For the first few days I cried and screamed into the bit gag. He visited the garage only to feed me. The usual gentle pat as I ate much appreciated as it eased the itching for a few moments. If you have ever had an itch you cannot scratch then you know how it feels. Imagine around thirty or forty all over your body constantly nagging. I must of spent hours trying to rub myself against the wall and floor when awake. At one point I cried so much and for so long I thought I was about to hit the point where my mind and body could simply take no more. Then all of a sudden one morning as I leant over to drink. I swished the tail high and hard at the buzzing around my ass. I did this several times, shaking and swishing it like some pole dancing hooker. I still got the odd bite now and again. But when you have sat watching a fly eating your own shit from the floor, before sinking his teeth into your skin and bringing you out in a rash from your own filthy mess.....The odd little itch becomes bearable.    

The flies had pretty much all died off now. So I had guessed from what he had said I had been awake now for around two or three weeks. Add to that at least another three months and I was guessing it was around the middle of the year. He had said very little and spent very little time with me over that period. He would come in to feed me, medicate me and then use the electrolysis gun for a couple of hours or so each night on my face. This obviously irritated him a lot as he had originally said I would be tasked with this myself. An error in planning he himself admitted as he confirmed I could not have my hands freed from the belt for some time. I would lay back on the floor with my head between his thighs looking up. I had to twist my lower body slightly, having a tail can be a lot more awkward than you imagine at first. I do not know if it was a change in the medication or just having a little warmth and company for those couple of hours in a day. But I did start to look forward to and even enjoy those moments lying in his lap. I was quite disappointed when it stopped.

He entered the room one night struggling with a large object wrapped in some sort of old sheet. It was obviously heavy and seemingly awkward to manoeuvre as he pushed and pulled it through the small doorway. As the door had been open for a while I was able to get a tiny view of what lay beyond. I had been right. It leads to what was obviously a kitchen so this must be his house.

He placed the large flat object against the wall and all of a sudden the dim light became that of bright florescent as he switched on the garage light. My eyes took a while to adjust and when I opened them fully I saw a large square mirror against the opposite wall next to the door. He walked slowly behind me and I felt a gentle tap with the crop to my ass cheek. I immediately scrambled to my feet and stepped slowly forward toward the mirror. I swallowed hard and felt the tears well in my eyes again as I saw myself for the first time. My once mousey crew cut was now kinking out around my neck, ears and forehead. Bleached yellowy blonde with dark roots coming through underneath. My eyebrows were gone completely, drawn high pencil lines in their place. My lips were massive, plumped and puffed beyond normal with collagen. My nose, god my nose. It had obviously been broken and reformed into the tiny turned up pixie like snub of a girl, a small diamond stud decorating it through my left nostril. The mascara was heavy and smudged around my eyes from all the crying but my lashes still maintaining that doll like blink as I focussed upon myself as a woman, a woman in a leather head collar biting clean pearly white slightly oversized capped teeth into a leather bit gag. I saw my hands cuffed to the belt clenching in around the waist of my smooth now pale white skin that had seen no daylight for months. The odd red bite the only bit of colour. My cock hung small and limp, the heavy metal ring nearly as big in size as the now circumcised bell end it hung from.  I had no breasts to speak of as yet. But the obvious pubescent swelling around my chest visibly fatter thighs told me why they ached so much at night and tingled with milky erection in the cold air. I clenched my buttocks around my tail and saw the horse hair swish as I moved my ass. Guessing what was happening to me was one thing. Seeing what was as he had told me just the beginning sent me cold as I stared at the blonde, mascara smudged, slutty looking girl in the mirror, tacked up like a pony, unable to summon the will from the medication to do anything but drop to my knees and cry again.

I watched in the mirror as he stood behind me and unstrapped my tail. After all this time I actually felt bare and exposed no without it.  ‘Upon all fours girl' The crop tapping on my ass as he said it. I watched as he took undid his jodhpurs and the biggest cock I had ever seen popped out firm and erect. I had only ever seen another man's cock changing at the gym or in a public toilet. I had never had reason or indeed the urge to look in truth. Now I was on my knee's watching a man gently stroke a manhood that made my own sissy clit look like just that, a clit. He placed his hand between my legs and began to fondle me quite roughly. I say roughly but I think it was more the feel of his large masculine hands compared the soft tiny fingers of the many girls that I enjoyed doing the same to it since I had been old enough to cum.  His hand slid around my cock and balls with the lube in a regular wanking motion, but my boy clit just hung soft and placid to even the move regular movement. ‘Good, the hormones seem to be suppressing your physical abilities as a male quite nicely'. I did not have time to think as I felt what I assumed was my tail being eased back into my now well stretched pussy ass. The far bigger shock as I realised it was him not my tail easing deep into me, was the ease in which it went in, and how much I was enjoying the feel of him sliding gently in and out, my boy clit now stirring ever so slightly each time his cock pressed fully against my prostrate, or as I was about to find out, what us girls call the G spot.

I dribbled and slobbered moaning hard into the gag at the wonderful feeling inside me, pressing my ass hard as I could into his groin to feel the full depth of enjoyment. My captor was generous, generous in deed. Allowing me fully enjoy and ride his stallion like cock all the way to my own milky climax. I had never shaken all over or cum so hard in my life as the juices dripped to the floor from my still flaccid cock. I knew from that moment I would never miss a hard on again, gripping and eating my cunt ass lips around his member in post orgasmic bliss until he let out a deep loud moan and pulled my ass tightly to his groin and seeded me for the first time.

I didn't even wince as he eased my shit tube and tail back into place. Tossing and swishing it around as my pussy ass lips gripped and enjoyed my hole back filled as it wanted to be. He walked around to my head and tapped me to stand. I scrambled up to my feet, my legs much stronger and more now to do so. I stared into his eyes with almost a longing as he undid the big gag and let it fall to one side. He held out his hand, palm up as always. A small creamy puddle lay in the centre.  A mixture of his man spunk, my own mare juice from the floor, and the odd tiny grain of pony shit that had washed from my dirty animal cunt with it. I placed my collagen bloated lips to his hand and licked and sucked his palm clean as I watched myself in the mirror. His warm hand stroking and patting my neck and face as I continued to lick and eat at his empty hand, still snorting and breathing heavily through my snub nose as I  felt the crop tap my shoulder and I dropped back to my knees.

As I said I had never seen a man's cock really. Let alone had one an inch or so from my face covered in juices from my own ass. I had never tasted anything so good before.........or since. The rest of the story I will tell upon request. If enough who have read it message me at the stable I will continue on...if not I hope at least a few of you enjoyed the first chapter.

Kate x