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I am a horse. And I have just discovered I have the power to understand and speak human language. On top of all that I have mind control powers. So can you guess what I did when sweet and innocent Holly came into the horse box? Hey, I'm part of the animal kingdom, you can't judge me for not conforming to human morality.
Before I had been loaded into the horse box I had become aware of something very strange. I could understand what people were saying-even though I was a horse. Here was I, a big brute of a stallion, a member of the equine family, and I was somehow able to understand human language.
How had that come about? My new and highly intelligent horse brain could theorize all sorts of things. Maybe the CIA had put something in the water. Maybe aliens were conducting experiments. Maybe I was some kind of genetic mutation. Who knew?
On a side note I was horny as hell. The mares were in season, but here I was stuck in a horse box, being transported across the state with a three foot boner-and no mare pussy to plunge into. It wasn’t easy being me.
Eventually we came to a stop, the horse box opened up, and the human female who I knew was named Holly came into the box, patting me on my head and stroking my mane.
“Hey there boy, how are you? Not long to go now.
Just taking a little rest stop.”
Holly’s feminine smell drifted into my nostrils, her perfume, her hairspray, and a touch of hay from her time spent on the stables. That hay smell reminded me of mare pussy.
I was finding Holly’s stroking of my mane to be particularly pleasurable, and I could not help but notice the fullness of her chest. Her sizeable breasts seemed to be straining at that white shirt of hers, as if it were a size too small.
