Chapter #9What was is not you... by: Pony.Mike   You felt sure then as after more than a week of being the in-store pony stallion mascot, that the donning the pony skin permanent embellishment was the neatest thing you ever did for you!
How your adored your gaining a male member that was longer, having its girth equal to a 12 oz can of soda. The new length and added girth offered wild delights when in the small barn and either enjoying a recent pony mare recipient, or the occasional visiting pervert girl or guy.
Yet, the real sense of appreciation you felt by becoming a pony stud, you learned from those perverse minded visitors. You greater appreciation came from the crude crown end to that highly sensual cock-head, as how it reshaped when highly aroused; the thing reminded you of a toilet plunger, and it tended to work about the same way.
Often showing your front teeth in a horny pony fashion of grinning, you would when any customer might note or seeing your spewing volume of a load, as they cooed by notating the smooth as silky a stream. It was from the girls watching you ejaculate, they seeing the pearly globs mixed in your semen, as to them and you the pearls reminded of enjoying the Tapioca pudding. The creamy yellow semen had the girls licking their lips in nervous thoughts or comparisons with a vanilla desert pudding made by a favorite Aunt.
All of this was so becoming as part of the new lifestyle for you, but what you felt more as a delight of being was your enjoyed seeing how when the semen spewed out your cock-head, it spit in a singular, round, fire-hose stream, fanning wider after shot more than three feet from out your cock.
You were allowed to wander, as enjoying the "Male" showroom where horny fellows liked to message you with some hands-on foreplay. On occasion when you stood, body stretched, hind legs out long, your pony male member aroused to a full-flagged state, to then feel eyes staring at you. Odd though how when highly aroused or being pleasured by a pervert customer, that the need to look away from you newest friend for the day, came with the seeing the store manager as watching.
Oh, how the pony style sensual blessings do enhance you simple life, given from large and weighty testicles swelled with volume, the output being a delightful ensuing flood. None not one of they who enjoyed a playtime with you could dare say as something either man, woman, or a Pony would argue they ceased your coupling when gained that a full feeling.
Every morning the store manager paid a call to bring you your breakfast, and would on occasion note the mental changes as how you would forget like give a tongue licking to your muzzle. You living as stock-naked a furry pony ceased the need or ability to sit by a kitchen table to eat a meal. Instead, and from the equine manners, when you stood as ate, your long, erect tally-whacker would hang and or sway, a hind leg or foot toying with, as push aside your constantly erect cock; as if to fight with his cock for competing your enjoying a meal.
If Kim or the store manager saw you foraging while fondling your erection, they would crack a smile, seeing this and other rather more animalistic of vises and traits you do, and doing them without giving a bare thought.
The announcement given one morning as after maybe three months of continued pony sensual frolic, the store manager said, “You need to do more for the customers, they came here for costumes and not toy with you and become a player partner in the daily orgies. You need pay more attention to what they want from here, directing either Kim or me to show the products, as ceasing your sexual harassment of women, as several have complained!
Your manner of showing an enhanced natural sexuality is a great part of what you do here, and from it all became happier being now a pony. We being human shall tend to what customers order, as the store provides products of quite different uses to our more special customers, those who order in quantity, these we need to pay a closer attention.
Therefore, beginning now, today, as part of your manner toward showing the product, keep a wary eye for those you act overly affectionate, liking your form, as I received an order for ten pony types, all males but as geldings, and when having them, would ship the lot to Circe's Exotic Carnival, she plans to use them for giving pony rides to children.
You have your near to evil ways of watching customers, seeing into their thoughts, and then flagging of your tail to alert Kim to show them around the store. Kim too uses her sleek body to help coax perspective customers. You love to watch her work, showing the pony costumes, some male, others female. Kim shows the thrills offered from betterment of sensuality by the use of the Apothecary salve. She then lets the costume do its thing, working magic, until the changed customers discover the reality and thrill of becoming a pony animal, they come to you for learning their future vocation.
Most of either the guy ponies or girl-mares feeling their oats come begging to let them suckle you. Those like that one yesterday, who knelt and begged, he beckoned of you to enter with him as back-inside the changing room. As then giving him your best stallion friendly jack-ramming frolicking, forcing him to understand what it is to being all an animal.
You find it still as humorous when a new customer turned pony stands in their stall, and struggles with learning how to eat without the use of a spook. They who are like you tend to eat while still fighting with their erection, as the bumping of their cock against their then furry belly, causes them to jerk, dribble their feed, and make them angry.
You watch your stable mates, and gave a respectful nod of you head as if he would agree with their difficulty of eating animal style. Some newbies are skittish and require only the lightest of touch by their enhanced as sensual cock-head to disturb a meal,. You have seen many a new pony make a slurry mess, as or after feeling an erupting cock-shiver send forth a spurting squirt, the ejaculate striking their forelegs and occasionally giving a creamy soaking to their morning meal.
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