Zebracorn moaned in an almost comically bitchy way, that only a sissy slut could manage... Even as those sensitive nipples harden into little rocks on those firm little breasts... Marcus licks his lips as the Zebracorn sissy whinnies under him, softly placing the mini saw against the base of Hoove's horn and looked deep into his eyes, wanting to see the realization of the Zebracorn as he slowly began to saw at the base of that magical horn, knowing it contained all of the sissy's power.

"I'm sure you've left many males in worse situations Hooves, but now you get to join them." He taunted as that cursed saw began to bite into that magical horn.

"Wha... No.... No Not that... cut off anything you want anything but...but that." Hooves squealed in that whining high pitched voice, begged as the blade slowly sliced through his precious horn... The seat of all his powers... if it was taken he could never change back... never regenerate any lost items. Marcus just laughed, and continued to saw through that powerful horn as he fed even more changes into the Zebracorn's mind and body through the conduit of that horn. Hooves tail hole was now linked to his tiny little penis, bringing him great pleasure if anybody were to take advantage of this hole. It would now self-lubricate whenever the Zebracorn was horny. Other changes here and there would go on as well, the sissy's hips would grow to similar levels as his breasts, noticeably larger and rounder almost womanly in shape and plumpness.

With a few changes to his hormone levels, in the next few days his powerful male muscles would melt away, leaving his form as soft and feminine as any young filly. The sissy's throat tingled as it too was now connected to that tiny penis. Ensuring that the sissy would get pleasure from any hard objects, that might just happen to be rammed down his throat.

Hooves head was spinning as all these new sensations, and changes almost overloaded his brain... The Zebracorn's protests and denials growing weaker and weaker, until he sagged back too stunned and confused to protest any longer.

Marcus smiled dark and lustfully as he increased the sissy's healing abilities a good bit to help him recover from what will be his new sex life, and then smirked triumphantly as the cursed saw broke through and that magical horn came off in his big three fingered hand. The young stallion took a step back, admiring the sizable magical horn as he looked at Hooves Holding the Zebracorn's most prized possession up for the now powerless Zebracorn to see. "Do you know what I'm going to do with this?" He asked as Hooves looked up wild eyes, sickened by the scene.

"Give... give it back?" Hooves asked, as if that were really an option, while that trembling body aches with pent up need... even as the young stallion smirks down wickedly at him.

"Oh Hahahaha." Marcus laughed at the helpless, sissified Zebracorn in obvious delight. "Ohoooo No... No dear, this power isn't for you anymore. But it is for me." Marcus stated flatly as he pulled out a small jar of a bluish cream, rubbing a small dab of it carefully onto the base of that dissevered horn, before lifting the knife towards to his very own forehead, quickly slashing a slit in his own flesh with a wince. "This is a special healing cream, I stumbled across a while back. It was designed to heal any wound quickly and easily, but someone discovered that if you rub two wounds together. Well the cream would join them together, as if they were born that way." Marcus explained with a gloating grin, and placing the base of Hooves horn within that cut on his own head. Letting the cream's magic do its work, until that wound closed. Marcus removed his hand and that horn glowed upon his forehead.

Hooves watched in open mouth horror, as his magical horn is really and truly stolen. He couldn't really believe what all was happening to him, or that a common horse had just taken his power and made it his own, the horror of it all at last dawning on him, as he watched those wounds heal up. The young stallion's coat begins to glow with a familiar magically power. Powers that had so recently belonged to him, were now being usurped by this handsome young... well hung... supremely masculine Unicorn stallion. Marcus moaned softly at the tingling he felt rushing through him, as the power floods into his body.

"Ooh my, that feels good." The young Unicorn stallion moaned, as he looked down at himself and then over to the sissy Zebra, no longer a Zebracorn. He reached down rubbing a bit of the cream over the wound where Hooves' horn used to be. The raw ragged flesh would seal up, leaving a little pink star there. Nothing else to show what had used to be there, only a mocking hint. Marcus knelt down a little, bringing himself to eye level with the sissy Zebra, and softly stroked his cheek. "What do you think? How do I look?"

"You... You look... vvveeerrrryyyy handsssssome Sssssweety..." The sissy Zebra lisps clearly wanting the handsome male... wanting to feel that big hard stallion cock inside of him. Wanting to taste it, have it pumped down his throat... craning his neck out farther Hooves kiss's that strong masculine Unicorn muzzle.

Marcus smiled at the sissy's reactions, knowing all the changes must have flooded his mind with need for now. He softly kissed the feminized stallion back, unsurprised by the whimper of pleasure that brought. Breaking away he inhaled deeply and taunted the former stud again. "You will never again know the pleasures of being a stallion." The new Unicorn pointed out with a wicked laugh as he moves around behind the pansy slut. "Do you want me inside you sissy?" A powerful shiver ran through the Zebra's slender new frame, as those words reach his long point ears... Hooves wasn't a stallion anymore, and never again would be... Still the next words made that pansy pink muzzle widen with delight.

"Yessssssssss... Yessssss pleasssssse fill me... fuck me... pleassssse." The sissy pink Zebra begged, making Marcus smile at the pansy as the slut eagerly begs for it.

"There is a price you must pay my dear, if you want me to fuck your sissy ass.

A....A pricccce?" The sissy Zebra moaned weakly, looking back at that huge hard stallion cock. And just knowing he wanted in... wanted it inside of him more than anything else. "Yessss Yessss anything you like." Hooves moaned in need, as the handsome young Unicorn stud smirks darkly.

"You must let me take your balls... your colt makers."

"Wha... my... my ballssss?" Hooves looked down at those mighty melons dangling over, and almost completely obscuring that pitiful useless little cock. 'What was the point of them... without a real cock.' "Yessss Yessss ok you can have them... if you'll jussssst fuck me!" The young Unicorn smirked at the sissy Zebra's reaction, to hearing that his balls were the price. With a chuckle Marcus pulled out a strange device, a cylinder of black metal that seemed to radiate darkness. Opening the cylinder lengthwise he reached a hand down, and squeezes the poor sissies sack. Tugging that slender sack, twisting that stretched sack neck into the cylinder. Trapping it as the cylinder was cranked tighter and tight, like twisting off a trash bag. After a little work the device fitted around that small tube of flesh and locked. Hooves balls looked obscene now, the skin stretched tight around them and growing an angry reddish purple color.

"Last chance sissy, once I do this you will never have anymore offspring. No more stallions like Kyvy, Arus or even Dalrus no more fillies like Dagmar Ovelios or Helena. Are you sure you want this?" Marcus snickered, letting Hooves know that he knew all about his herd, and his tone indicating that he has something in mind for them.

"Ummm Ummmm..." The sissified stallion mumbles, looking back as his body shivers more in sexual desire than fear... as those big orbs are twisted and squeezed into the device. "I... I've never really fathered colts anyway." Hooves confessed weakly, as he stared lustfully at that long thick stud stick. While it throbbed and dripped only a few inches away from the pansy Zebra's tingling tail hole. "Close enough." Marcus says and chuckled softly as he pressed a button on the device, Hooves felt a searing pain for just an instant. Before with a thumping sound, the Zebra's balls were on the floor. Marcus picked them up, and brought them around in front of the former stallion. "Contained inside of these is the last sperm you ever made, the last chance for you to ever really sire a colt." Marcus sneered as he tossed them onto the floor, and then the young stallion lifted a huge flinty hoof. He stomped on them, smashing those big potent jewels into a bloody pulp right before the sissy's eyes.

"Ohooooooooooooooooo..." Hooves can't help but moan, as those might potent male orbs soooooo rich and full of potential are crushed... All of that is now completely wasted, as it's smashed under a big muddy stallions hoof. The only chance of over being a father again ruined, trod upon like so much garbage. "Ok... ok now mount me you promised..." The powerful young Unicorn grinned and nodded, running a single big three fingered hand over that soft girly ass, sweeping a hand down to softly rub the pink striped sissy's worthless pimple of a cock. "Oh yes... I did... didn't I... heheh."

"Ummmm... Godssss Yessss... yesssss pleasssse." The poor helpless little sissy gelding moaned and tried to thrust his sexy rump backwards. Marcus' wick grin widened as he slowly pressed a finger against that needy tail hole, watching as Hooves tail rose up and to the side in offering. He can feel the juices from that altered hole, and he softly wriggles the finger around it.

"Ammmm, I'm not quite sure you've paid enough yet sissy." The now powerful mad new Unicorn stallion whinnied aggressively.

"Wha... Wha... more could you...you want?" Hooves moaned, in that high girlish voice. As his shiny pink tail hole winked and quivered in need... as that smooth finger wiggled and caress's around it.

Marcus chuckled at the poor little Zebra sissy slut, as he teased him all the more.

"More horns little sissy, I want more horns. If you help me get the horns I want I will gives you the ass fucking you need little gelding."

"But... but I only had that one... and you've taken it so I can't regenerate..." The sissy pink Zebra whimpered weakly as that finger plunged inside for a few thrusts. "Uhuhuuuuu... more." Marcus smirked down as Hooves, and rubbed the soft empty space where those mighty colt makers had once hung.

"Ahaha... that is true little zebra gelding, but you were not the last Unicorn. There are others, and I want their power." He rubbed at his own stallion hood and it grew erect slowly to a hefty fifteen inches in length. With a chuckle he closes his eyes for a moment, and his new horn glows. His colthood's length increased to eighteen inches and its shaft thickening even wider.

"Ohoooooo..." Hooves moaned in shock, as his eyes watch that beautiful equine cock grow even bigger. "Ummm.... I... I... could call some of the other Unicorn stallion's I know." Then pansy little gelding moans, drooling as he stares longingly at that throbbing rut stick. Marcus giggled and smirks down at the need little cock slut.

"That's good cock warmer, as long as you can keep bringing in horns I wont take your sons. But as a favor, you must give your children an order for me." Marcus orders, as he feels all high and mighty in this position, as he softly rubs his hard stallion hood against Hooves soft cheeks, smearing his pre over that pink striped fur.

"And what might that be?" Hooves whimpers, as he twists his head to lick at the sparkling sperm smeared over his cheek. Marcus smiled down at the passive need Zebra as he try for the sparkling goo. "You are to tell your sons that they must assume forms like the one you have been granted. And your daughters are to become bimbo fillies, none of them are allowed to say no to any sexual advances. Any one of them found in violation of this order will be subject to immediate horn removal, and one of their siblings will also suffer this fate." He explained, extending his domination to over Hooves entire family.

"But... But those proud young stallion will never do that..." Hooves panted in warning as those trembling lip's reached out for that mighty oozing cock. Marcus frown darkly at that, clearing not liking having his control challenged.

"Do they care for their sisters?" He demanded angrily as he used that big rut stick to slap those soft lustful lip's away.

"Well... well of course they do..." The sissy pink Zebra whimpered as that massive stallion stick splattered more gooey pre-cum over those cheeks.

Marcus grinned evilly as he teased the slut a bit more.

"Then to make an example of what happens if they disobey, I will take one of their sisters and twist her form. She will become an embarrassment to her herd, much as you have become. And if they do not obey, the rest of their sisters will suffer the same fate."

"They will seek vengeance upon you." Hooves warned once against, drawing a dark displeased look from the new Unicorn.

Marcus chuckled and played with the sissy Zebra's budding breasts. "Then what do you suggest I do to make them obey me?"

"Domination... you must use the hypnotic powers of your horn, to make them believe that is what they want to do..." Hooves moaned telling his new master how to force his own offspring do exactly as the evil stallion wishes. Marcus smirked softly, pleased at his total control of the pansy Zebra.

"Hypnotic powers... explain how I use these powers little sissy." He demanded, at last running into Unicorn magic that he had no knowledge of.

"You have but to cross horns in greeting, and once those horns touch you can begin the battle of wills. Use you magic to make the color of your eyes swirl and pulsate it creates a hypnotic effect..." The needy slut explained compliantly, Marcus frowned darkly as he hears this.

"A battle of wills? What happens if I lose?" He demanded angrily, moving behind the Zebra once more to softly play with that winking tail hole. Licking his lip's a bit as he lines his big stallion hood up, with that tight tiny little tailhole. "Keep talking filly." He ordered and slowly started to press his huge blunt equine cock head into that pussy geldings pink tail hole.

"You will not." Hooves squeals in pleasure, as that huge blunt cock head is placed against his quivering slut hole. "You... you have their parents horn... there is no way they can know that until it's too late." Hooves moaned, as that hot organ is pushed into his needy tail hole... "Your horn is very strong... even the strongest wills will bend before you."

Marcus' wicked smile returned as he thrust slowly into the sissy's hot tight slut hole. "All of you sons will become impotent sissies like you Hooves, your daughters will be bimbos too stupid and horny to keep their legs closed. And I can trap them this way whenever I choose, because you were too horny and stupid to deny me power over them. How does that make you feel?" The powerful young stallion asked with a grin, and then moaned as he began sliding in and out lustfully.

"Oh gods what have I done?" The passive sissy moaned, as that hard cock punches in and out of his slut hole slowly. "Please you... you can't... Master I beg you." Marcus smirked wickedly at Hooves, and said gloatingly. "You have ruined your own families reputation Hooves, just as I ruined your balls. I know inside you there is still that big strong stallion, that I was toying with earlier. And I know after you've had a nice orgasm to settle your mind he will come back out." The new Unicorn whinnies with a smile, and thrusts deeply within the zebra sissy, whinnying out his dominance and arousal.

Marcus was right of course, deep inside the proud all male part of Hooves was horrified at what was being done to him... And even more so at the thought of it happening to his offspring... But try as he might, the tiny part that was stallion couldn't stop his pansy body from bucking and plunging on that hard cock doing everything possible to please it. Marcus' muzzle was twisted in pleasure, as he whinnies again. He was enjoying his power over the former Zebracorn stallion, his long powerful stallion hood pumping in and out as he gripped those slender hips. He thrust hips faster and harder, his big balls slapping against that ball-less crotch and Hooves worthless three inch cock. While Hooves looked down in shame, only to watch that limp tiny cock swing back and forth dripping weak and impotently. As his ass bucks back on that hard cock lustfully... even as the proud stallion buried deep within him screams and rages.

Marcus continued his pumping, even though the sissy is acting like a wanton slut. He can tell of the rage within, and he just laughs as he thrusts harder and shouts out. "Here it comes sissy Hooves!" Squealing and rutting hard, as his powerful balls and cock begin spurting their load deeply into the sissy's tail hole.

"Ohoooooooo god..." The gelding screams and squeals bucking and humping wildly, as he orgasms in that strange way the magic allows while the true stallion atop him pumps that tight pink hole full of his hot sperm. The slender pink Zebra trembling in disgust as that pleasure fades, leaving him feeling dirty and used. Marcus pants and smirks gloatingly, as he remains bent over the girly looking sissy, slowly recovering from his sexual exploits.

"So... how was it?" He chuckled sensing the Zebra's sickened disgust and shame even as he asks with a small chuckle.

"Wonderful..." The tiny bit of defiant stallion manages to spit, in anger and mortification. Marcus giggled evilly, and slowly pulls out of that oozing slut hole. Rubbing his stallion hood dry on that silky pink ass fur, before walking around front and sitting down in a chair. He is still panting softly in the afterglow of his orgasm, as he watches that dominant side to slowly awaken. The sissified pink gelding's hot body slowly beginning to shake all over, that pretty muzzle taking on a nasty look as the humiliated stallion within buck and screams in pointless rage...

"Leave my coltsssss a lone you sssssick basssstard..." Hooves demanded in that nasty stereotyped voice, as Marcus laughs at the lisping geldings demand and snorts.

"Who's going to stop me? You? Look at yourself, you're not a stallion anymore, you're a whimpering little sissy, you can't make anybody do anything. Your foals are just toys for me to play with now Hooves."

"No NO..." The proud stallion screamed, but it is out of a sissy slut's toothless mouth, even as that emasculated body begins to throb in need once more. The proud stallion's head dropping as he realizes his impotence and powerlessness, before the young masculine stallion that now had his horn and power. "No Pleasssssse I beg you..." The broken gelding sobs softly as his emasculator towers over him.

Once again Marcus merely laughs at the poor sissified gelding and chuckles darkly.

"Poor... poor hooves, once a great Zebracorn, now just a little sissy. No female would want to be with you, even if you still had your pitiful balls. Soon all your sons will be just like you, and your daughters will be passed around frat houses like cheap party favors. While I walk around with all your powers doing whatever I like.

"You bassssssstard... my sssssonssssss will never let you do thisssss to them... and my daughterssssss will take you down a far different path..." The angry pink striped sissy slut sputtered, as the weak effeminate gelding slithered out of those now loose bonds and jumped up to flail at the big strong Unicorn stallion ineffectively, as Marcus only grins as the pink striped zebra sissy yells at him and attacks. He was amused as he sees how the pink sluts muscles had finally shrunken enough to escape his bonds. Hoove's soft effeminate fists rain down on that broad powerful chest, he just laughed gloatingly.

"As I said, you are no threat to me or any other male. Those are not the hands of a strong dominant stallion, those are the soft dainty hands of a filly." He taunted gloating and leans forwards, almost hitting the sissy with his deadly new horn, still a little unused to it. "And that's just about what you are little sissy, especially with that tiny little dink of yours." Panting for breath, the little pink gelding stumbled backwards stumbling and falling spread eagle... as he looking up at the tall impressive figure taunting him. That tiny useless dangle flopping around comically, making the little sissy blush bright red with embarrassment.

"You'll never get my sons into a vulnerable enough position for this to happen to them." He repeated weakly, as that weak body betrayed him once again, submissiveness coming back strong. The powerful stallion mind slowly being killed off by lack of male hormones. Marcus smiled down at the little sissy and nodded his long handsome equine head.

"Your right sissy, I won't. However you can and will do so." The handsome young stallion gloated with a wicked grin, concentrating and with a soft glow his body beings to change. The smooth brown fur of his body growing lighter, as black stripes began to appear. His masculine body shifting and morphing slowly until after a few moments the changes have finished. And standing there in place of Marcus was an exact copy of Hooves as his formerly had been. "What do you think? Your sons and daughters are going to see YOU as the one who feminized and bimbified them. MMMMUAHAHAHA!"

The pink striped gelding stared up in widen eyed horror... that soft toothless mouth dropping open trying to work trying to find words of denial... But there can be none, the magical had made the young stallion a perfect copy of the former Zebracorn stud. His sons would never know... never suspect anything until... Until they were like him, a ball-less pink sissy gelding slut pony... while his daughters would trust in their sire. And end up being the brainless rut holes the wicked Marcus wanted them to be... "Ohooo gods... Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Marcus grins evilly as he sees the look of horror on hooves' muzzle, as the gelding realizes that his children will be changed forever. And they will believe it was their own father forcing it upon them. Marcus squatted down in front of Hooves, and reaches out a hand to toy with that soft tiny nub of a penis Hooves now had. "Who are you?" He asks, grinning wickedly as his eyes start to magically spiral, as he pushes his mind into the sissies and starts making a few changes. He would know his name was Hooves, but if he tried to tell anybody what his name was, he would respond with Jessica instead. He would know that was wrong, but would have no ability to express his true name. And if he kept trying to talk about his real name, he would end up explaining how back when he was a colt his was named Jack. But after he had himself gelded, so he could become a cute little filly, he changed it accordingly.

"I... Ummm I'm... Ummm Ummm my name isssss Ho... Jesssssssica." The dazed drooling sissy moans... looking confused as he tries again only to repeat the wrong name once more. "When I wasssss a colt... before I had mysssssself cut. I wassssss called Jack... but I'm called Jessssssica now..." Marcus smiled at the sissy, as he listens to both her voice and her thoughts. Reaching in with crushing power he changes a few more things, making sure that hooves as he is now will always be in the mind of this sissy. And that such behavior humiliates him, but he cannot help but express himself as a sissy that wishes to become a full filly. "I... I'm going to have my winky cut next... so I can be a real filly." The sissy little gelding explains coyly, as she looks down submissively. All the while the trapped stallion rages away impotently within that sexy sissy body that is his prison...

Marcus grinned a little more, and changed the sluts vocabulary so she can only refer to what is left of that manhood by girly names like winky and dinky. He pulls from the sissies mind all the choice information about his life, his financial and business interests, his friends, lovers, herd, whatever interests him and whatever he might need. He makes another tweak to Hooves' mind so that she will tell others she's trying to save up for that operation, and that is why she was charging money for sex, although she would be quite desperate for it with the other changes to her body and would likely do it for free if necessary.

"Ummm... I hope you had fun..." The pink striped sissy slut moaned, holding out one small delicate hand... "Ummm so you know I'm saving up for the surgery... and could really use some help..." The slutty gelding licked those big expressive lip's, looking up pleadingly at the big handsome Zebracorn stud. Marcus smirked and reached over into his bag and pulls out a single twenty.

"Here you go sissy. Don't spare any expense becoming the best girly girl you can be, alright sweety?" The wicked imposter asks with a huge gloating smile, enjoying the bubbly new personality of the Trangendered Hooves.

"Ohooooo." She grasps that single bill and hug's it girlishly to her chest, bouncing in excitement as she babbles gratefully. "Oh I will... you'll see I'll be the prettiest little filly you've ever saw." The passion pink sissy slut girl gushes, as Marcus grins as he hears this as he heads out. Turning his long handsome equine head and answers softly.

"Good girl." Closing the door behind him, slightly wondering what hooves was thinking. And then deciding which of his children to visit first, going through the stolen memories before grinning lewdly . He had a new target... and would soon be enjoying a new sissy slut.

FIN