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Curse of the Were...horse? (part 2)

I'd like to apologize to everyone, especially Narse, for how long this story took to write. My life has been insanely busy lately. Now that my schedule has cleared up, I'm hoping to clear out my cache of stories that I owe various people.

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They lay there for several minutes, enjoying the closeness and their warm afterglow. Chance still had his cock wedged in James' ass. "So, think you'll be back again tomorrow stud?" Chance licked at James' neck. James just giggled and nodded before drifting off to sleep in Chance's strong arms. How could he ever have hated this horse?

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James woke up the next morning still in Chance's stall. It took him a moment to come to his senses and realize exactly where he was. He looked around the stall, then down at himself. He was fully human again, and he began to wonder if what had happened had been real or just a dream created by his undoubtedly diseased mind. Then he noticed his shorts and boxers torn apart on the ground, and Chance standing off to the side staring at his nude body. James walked over to Chance and patted his nose.

"That wasn't some perverted dream, was it buddy?"

In response, Chance leaned forward and dragged his rough tongue firmly across James' nuts. James shuddered at the sensation, then stepped back.

"Definitely not," he muttered to himself. "I've gotta get going before Uncle Asshat wakes up. I'll be back tonight though, you can count on that." The horse nickered and did a little prance, obviously happy.

James gathered up his tattered clothing and made his exit, running up to the barn loft that was his bedroom. Looking out the windows, he noticed that it was still dark out with just a sliver of light on the horizon. It couldn't be later than 5am. James grinned and pondered what he might do with his spare time. His uncle was rarely up before 8, meaning that James had a good 3 hours to explore what his body could do now.

James went into his "room" and plopped down on his cot. He was already nude thanks to Chance, so he just grabbed his flaccid member and started stroking it. His cock quickly filled out, plumping up to a good, girthy 8 inches. The young man smiled. His cock was nearly 2 inches longer and much fatter than it had been before Chance's bite. Now for the main event. James closed his eyes and focused on what he had looked like the night before, trying to will himself to change into the big, muscular, well-endowed horse stud from last night. He began to feel a tingling across his skin which stopped after a minute or so.

James opened his eyes and looked down and saw...nothing different. His arm and leg hair might be a little longer, but that was the only change, and even that might have been wishful thinking. His cock still throbbed gently against his belly, just beginning to lose its firmness from a lack of attention.

The teen flopped his head back onto his pillow and thought for a few moments. Maybe the change was brought about by Chance and James had no control over it. Maybe there was something specific he needed, like Chance running his tongue all over his body. At that thought, James began reenacting the previous night's encounter in his mind. The way Chance's tongue had slurped along his tight asshole, the way that his muscles and cock had filled out and grown, the way he'd felt when Chances big, thick meat had pounded into his ass...

The erotic thoughts going through his head had James feeling close to orgasm. His entire body was on fire with lust. Unable to contain himself any longer, James reached down to grab his erection only to find that it was like grabbing his wrist. His eyes popped open and he was greeted with the sight of a big, thick horse-cock reaching up almost to his pecs, which were growing into bulging mounds of muscle. The soft coat of silver fur was spreading along James' body, and he felt a pressure from his backside as his long horsetail sprouted from his spine. After a moment, the transformation was complete and James was left panting on his cot, holding his 12 inches of equine maleness.

With a big dopey smile plastered across his muzzle, James began stroking his gigantic phallus. It didn't take long for a stream of musky pre to start drooling from the gaping slit on his flared cockhead and begin pooling on his chest. The strong scent of his own musk rising into his sensitive nostrils sent James into a lusty frenzy. He was throttling his cock with both hands, yet he still wasn't getting enough. As if it was the most natural thing in the world, James leaned forward and took the glans and first 4 inches of his shaft into his muzzle.

James let out a muffled whinny as he began running his tongue back and forth over his sensitive prick, teasing as much pre as he could out into his mouth. With nearly half his cock in his mouth, James only needed one hand for jerking the lower half of his shaft. The other traveled down to his puckered tailhole, which was still a little loose and puffy from the pounding Chance had given it the previous night. James was easily able to sink first one, then two, then three fingers into his anal passage, feeling around for the sweet spot Chance had been hitting last night.

It took a few minutes of probing before James was able to find his prostate. Once he had located the sensitive nub in his ass, James pressed all three of his fingers against it. The results were immediate. He almost fainted from the pleasure, his tailhole clenched down on his digits, and his cockhead flared out and began spraying cum into the horse-man's maw. James gulped down the sticky fluid, not that he had much choice. The flared head of his cock was too large to get out past his teeth. The orgasm seemed to last forever, and James must have shot at least a dozen spurts of thick, strong horse seed down his own throat before his cockhead finally shrank enough, for him to withdraw it from his mouth. James panted and dropped back onto his pillow, asleep almost before he hit it.

Luckily, at some point during his orgasm induced nap, James changed back to a human and pulled the blanket over his nude form. This saved him from an embarrassing exposure when his 8-year-old cousin walked into his room with some toast, two hardboiled eggs, and a list of chores from her father for James.

James thanked her and, once he was sure she was gone, got up and pulled on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. He was smelly and grimy from his romp with Chance and his own solo session, but James saw no reason to shower now. Why cleanup to go do farm work? Besides, he kind of liked the faint musky aroma he was giving off.

James spent most of the day out in the pastures, fixing fences and filling troughs with feed. At about 4pm, he came back in, had a bite for a late lunch, then went to the bull stables to clean out the stalls of his uncles prized breeding bulls. It took several more hours to finish this, and it was already dark when James trudged back to his barn utterly exhausted. He used the outdoor shower to clean the mud, dirt, and shit off his body.

After such a long, arduous day, James seriously wanted to go to bed, but he had told Chance he'd be back. Besides, who the hell would miss out on a steamy sex session with such a hot stud of a partner? So James made his way back toward Chance's stall. Before entering, James stripped completely nude and left his clothing outside. He wanted to think that Chance would show more self-control now that James was a willing and eager partner, but he knew firsthand what horse-lust feels like, and he wasn't going to chance another set of clothing.

As soon as James walked into the stall and closed the door, Chance trotted up and pressed his muzzle against James' face, forcing his thick tongue into the young man's mouth. James gave into the kiss, losing track of time and keeping his eyes closed. After a few minutes or maybe a few hours, James opened his eyes and found himself muzzle to muzzle with Chance in his anthro form. James had also changed, and was in his horse shape. Chance pulled James closer, grinding their sheaths together.

"I missed you today stud," Chance said, giving James' ass a squeeze.

James moaned and looked up into Chance's big brown eyes. "Yeah I know. I wish we could just stay together."

Chance got a mischievous look on his horsey face and chuckled a bit. "Ask me about that later, I might have an idea. For right now though, we have other things to do."

Chance pushed on James' shoulders, making him sink to his knees, his face level with Chance's musky sheath and balls. James didn't need any more prompting. He leaned forward and began lapping and suckling at the furry orbs, drawing a pleased snort from Chance. After a few minutes of giving Chance's heavy balls a thorough tongue bath, James felt something thick and warm flop across his face. Pulling back a bit, he saw that it was Chance's massive cock, which had firmed up and come out of its sheath in response to the stimulation James was providing.

James drooled at the sight of the dribbling meat pole and went at it with gusto. Thanks to his practice the previous night and that morning, James knew exactly how to pleasure Chance's equine rod. James played his tongue over the head, nibbled lightly on the shaft, and slurped heavily every time he pulled his head back. In short order, Chance was panting and huffing.

Chance pulled his cock out of James mouth with a moan. "Don't wanna finish that fast. I want this to last a while."

James nodded, then allowed Chance to maneuver him onto his back. Chance got into position over James, straddling his muzzle, then leaning forward so his own face was buried in James' crotch. James wasted no time in getting back to work on Chance's delicious cock. Chance, on the other hand, had a different target. He ignored James' needy member and stuck his nose in the cleft of the young stallion's ass. Finding the puckered tailhole by feel, Chance stuck his long, thick tongue out and penetrated the tight entrance. The larger horse's tongue wiggled its way deep into James' passage, causing the young horse-man to moan around the cock in his mouth.

Chance kept at this for a few minutes, before withdrawing his tongue and flipping James around. James was surprised for a moment when the cock was pulled out of his mouth and pressed against his ass in a matter of a few seconds, but quickly recovered and ground back against Chance's thick meat.

Chance didn't waste time with pleasantries, slamming his cock fully into James' ass. James wasn't fully prepared to be taken so roughly, and he yelped loudly when he felt that whole huge cock bury itself in one thrust. It didn't take long though before he was moaning and grunting as Chance began to thrust in and out. James, not wanting his own needs to go ignored, leaned forward and took his own cock into his muzzle, suckling on it as he was pounded from behind.

"Mmm, that's hot," Chance grunted as he picked up the pace and began ramming James' ass with the force and vigor only a stallion can manage.

James couldn't hold out long against the triple stimulation of a cock in his mouth, a cock in his ass, and getting a blowjob. With a loud, muffled bray, he shot his load into his own maw, sucking down as much cum as he could. The young stallion's orgasm caused his tight passage to clench and pulse around Chance's cock, sending him over the edge. James' eyes rolled back as he felt that massive cockhead flare out in his ass and begin filling him with torrents of hot horse jizz.

By some miracle, James managed to stay conscious after this orgasm. After spending a good half hour basking in his afterglow, James turned around and looked at Chance.

"So, you said something about us staying together permanently?"

End

Part 3 coming...eventually