***** Ines *****

Ines looked a bit disappointed at the only two people who showed up. She suppressed a sigh and started nonetheless.

"Thank you for coming. Well, both of you. Good to see you back Bill and hey Valerie. To be honest I didn't expect the head-cheerleader to show up."

Valerie looked a bit embarrassed but didn't stand up to leave. Encouraged Ines continued.

"Ok, the following bit I have to say, so bear with me here. As you know indentured labor is allowed in our country for the past five centuries. Of course, it isn't what it's used to be. That is good. However, there are some demanding jobs that can only be done by indentured labor. My family's farm is one that specializes in temporary self-indentured labor. Well, what does that mean? If you sign with us, we can do whatever we want, as long as it is within the scope of the contract. After the time of the contract is up, the labor is released and any animal traits transformations are undone. Of course, there is the question of why to do it? We pay a sum upon completion of the contract based on performance. Bill, you did work for us the last year's summer break. Do you mind divulging what you earned?"

Bill answered straight away. "Forty-five thousand. And a little on top."

Ines saw that Valerie was positively surprised. She continued her pitch.

"Of course I have to say here that this is not a usual amount. Most earn about twenty-five to thirty thousand though. It depends on physical fitness and magical aptitude. I must also say that we had some who lacked in these departments and only got about ten thousand. Now, are there questions?"

Bill, of course, knew the game but Valerie had scribbled down a few.

"I know that all indentured are getting a transformation that gives them some animal traits correct? I wonder or rather worry what those might be," Valerie wanted to know.

This was a question Ines expected.

"Yes, that is true. Most of these jobs are simply only possible because of the transformations. Now I think you are worried because you heard of a few less favorable transformation. Like the one with the pig. Right? Yeah. That is a nasty one. We do not do these. We only offer two. The cowgirl and the ponygirl. May I explain both to disperse any misinformation you might have gathered?"

Valerie nodded again.

"Ok, first the cowgirl. It's not the most profitable but still very lucrative form. It is also not very demanding."

Bill injected here a helpful "She means boring."

"Uhm yeah, you could say that. The cowgirl gets milked most of the day. The milk itself is valuable as it contains ingredients for the pharma industries. They use them for some pretty important and rare medicines. Cowgirls spend most of their day in a special contraption to support them. They usually enjoy twenty-four-hour service and have access to a first-class entertainment system. We also offer some remedy classes for those who wish to work on some academic flaws. However, those privileges can be revoked if the labor is unruly. That doesn't usually happen."

Ines took a short break to drink some water. Then she continued.

"The second is the ponygirl. Here is the big money. You might have heard of personal pocket spaces? Yes? Good. Well, these spaces usually are small but offer one big advantage. Time stands still. We enchant ponygirls with not just one of those spaces, but many. Most can carry between sixty to one hundred. Making them better than most conventional methods. Ponygirls are rented out to surrounding farms. They deliver or gather containers. As most of these farms are far away and in the countryside, they do not have access to normal roads. Good thing that ponygirls are 'all-terrain'. Being a ponygirl is a demanding job, but many view it as very rewarding. We do get some fitness enthusiasts every year for that reason."

Ines noticed that Valerie was looking behind her at something. She casually turned around for a moment and spotted Hank outside the classroom she had rented from the school for today. As she turned back to Valerie, she was ready with her next question.

"Yeah, he hangs around near me for the past month. I think he wants me to be his next conquest. By now I think I am the only one of the cheer squad he hasn't done. But that brings me to my next question. There are rumors about ... 'male interaction'. Is there any truth to it? I wouldn't like to run into someone like Hank you know?"

Ines nodded to herself and replied.

"There is some truth to it. We do not know why yet, but people who have spliced animal traits in them, are sexually a bit more active. We provide relief. That can be either done by a stable hand, most of them women, with a toy or by a male indentured. However, the relief by males is optional and a privilege that can be revoked. Let me assure you that no one will force you to have sex with another person. However, the relief by a toy is mandatory. For cowgirls once every two days and once daily for ponygirls. This is necessary because the performance usually suffers."

They discussed some more details of the contract. Bill did sign a slightly modified one right away as he already knew what he was getting into. Valerie took a contract with her, promising she would think about it.

As they both were about to exit Ines addressed them once more.

"Tell you what. I am a little disappointed by the turnout today. And seeing our lurker I have an idea. I offer a bounty. If he signs a contract you both get five hundred bucks cash."

Valerie looked conflicted. Ines quickly assured her.

"He might be around but he will not put his filthy dick in you. I tell you something. I add a clause to the contract. Every time he puts his dick in you I quadruple your earned money and that will never happen because we wouldn't make money. Sounds good? Okay?"

Valerie nodded.

As they walked out Bill whispered to her.

"Follow my lead if you want."

***** Hank *****

Hank was waiting outside for Valerie. She was an elusive one. One he just had to have. He couldn't understand why she was interested in this scam through. Living as a half-animal through summer? She could do better. For example with him. As Bill, that half portion, and Valerie walked out, he quickly blocked the way.

"Hey, Val. You really wanna spend your summer as a dirty animal? If you want I could take you to my friend's beach house. Sun, sand, cool water, and party nonstop. That's how you spend the summer, right?"

"Well, that does sound good Valerie. Though the offer just now is certainly attractive too," interjected Bill.

"What's so good about it?" sneered Hank.

"Oh, you don't know? Transformed people have this crazy sex drive. And most of the laborers are women and they need relief you know. Why else would I sign up?" Bill answered with a sly grin.

Did Bill wink towards Val? Hank wasn't sure. Anyway, Val finally said something too.

"Oh yeah. It's something I am kinda looking forward to. I mean what better excuse to have as much sex as you want, right? Sorry though Bill. As much as I like to see a familiar face there I hope for someone a little bit more 'packed'."

Bill played hurt but soon grinned: "No worries. Lot's of fillies around and so far it looks like I'll be the only male around."

Hank was thinking. Maybe it wasn't as bad. He said his goodbyes to Val and did walk into the classroom to find out.

"Hey, I heard you need more stallions?"

Hank grinned his charming smile towards the girl. He didn't remember the name of her. She wasn't that attractive. Maybe if she dressed better. But for now, she was not worthy to be memorized.

"Well, we not just need stallions. Our contract covers all positions. But a healthy and fine young man like you certainly would be a fine stallion. Sorry, I am a bit out of time. Here take a standard contract and an info brochure. You might especially be interested in the part of it about the heightened sexual needs? Anyway if you are interested I need a signed contract by tomorrow. Good day."

Hank smiled. He was intrigued. Maybe it was worth considering.

***** Ines *****

Ines smiled as she walked out. She was sure there will be three signed contracts. The brochure she gave Hank was certainly all true, but some details might be a bit over-emphasized. Still, she had hoped for more people to show up.

Her farm could use every laborer they could get their hands on. Especially since a new drug was found three years ago that could fight off most forms of cancer.

It was too bad that one of the main ingredients could only be synthesized within a cowgirl. Most cowgirls could produce, over the time span of the summer break, enough to make medicine to cure twenty people. That should account for something, but still, public opinion of indentured labor was steadily sinking. Yes, she was disappointed that only two people showed up. But it was still better than nothing.

***** Valerie *****

"Sorry about my comment just now Bill," Valerie remarked as they both walked out.

"Oh, don't worry about it. I am man enough to don't worry about things like that. Nice acting by the way."

"Thanks. So I have to ask. You are really doing it for the sex?"

Bill laughed.

"No, not at all. Though it is hard to explain. Remember the thing about fitness fanatics? I do not count myself as such, but I do like the challenge. Ok, I have to split here. If you don't mind me telling I really think you might enjoy it too. And the pay is very good. This summer's money goes into my college fund. It's nice to not worry about stuff like that knowing it won't be a problem in the future. I plan to do this every summer and to think that I won't have students debt when I am done with college is a really nice thought."

"Yes, that's the same reason I consider it."

"See you there. Maybe."

"Yeah, maybe. Bye."

***** Valerie *****

Valerie was nervous. A week ago she and her parents signed the contract. Same day Ines gave her five hundred bucks cash. Apparently, Hank had signed. She wasn't looking forward to seeing that jackass around.

She arrived at the farm's teleportation stone. A few hundred miles bridged in an instant. At least it felt like it. In truth about twenty minutes passed by. Surrounding her was a big farm complex and around it farmland as far as to the horizon. She felt a bit lost as a born city girl.

She sighed in relief as she saw Ines walking towards her.

"Hey. Glad you made it. Good. You packed light."

"Hi. Yeah, you said I should."

"Well, we will provide clothing for you. Do you mind if we start right away? We have an open timeslot and we don't like to waste the time of our mages."

"Oh sure," Valerie agreed.

Together they walked up to the farm. Ines noticed the curious glances of Valerie.

"First time in the country?"

"That obvious?"

"Yes, but don't beat yourself up over it. After all, 99.98% of the population lives in cities or towns. Heh. Half of our stable hands live there and come in every day with the teleportation stone."

Valerie was lead towards a big barn. However, she only saw a part of it, as she was lead into a locker room.

"I'll be your guide. Hope you don't mind. This locker is yours. Please place your bag into it and undress yourself. Place your clothes in there and put on the provided robe."

Valerie did as she was told but couldn't help to ask a bit.

"So is anyone else around here I know?"

Ines was reading something on her pad but answered nonetheless.

"Ah yes. Bill arrived yesterday. He is a bit eager. Not that we mind. He did great work last year. We are glad he came back. You might see Susan. From the year below us. The small shy one? Well, she's a cowgirl now. Maybe you see her around. And tomorrow we expect Hank. That's all. Very small turnout this year. Thankfully we have other recruitment methods and areas. All ready? Good. Follow me."

Valerie was lead by Ines into a small room that had two small padded benches.

"Now, here comes a very important part. You need to build an enchantment foundation. Just like you learned in the mage-basics class. Make it good and make it strong as our mages will solidify it for your duration here. That means it can't be enlarged by you but neither can it degrade while you sleep. The foundation is used by us, the farm, to give you useful enchantments. So the better you do the more money you make. So give your best. Tell me when you are done building it and I get a mage to solidify it."

Valerie nodded. After a good hour, she was done. Ines got a mage and shortly after Ines clued Valerie in.

"Looks like a B grade foundation with a size of one hundred and four. That's actually pretty good. And your fitness is good too. Congrats. Looks like you will be a ponygirl."

"Uhm thanks, I guess. What now?"

"Now we get you transformed and outfitted. After that, you meet the others of your group. It looks like you will be in group blue the number five. Okay, come on."

Valerie followed Ines through some corridors until they reached a big circular room. Twelve mages sat there and were mumbling something. Ines told her to strip out of the robe and sit in the middle. Soon the mumbling got louder and the air around her vibrated with power. She felt a sudden tension within her. Then she noticed that her feet bent forward on their own. Turning darker and getting harder. Soon she had hooves. They were arched as if she was wearing high heels, yet without the heels. Next, she felt a pressure at her spine and shortly after a tail broke through. At last, she felt her ears elongate and move slightly upwards.

Then she waited and wondered what came next. She spotted Ines and she mouthed to Valerie.

"Enchantments. Takes time."

After about thirty minutes the mages stopped and Ines helped Valerie up. She wobbled a bit but quickly got her new hooves figured out. Ines took her hand and lead her to the next room.

"There. The easy part is done. Ha. Just kidding. Ok, now that you are a proper ponygirl it's time to get you dressed."

She opened a locker and removed a black underbust corset with blue lines and accents, as well as a blue five on the left backside. Ines wrapped it around her and pull the strings tight. It wasn't so tight that it bothered her much, but it certainly was tight enough that it couldn't twist or move. Next, she gave Valerie two soft foam-balls to hold. As Valerie complied two hoof-shaped gloves were pulled over her hands, effectively making them useless. Wristbands secured them and both of the bands were snapped into d-rings on the sides of the corset.

"Why do you need my arms bound?" asked Valerie.

"Well, remember that I told you that ponygirls are sexually a tad more active? This prevents unnecessary fumbling. Now come here and bend over this padded table."

As she complied Ines wrapped a strap around her preventing her from standing up. She watched in shock as Ines pulled a big butt plug out of a box.

"Is that really necessary? I read that pony-girls used to wear them with tails attached. But now with the transformation that won't be needed right?"

Ines smeared some gel on it and then dropped a few squirts on Valerie's butt hole.

"Unfortunately it is. You see the ponygirls are so overloaded with enchantments that they radiate a bit off. It's no joke. Your poop will be magical. And since we have some farmers as clients that grow fully natural, no magic allowed, we have to prevent 'littering'. Now relax. And I do mean literally. It will go in easier. Don't worry. I'll be gentle."

Over the next thirty minutes, Ines gently pushed the plug repeatedly in a little and then out again. Each time a little deeper. Halfway Valerie was begging her to 'put it in already', but Ines only smiled and continued on. While Valerie didn't comment on it Ines could see the growing wetness between her legs. Finally, the plug was deep enough that it passed the widest point and sucked itself in.

"There. That wasn't so bad, right? Now it's time to buckle you in."

Ines spread Valerie's legs a bit more. Then she grabbed one of the straps that dangled from the front of the corset. It had a cutout part that when Ines pulled it back framed Valerie's vulva perfectly on both sides. Pulling it further she buckled it on the back, driving the plug a bit deeper too. Next came a small soft strap that had rounded edges and a slight dent in the front. The dent aligned with Valerie's clit and managed to barely avoid touching it. The rest dug itself between her nether lips, separating them slightly. A final wide strip covered the others and hid Valerie's sex. Two big leather straps were put on her tights. These were black and blue and sported the number five as well. Ines removed the restriction and allowed Valerie to stand up again.

"Pretty good so far. You already make a nice ponygirl."

She placed a collar with D-ring on her. Then, before Valerie could react, Ines put her mouth on Valerie's. Valerie had never been into girls but this felt good. Better than she had thought. She quickly lost herself. Closing her eyes to enjoy it more. Ines pulled her mouth away and blindly Valerie tried to catch it again. Instead, something hard yet yielding slipped between her lips.

"Works every time," remarked Ines and giggled.

Valerie noticed that it was a bit-gag with a lot of attached straps. Those were carefully strapped around her head. Soon her view was limited and her hair was pulled into a ring to create a high ponytail.

"Done. Perfect. On to the next step."

Valerie wanted to protest but with her gag not much escaped her mouth. She was already hot and bothered and wanted release. The little kissing hadn't helped. She wondered when she could get some relief. Ines led her to two big boxes. Maybe about five feet wide, long and high.

"These are our transport boxes. They are enchanted to work with your extradimensional spaces. Let's see how many they managed to cram into you. Ninty-two. Not bad. You should be able to access these slots by instinct. Come here before this box and think strongly about slot sixty-seven."

Valerie did as she was told and a slight airflow from the vacuum where the box stood alerted her that it had worked. Ines looked at her pad. "Good. Correct slot. See this marking over there on the floor. Move next to it and think about placing the box from slot sixty-seven there."

Again Valerie followed the order and managed to make the box reappear.

"Great. So much for the checks, if the enchantments work. Time to meet your team leader."

Valerie wanted to ask for some cover for her naked breasts but only garbled nonsense came out. She quickly gave up. Ines clipped a leash to her collar and lead her out. Valerie was a bit embarrassed, but nobody minded that she was still half-naked. Apparently, that was a common sight around here.

She was led to another barn and in it, she saw four other ponygirls. All of them had a black outfit like Valerie with blue trimming. They were numbered one to four.

She heard Ines whisper in her ear.

"Here, our ways split for now. Behave and do well. Don't disappoint me. Remember I'll keep my eyes on you."

Ines unclipped the leash and walked over to the ponygirl marked as number one.

"Blue one here is your last girl. I think you can tell that she is another new one so keep an eye out. Good luck."

Valerie meanwhile inspected her fellow ponygirls. *They look so sexy. I wonder if I look so sexy too. Hmm number one looks familiar but I can't place her.*

Valerie's thoughts were interrupted as the girl with the number one spoke. Only now Valerie noticed that number one's gag was out.

"Okay listen up. My name is Billie. But for everyone around here, it's blue-one. Why? The stable hands have a lot of girls to handle. Learning all names would be difficult. So blue-one it is. You are blue-two to blue-five. Normally I will be gagged too. Yes, the gag is necessary. In fact, it has so many reasons I don't bother to say them all. We are on a timetable after all. While gagged a ponygirl has two main ways to communicate. Her left hoof and her right. The right hoof is for telling yes, one stomp, no, two stomps, and 'I am not sure', three stomps. The left hooves stomps are for the numbers one to five. These are for addressing your fellow ponygirls. Is that understood?"

The ponygirls in front of her stomped once with their right hoof and Valerie quickly followed the example.

"Good. Next, we do some training in group work. Tomorrow we start the real deal. And as my last words before I am re-gagged let me say this: welcome to the blue team."

A trainer came and re-fastened Billie's gag. Then they were lead outside to the training area.

*****

It was evening and Valerie was tired. They had trained for hours. She knew now pretty good how to use her hooves. What commands to follow and how her team was to be moving in a formation.

By now she wanted more than anything to either sleep or finally cum. The strap between her nether lips was driving her crazy. Her team left the training ground and made a bee-line for a barn that had a wide-open side.

Valerie soon saw why. The whole length there were pairs of elongated buckets with kibble and water. When five pairs were free blue-one lead her team forward. A groom removed her bite-gag and for the first time in hours, she could close her jaw. Strangely she didn't like the feeling and she actually missed the gag a little.

"Blue-five eat," came from her left.

It had been blue-one reminding her. She looked down. The kibble didn't look very appealing. The pellets were dry and maybe the size of cherry tomatoes. She could actually make out four different types that looked a bit different. She decided to try one but that was easier said than done, as her hands and arms were still bound.

Scooping one up she immediately wanted more. Yes, they were dry. But they tasted actually good. One reminded her of meatloaf with gravy. Another one of tuna sushi with soy sauce. The third was a pretty good buttered popcorn substitute. The last one was like a savory chocolate cake. Before she knew it she was pulled away and pushed towards the water bucket.

Lost in the flavors she hadn't noticed that she was already pretty full and close to overeating. After she drank her share she felt a bit bloated.

The farmhand put back her bit-gag and the whole team moved to the middle of the farm. Valerie was confused about why. There were a few vertical padded poles about the height of someone's hip. Besides the poles, an attendee was waiting.

Blue-one moved forward and did a ponygirl cutesy. One that Valerie had also learned a few hours before. Then blue one turned around and stomped her left leg two times. Blue two moved forward and bend her upper body over the pole.

"Do you want relief?" asked the attendant.

Blue-two stomped a yes. Soon the straps between her legs were opened and a big vibrating dildo was worked in and out of her. Valerie was jealous and wondered when her turn would be. She was so horny that she tried to rub her inner thighs against each other a bit.

"Looks like someone is very eager. Hello again, blue-five."

The voice from behind startled Valerie. She couldn't see her but she recognized Ines' voice.

"I heard you were a good girl. Maybe I should reward you personally?"

Valerie only hesitated for a moment before she stomped a yes.

"Very well. But before we start let me ask you one more thing. Instead of a dildo would you like it more if I used a strap-on on you?"

Valerie blushed, but horny as she was she just didn't care. She had never thought about women in a sexual way, but the offer right now meant the world to her. Again she stomped a yes.

Ines finally walked around Valerie so that she could see her. She was wearing a proud grin as she clipped a leash on Valerie's collar.

A slight pull and Valerie followed her to one of the poles. Eagerly she let herself be bent over it. She suddenly felt a chill. The straps were removed and her moist vagina was exposed to the slight wind.

Ines meanwhile walked around her again and stood before her. Slowly she buckled a strap-on around her hips. Ignoring the pleading eyes of Valerie to hurry up. With everything tightened Ines returned behind her again and didn't let Valerie wait for long. A hard rod pushed deep inside of her. Valerie moaned in ecstasy. Time lost meaning for her as each push brought her closer to her desperately needed orgasm. As it came Valerie bucked wildly and her moaning was surely heard by the whole farm.

As she basked in the afterglow she felt a calmness. She had just been taken by a girl before the whole farm and yet she just didn't care. The strap-on slipped out of her and a hand patted her bum.

"Good little filly." She heard and then the gravel under Ines boots as she walked away.

A farmhand buckled the straps back and Valerie was lead to her team. She had to wait a bit and had to watch as blue-four and blue-one got their relief.

Slowly the adrenaline was leaving her system. She was glad that blue one led her team to a barn with stalls. Each had a bed in it that was a mix of bean bags and water beds. Probably as a joke each bed was printed with the texture of haystacks. Valerie didn't care for that detail. As soon as she flopped down on hers she was fast asleep.

***** Hank *****

Hank still wasn't sure if he made a mistake signing the contract and coming here. He slowly walked from the teleportation stone towards the farm.

As he came close five pony girls in black with red trim passed by him. He clearly saw three of them devouring him with their eyes as if he was some tasty treat.

*Maybe this wasn't a mistake, after all,* he thought.

Arriving at the farm he looked around if he could spot Valerie somewhere, but instead saw Ines coming closer.

He didn't like her but he knew how to cover it up.

"Here I am. Punctual on the dot."

"Ah yes. Good. Welcome to my family's farm. You are more than punctual. An hour early in fact. We have an open spot if you'd like to start a bit sooner."

Thinking about the five pony girls just now he could hardly wait.

"Sure. Lead the way."

Ines showed him, inside a big barn, an area where he could change into a robe and store his belongings. Next, he was lead to a small room with some benches.

"Please prepare an enchantment foundation like you learned to do in school. We will solidify it for your stay so give your best. The better you do the more money you earn."

That took some time. Hank never was good at magical or intellectual things. Not that he would admit it of course. When he said he was ready nearly two hours had passed. A mage was called and soon it was fixed.

Ines looked at her pad and remarked:

"Hmm could be better. D-grade with a size of thirty-nine. However, it will do for the spot in mind."

Then he was lead to a big circular room. A few mages and two farmhands, that were nearly as big and beefy as he was, waited for him. He was told to strip and he hesitated a moment to be naked before other men.

"Okay, sit down in the middle of the room. We will place some restraints on you. Don't worry about them. The transformation won't be painful but now and then we get some people who are a bit overwhelmed."

They quickly bound his wrists behind his back and with a chain to a hook on the floor. Hank was definitely nervous but was too much of a macho to let it show.

The mages started humming and murmuring and the air filled with the presence of magic. Then his body started to change. It felt weird. Not like he expected. He noticed that he was getting a bit shorter and he lost a lot of muscle texture.

Soon his thighs widened and his hips ballooned out a bit. Now a bit of panic started to show. His arms and shoulders became more slender. As he noticed his penis shrinking, he shouted at Ines. Demanding answers. But she only grinned and kept quiet.

A moment later he felt his vagina form. By now he was thrashing around, but the restraints held him good. Finally losing his strength he laid down on his back. Only to feel his chest getting heavier. His nipples got bigger, stiff and soon thick like his thumb used to be. They pulled away from his chest as two big mounds formed under them. Even from his perspective, he could guess they were big. Maybe double D or E cup. It was hard to judge. He was more used to an outside perspective when evaluating them.

Then to his horror two pairs of breasts of equal proportion grew under his first set. He nearly missed that his feet changed to hooves. The last change he noticed was the growing of a cow tail and that his whole body was turning white with soft brown cow flecks.

Still, the mages chanted on for a while. Now and then Hank shouted again but everyone ignored him. Finally, the mages stopped and the farmhands helped him stand up, the restrictions removed. Hank tried to shake free but now the two men were much stronger than him. Ines walked over to him with a sadistic smile.

"Let me explain a bit. Stallions are usually long-term indentured and are given the transformation as a reward. We certainly don't make pricks like you into stallions. Now behave like a good cowgirl before you lose some more privileges."

Hank answered her with a string of curses, cut short by a big ball-gag. Both stable hands dragged him into a nearby room. Ines followed and then strapped Hank into a harness that barely covered him. Half-cups below his six breasts took at least a little weight off.

Ines gave a signal and he was dragged outside.

Embarrassed he tried to cover himself but his arms were still held by the guys beside him. Soon they entered a barn with rows and rows of stalls. In most of them, he could see cowgirls strapped into some kind of contraption. As they neared an empty stall he knew he would soon end up like them. They pushed him into the middle of the stall and proceeded to click straps and belt into his harness.

As they activated a pulley Hank was lifted upwards. His whole body was levitated save for his head, arms, and legs. Lettings his head hang he noticed that his hair was now light brown and slightly longer.

His arms were bent behind his back and shackled together with leather bands around his wrist. Then they were tied with a thin leather strip to his cow tail. Pulling or twisting his arms pulled on his tail and that was not very comfortable.

Next, he felt something cold drip on his ass hole. He tried to peek behind him and saw that one of the men was holding a big butt plug with a tube attached. He felt the tip on his pucker and with a shove, the plug entered his rectum. His ass pulsed with a dull pain but try as he might he couldn't push the invader out. An added strap took his hope for success to expel it too.

He could see that a dark blue fluid slowly traveled down the tube and a cold sensation as it entered him. Slowly it wormed itself deeper and he felt a pressure building within. Then he felt as his legs were spread and lifted from the ground. Strapped to the side of the stall they looked like a reversed V. Now he truly was fully suspended.

Then his ball-gag was removed but the relief didn't last long. A ring-gag with head harness replaced it. Buckled tight his speech was so garbled that neither stable boy understood his begging to be released.

However, the harness was hooked into a hanging strap and Hank's head was held up. Releasing the strain on his neck. With a shock, Hank noticed that his spread open mouth pointed exactly ahead on the hip level. Or to be more concrete on the crotch level of the farmhands.

His worry was replaced by horror as the guys started to massage his breasts and knead his nipples. He felt humiliated, but at the same time, heat was growing between his legs. When a nipple was stiff enough they pressed a mechanical milker on it and a building vacuum wielded it firmly to his breast. Soon all his tits felt the heavy pull of the milkers. Their work was done and the stable hands left Hank alone.

He didn't know if that terrified him more or calmed his nerves. The pressure in his intestines still raised and the vacuum on his nipples started to arch.

Then, maybe a quarter-hour later, it started happening. He felt a flow squeezed out of one of his nipples. Soon the rest followed. He sighed in relief. Unnoticed by him his breasts had filled with milk and had built up quite a pressure. Now as they flowed the arching and pressure ebbed away. It actually felt kind of good.

"Looks like someone is enjoying himself. Or I guess it's herself now," remarked Ines.

Hank hadn't noticed her arrival as he had closed his eyes for a moment to enjoy the feeling. Now he cursed himself for the moment of weakness. He tried anew to beg for release but Ines had other plans.

"Oh, that mouth of your will lead you into more trouble. But I have a plan to help you. Ah, don't thank me yet. You see, or rather feel, that blue liquid entering you from behind? That's our nutrition fluid for our cowgirls. Ninety-nine point nine eight percent is absorbed into your intestines. Meaning we only have to clean there about every other day. But I thought I give you a special treat. A little food for you to enjoy."

She pulled a big clear bag from close by into his view. It was filled with a white slimy looking fluid. Maybe four quarts filled the bag. Under a valve, a thin tube exited the bag and ended in a very realistic looking penis. Seeing that Hank tried to shook his head and talk sense into Ines but she smiled only her sadistic smile.

"You see our stallions, the real ones, not the ponyboy ones, have now and then certain needs and when they do use some dummies we end up with this. A lot of sperm. It's even still warm!"

Ines hung the bag from a nearby hook and then shoved the penis into his mouth. Of course, it was secured with a strap so it couldn't fall out. She opened the valve and Hank could see the spunk slowly travel downward.

"Now be a good cowgirl and suck your treat up. If I come back later and there is something left I might be very displeased."

With that, she left Hank alone. As the salty fluid reached his gag it passed right through and Hank tasted it on his tongue. His breaking point was reached. He started to sob and cry like there wasn't a tomorrow. A sudden movement startled him.

"Oh, I forgot something."

Ines didn't even acknowledge his tears as she slipped past him and placed a small plastic bowl under him, right under his newly formed pussy. As she left Hank noticed a faint splash now and then. Soon he realized what it was. His arching sex was dripping. Besides the horrible situation and everything that happened, he was deeply aroused. Now and then a droplet of his moist pussy would fall down, hitting the plastic bowl. Each drop ashamed him. Each drop humiliated him further. Each drop made him cry harder.

***** Valerie *****

Valerie woke up when the sun was still beyond the horizon. But she wasn't the only one. She heard her whole team stir and stand up.

She didn't have to wait long as a stable boy let her and her team out.

A loud stomp alerted her to pay attention to blue-one. As everyone else did blue one lead them out to the barn where the kibble was.

Breakfast time. This time Valerie managed to control herself better.

Afterward, her team leader led her over to a big outdoor area that looked like an open-air bath.

Stable hands removed her butt-plug. Shocked she that the other pony girls squatted over some marked spots and made a big number two. She blushed heavily as she knew she was expected to do the same. Fighting her nervousness she did squat too and let go.

It took some time and by now the others were watching her and waiting. That didn't make it one bit easier for her. After five minutes, that felt like an eternity to her, she finally managed to do it.

Blue-one came over and rubbed her flank on Valerie's.

*Is that the ponygirl version of a pat on the shoulder?* she wondered.

She noticed that the piles that were dumped got picked up by the farmhands and placed in clearly marked plastic bags with the "hazardous magic" sign.

*Maybe Ines didn't pull my leg on this one.* Valerie thought.

Of course, a new plug was worked into her. Before they could leave the area all of them were sponge bathed. While it was nice to be cleaned she felt strange afterward.

She needed a moment to figure it out. She couldn't smell herself and the other ponygirls on her. Strange that she only noticed it when it was gone. Once done blue-one lead her team towards the middle of the farm.

There she waited. Blue-two, three and four played some kind of tag, but Valerie didn't know the rules and opted to wait beside blue-one.

About ten minutes later she saw Ines walk over. She looked stressed and didn't spare many words. She held up a pad and blue-one looked it over. When blue-one was done she stomped once. Ines gave a quick smile. She pulled out a small drone and once it was airborne she turned around and left.

Blue-one stomped. The other pony girls in her team stopped their game and build a line behind blue-one. Valerie was quick to assume her position. Single file her team moved out.

Valerie was a bit worried that the five of them left the farm alone but she reasoned that's what the small drone following them was for. To keep an eye on them and watch out if a mishap occurred.

They traveled for maybe two hours through farmland on dirt roads. To the left of her, the sun climbed slowly over the horizon but with the blinders in place, she only caught glances.

Four times blue-one raised the speed. Starting out at a slow jog and ending what was nearly a full running speed. Valerie didn't mind. She actually felt really good speeding through the landscape. Being now on hooves felt natural and she noticed that the hooves were good to simply ignore stones or other small rubble.

As blue-one slowed she saw that they arrived at another farm. At the entrance, a lot of delivery crates were stacked. Blue-one did go around and stomped their numbers. Each pony called quickly picked up the crates in their pile and transferred them into their extradimensional storages.

When Valerie was done with hers she noticed two things. Her pile filled exactly every one of her slots. All the other piles were gone too. Her team moved out again.

Every few hundred feet they stopped. Besides the fields were marked spots for the crates. Blue-one stomped for blue-two and she, in turn, put down crates for all the spots. Moving on the same repeated at the next spot with the change that it was blue-three's turn.

It was, maybe around eleven o'clock, when blue-three ran out of crates. Soon blue-four and blue-two followed. Next Valerie ran out.

Not that she minded. She was rather proud to have the second biggest cargo space. It took actually fourteen more stops for blue
-one to ran out. On that spot, there were already three out of six crates. With blue-ones completing the work another ponygirl team had started.

*Someone did some serious planning to make it fit like that.* she concluded.

Again blue-one picked up some speed and the rest followed happily. Around noon they arrived at another farm. Instead of going to the crates blue-one lead them to a small trailer parked nearby. Valerie noticed the farmhands and the function of the trailer. In a short amount of time, they were feed and sponged bathed again. With the pit stop done her team loaded the next crates and set out for the next leg of their work.

***** Ines *****

Hank whimpered pathetically when Ines came by the next time. She noticed that the bag was about three fourth emptied. She also saw the pathetic look on his, or rather her, face. She crouched down and undid the strap that did hold the dildo in.

"You aren't done. It looks like you earned another punishment. Oh, my! Your bowl is full and overflowing. Tell you what. Before I add your punishment how about we make a deal. I have a nice buzzing vibrator with your name on it. But there is a hook. Namely another nice full bag of horse sperm for you. Do you want it?"

She didn't need to wait very long. The cowgirl quickly caved and nodded her head in shame.

"No. No. No. I won't accept nodding. Give me a 'moo' like a good cowgirl."

The cowgirl soon tried her best but with her mouth pried open, it sounded pathetic. She saw the fear and tears building as she saw her realize that she couldn't moo correctly. Meaning her relief might not be available to her. Ines grinned her sadistic grin.

"What a pathetic sound. But I will let it slip today. I'll be back with your new bag of horse sperm but also with a nice buzzing toy for you. But before that. There is your punishment."

With that, she slipped a blindfold over the cowgirl's eyes. Knowing that removing her eyesight would make her feel the rest of her body that much more intense. Smiling she did go fetch another bag.

***** Valerie *****

The sun was slowly settling down when Valerie and her team returned. She was tired again but also strangely hyped. All the running and the fresh air had lifted her mood to new heights. But she also felt quite aroused again. She was looking forward to her relief.

First, however, was the regular routine. Doing her business of numbers one and two, a sponge bath, and eating her kibble. She was so excited that she nearly broke the line of her team a few times. Earning her scolding glances from blue-one.

Arriving at the poles she was saddened a bit that Ines wasn't around. Worse she had to wait for her turn. Usually, blue-one would take the last spot in every activity. Not now. The message was clear: be patient or you have to wait even longer. There was something else different too.

Besides the attendant was a ponyboy. Thankfully not Hank. But he certainly was good looking and well hung too. She watched as each teammate was asked if she wanted to be taken by the ponyboy instead. They all stomped yes. Valerie was amazed as the boy had his tool up and ready every time the next girl was over the pole.

Finally, it was her turn. As she was asked if she wanted the boy she suddenly was a bit intimidated. She stomped no. Leaning over the pole the attendant used the vibrator she had seen the day before.

Again she had a shattering orgasm. But not as good as the pounding she got the day before from Ines. She wondered if the ponyboy would have done a better job.

*Maybe tomorrow,* she thought.

Still satisfied she followed her team towards their barn. Like the day before she did quickly fall asleep.

***** Hank *****

Hank was tired but happy. And he was ashamed to admit that. Ines had held her word. Yes, there was another bag of horse cum, but the vibrator made it so worth it. Hank couldn't remember how many orgasms he had. Orgasms, unlike anything he ever had as a man.

The toy would take regular breaks and Hank used them to greedily suck on his gag and cum. He certainly didn't want to earn another punishment. Now and then he had a clear thought. Most times it was the worry that he didn't mind the taste of the horse sperm anymore. Then he felt the tube was empty. It meant no punishment for him. Satisfied with his accomplishment he let himself finally pass out from the exhaustion.

***** Valerie *****

Over the next few days, Valerie quickly got the gist of the schedule. Three days were reserved for delivering empty crates to the fields. The next three days were spent picking up filled crates and hauling them back to the various farms.

She often saw field workers just finishing their work, filling the crates with fresh produce, when her team arrived. At first, she was a bit embarrassed walking around them half-naked. The other ponies didn't mind and soon Valerie got used to it.

On her sixth workday, a Saturday, blue-one suddenly stopped in the middle of the road. That was very unusual. Then she stomped four times with her right leg. Valerie needed a moment to remember the meaning: wait here.

As all the ponies in her team stomped a yes, blue-one started to sprint through the fields following their drone. They had to wait for about an hour till blue-one came back. Resuming their route as if nothing has happened.

At noon she used the short lunch break, where she wasn't gagged, to asked what happened. Blue-one didn't mind. It wasn't the first time Valerie or another girl used it the lunch break to ask a question.

Quickly blue-one explained.

"Each team leader carries one less crate than others. Instead, they have a portable auto-doc in that slot. If an emergency happens the nearest team leader is dispatched. Today it was a picker who had an allergic reaction. His medication only helped a little. Therefore I was needed."

That made Valerie feel better. Even far away from the city, they had the option for some kind of emergency treatment.

Sunday broke the usual work schedule. Most farms rested on this day. Since ponygirls were geared for a high workload they couldn't just laze around all day. Valerie learned quite a few ways to keep herself entertained.

There were racetracks and obstacle courses. Classes about how to act more like a real pony. Her favorite, however, was what most trainers referred to as "the flower". On the ground were four big white circles. Each circle was connected to the others by connecting curving lines.

Once a ponygirl entered the flower, by standing on the middle line, she got a string of codes. The code dictated how a ponygirl had to traverse the lines of the circles and their connecting lines. Clockwise or counterclockwise and in what order. Once Valerie had the rules memorized, she started to work on getting longer sequences done without flaws.

While waiting in line she noticed that most ponies waiting for the flower were team leaders. Of course, blue-one was in the line just before her. As the Sunday was like a big carnival for pony girls they were free to explore and participate as they liked.

Valerie, unfamiliar with everything, opted to follow blue-one like a lost puppy. Blue-one didn't seem to mind. In fact, she showed Valerie each activity before settling on the flower. Now and then, when one of them broke their best record or came close they earned a reward. Valerie like that motivation a lot as it usually meant a trip to the bars where she would get relief.

The third time she earned one she actually overcame her hesitation and let herself be pounded by a ponyboy. It felt so good that she resolved to only cum by ponyboy if available.

In the afternoon Ines found them. Clipping a leash on Valerie and on blue-one, she led them aside. They entered a smaller barn that mostly sheltered vehicles.

Suddenly blue-one was looking excited. In fact, Valerie never had her seen this hyped. Ines led them to a small two-wheel cart. Soon their corsets were strapped to the cart and Ines added reins to their gags. Valerie noticed the weight change of the cart as Ines climbed onto the small seat.

They pulled out as Ines gave them commands via reins and whip. Valerie didn't mind the whip as much as she thought she would. It mostly glanced her behind and it was never really painful. Together with blue-one, she pulled the cart out of the farm area and along some dirt road.

She just got the hang of it when Ines suddenly stopped them. Valerie wondered why, looking wary as Ines came around to them. She noticed that Ines carried two pieces of leather with her. As one of them was slipped over blue-one's eyes she realized those were blindfolds. A moment later she was blindfolded too.

Her worried and pleading look ignored. She could hear the gravel and dirt under Ines's boots as she walked back towards the cart. A change of weight and soon again came the signal to walk forward. However, the tempo was rather slow.

Valerie tried not to panic. She saw nothing. No stones or roots to avoid. She didn't know where sinkholes were either. All she could do was trust in Ines steering.

Now and then came a tuck towards the left and right. Valerie needed some time to get into a rhythm with blue-one. Here and there one of them turned a bit more than the other, leading to a small accidental tug of war. However soon Valerie oriented herself to blue ones lead and it got smoother.

Just then Valerie got the command to walker faster. That of a brisk pace of walking. Valerie's heart hammered in her chest. It was so different than the running she normally did. With nothing to see she had to trust Ines completely. If she wanted to or not. After maybe a half-hour the pacing got slower again. A sharper tug caused a turn that got them off the dirt path. After she noticed a slight slope downward she got the command to stop.

A moment later her blindfold was removed and before her lay a lake with clear water. Ines started to unbuckle blue-one first. As soon as the last strap was loose blue one darted around Ines and into the water. Earning a chuckle from Ines and a disbelieving look from Valerie.

She too was unbuckled but was more hesitant to sprint into the water. What would she do if she'd fall over with arms still bound? Seeing her hesitation Ines slapped her on the butt, urging her on.

"Go ahead. Each ponygirl has a flotation enchantment. If you get too deep it floats you up. Head upwards of course."

Still hesitant she moved slowly down the small beach. Before her was blue-one, happily dog-paddling in deeper water. Dipping a hoof into the water she felt the refreshing coolness. A moment later she wondered how she got waist-deep in so fast.

However, she liked the water on her sweaty skin. Slowly she was getting in deeper. Suddenly her hooves lost contact but true to Ines words she floated just fine. She too paddled happily around. Now and then going out a bit to chase blue-one or to be chased by her.

A sudden whistle broke their play. Ines was waving them out. Though a tad disappointed Valerie complied. Both blue-one and herself was rubbed dry by Ines. Then she saw three blankets side by side. Two of them had small bowls of kibble and water.

Suddenly noticing her hunger she couldn't wait for her gag to be removed. Soon blue-one and she were munching and Ines was tanning herself a bit. Being done both imitated Ines.

When she nearly dozed off she heard Ines speaking.

"So Billie how is our Valerie doing?"

"Pretty good actually. She doesn't lag around and is quick on the uptake. Today she made a twenty-four sequence on the flower without flaw."

"Not bad. Not bad. Tell me when she breaks the forty."

Valerie was slightly blushing to hear the compliment.

"You know I can hear you right?"

That earned her a few chuckles.

"So how are you doing so far in your own opinion?" wanted Ines to know.

"Hmm. Don't know. But I have a lot more fun than I thought. And blue-one is a good teacher. Even gagged."

Ines nodded but Billie quickly admonished her.

"It's Billie when it is just us ok?"

By reflex, she nearly stomped but caught herself.

"Ok, I'll try to remember."

Billie and Ines proceeded to talk a bit more about the farm business. While it was interesting Valerie only listened halfheartedly. The late afternoon sun felt divine on her skin. Suddenly she burst out laughing, prompting the others to look at her questionably. Between her fits, she only managed to get out a "weird tan-line". That earned her a few chuckles from the others too.

A moment later Ines told them.

"Ok, one more swim for you. Afterward, I have a surprise for you before we head back. Not so fast Billie. The gags go back in first."

Quickly they were refastened and both sprinted towards the water again.

It took some while till they had their fill. Grinning both left the water and trotted over to Ines. After all, there was the promise of a surprise. Noticing both ponygirls waiting Ines put her pad down and stood up.

"Coming. Coming. Oh my, you two are eager."

Ines walked over to the cart and got a contraption out. As Ines unfolded it Valerie recognized a portable version of the poles where ponygirls get their reward. She glanced at Billie and saw a grin that mirrored her own. As the pole was unfolded Ines walked over and unbuckled both ponygirls straps between their legs. Ines came over to Valerie and looked her in the eyes.

"I know Billie doesn't like the strap-on. Do you want it?"

Thinking back when she got her first taste of Ines strap-on she quickly stomped a yes. Ines gave her a nod and a smile. She walked slowly over to the cart and opened one of its compartments.

As Ines took out the strap-on Valerie's eyes widened in shock. It was not the same one as last time. This one had longer dildos. The one on the front was as long as a ponyboy's, and those were so long that Valerie was convinced that ponygirls had extra deep vaginas to accommodate these monsters of a dong.

Valerie guessed theirs was about a foot long. From the side, she could hear Billie snicker. For her, the size clearly wasn't a surprise. While Valerie gave Billie the evil eye Ines had walked behind her.

A few taps from behind and Valerie spread her legs a bit. Confused she wondered why she shouldn't walk over to the pole. Then the tip of the dildo entered her and Valerie closed her eyes wallowing in the pleasure. Ines took her time sliding it in inch by inch. However, when it was completely in she, didn't start to pump in and out.

Valerie suddenly noticed that buckles were fastened around her hip and weight was pulling on her belts. Looking down she saw that she wasn't the one to be pounded by the strap-on. She was supposed to do the pounding as she was wearing the strap-on.

Another snickering made her look up and she saw Billie casually walking over to the pole, bending her upper body over it and opening her legs in playful invitation.

Mentally she prepared herself for what was to come. She never thought she would do another girl this way, but presented with the opportunity now she couldn't help but feel hornier. Slowly she stepped closer. It was a strange feeling to have the monstrous appendage flop around between her legs.

As she stopped behind Billie Ines quickly helped by lifting the silicon shlong and guiding its tip into Billie's waiting love canal. More help wasn't needed as Valerie pushed deep inside, earning a moan from Billie. She started with a slow rhythm as she was very unfamiliar with his role.

As she slowly gained speed she noticed that a bit of her internal dildo moved in and out. But only a little and for a moment she wished she could change with Billie to get the long and deep thrust she gave her. Meanwhile, Billie started to pant and moan more and shortly afterward shuddered as an orgasm wracked her body.

Valerie was hot and bothered too but still too far away from her own. She simply continued to pound Billie and get closer to her own. She thought Billie wouldn't mind.

Finally, she too was close. Trembling with anticipation, she had to switch to slow and deep, yet powerful thrusts. She came to a shattering orgasm and Billie wasn't far behind with her second.

Out of breath, she slumped on Billie for a moment. Enjoying the heat of her on her own skin.

"All done?" came the casual question from Ines.

Valerie heaved herself up so Billie could stand up too. Still, a bit panting she looked down. Her temporary dick gently swaying below her, still glistening with her partner's juices.

Not for long. Ines "washed" it with an extra-large sanitary wipe. Next, she wiped Billie's sex clean and re-buckled her crotch-straps. As she turned around she gave Valerie a look over. Shrugging she blindfolded Valerie and then Billie.

Valerie was confused. *Hey what about the strap-on?*

She stomped three times to make her confusion know but only received a slap on her bum and a "shush".

Moments later she was strapped to the cart again. Then she heard Ines pack up the last remains of the picnic. She noticed Ines climbing on the cart and not long after her reins gave her the go signal.

The way back to the farm was very different. The long appendage between her legs bumped and swayed, throwing off her rhythm. Worse was that the outer dildo and the inner one were connected. Each movement was mirrored and transmitted deep inside her. It didn't take long for Valerie to be hot and bothered again.

When they finally arrived at the farm she was panting more from her strapped on tormentor than the exhaustion of pulling the cart. Soon she was released from the blindfold and the straps of the cart. Billie moved to the center of the farm. The rest of the blue team was waiting there for her and Valerie.

A slap from behind urged her on to join the others. Slowly she walked over to the others. Valerie saw curiosity once they spotted Valerie, or rather her equipment between her legs. Soon they were close and clearly checking it out.

Not just that. They started rubbing their flanks against Valerie's. Much to the torment of Valerie who still hadn't calmed down from the walk. Laughter came from behind her.

"Someone is popular with the ladies."

A blush turned Valerie's face to a deeper shade of red. She saw Billie looking over to Ines and stomping thrice.

"Okay. Okay. Guess it's my own fault when I parade her around like that."

Billie sprinted towards the reward-poles. Spotting her blue-two and four quickly dashed after her. Blue-three, however, was still rubbing Valerie, but in a way that clearly said: "Hurry. Go over there."

Valerie complied. After all, she had her needs burning in her too. Arriving at the poles Billie called up blue-three. Maybe for the escort, she gave Valerie. Blue-three quickly assumed her position and Valerie moved behind her.

A moment later Ines was there and helped to guide the tip of the strap-on once again. Valerie got better and better, but with each girl, her exhaustion grew.

How many orgasms she had she couldn't count anymore. But she guessed that each of her teammates got two or three for each of Valerie's own. When it was Billie's turn, in the end, Valerie had only strength left for slow and sensual fucking. Not that Billie seemed to mind.

When Ines lead her away from the poles for a few paces she was utterly exhausted. She wondered how she could even stand. When the strap-on was removed she felt a bit empty. Like a part of her missing. She chuckled a little at her strange thought.

Once buckled in again her team made their evening routine. While eating one of her teammates commented.

"Didn't know teams could have a stallion in them."

The others laughed. Valerie gave a silly grin but gave most of her concentration to eat and drink. Finally, in the sleeping barn, Valerie had a stray thought.

*It's a wonder that I ain't raw down there.*

Deeper pondering eluded her as her head hit her bed and she quickly drifted off to sleep.

***** Hank *****

It was late Sunday, Hank guessed when Ines came by again. The last few days she hadn't been there often. Attendees took over for those days and it appeared they had clear instructions. Twice each day they would come by. Removing an empty bag and the vibrator in Hank's vagina.

Then offering a new one in exchange for a new bag. He took the deal every time. He didn't care anymore about dignity. He was long past that. All he cared about was the next high brought by another orgasm.

Though as Ines came by this day he noticed something was different. She didn't appear to be in the bad mood she usually was.

"Hey there, my little cow. How are you?"

Hank couldn't really answer but gave a few grunts anyway. She undid the feeding-gag and to Hank's dismay the vibrator. Next was his ring-gag, much to his surprise.

"So I am in a good mood today. And if you play your cards right I might be a little lenient to you today. Let's find out. Now little cowgirl. What's your name?"

A million thoughts raced through Hank's mind. Of course, he knew there was a trap. But what was it? Finally, he settled on the best answer he could come up with. Working his dry mouth to convey it took a moment longer.

"Not Hank," he whispered.

It was a good answer he decided as he saw the smile on Ines's face.

"Oh, what a smart little cowgirl you are. Yes, Hank is a male name. A human name. Certainly not one for you. Now, do you know your cowgirl name?"

Playing it safe had brought him so far and he definitely liked a happy Ines over a sadistic one. He didn't need to think long for another hopefully safe answer.

"I don't know. Miss Ines hasn't told me mine yet."

Seeing the happy twinkle in her eyes he knew he had hit the jackpot.

"Oh, how polite you are today. And yes I guess I didn't tell you yet. How about Betsy. Do you like that?"

He quickly replied. "Yes, Miss Ines. I'll be Betsy for you. I'll be a good cowgirl."

Ines smiled at him. She patted his cheek with her hand and he had to admit he liked that very much.

"Ok. I guess such a well behaved cowgirl has earned a few rewards."

She moved behind him and unhooked his hands from the bondage to his tail. She then guided his weak arms forward and hooked them into a D-ring on his collar.

"Now listen up. As a reward, I free your hands. But it would be bad if they would hang around all the time. Both wristbands of yours have small hooks. You can use them on a number of rings on your harness however you like. But be careful that your hands don't get you into trouble. You can't undo your harness straps so don't even try it. The milkers are off-limits too. We know that cowgirls sometimes like their udders massaged. Don't do it yourself. I do mean it. But there is a way to relieve it. See the buzzer over here? You can buzz for an attendant at every hour of the day. Even at night. They are here to care for you after all. You can ask for many things. A nice buzzing toy for your little cow-hole maybe? Or that massage? My recommendation would be a sponge bath, but that is up to you. However, don't annoy them with silly requests or by changing your mind often. Got it? Good. I'll be back in a few days. Don't disappoint me and behave."

Hank nodded. Once Ines was gone he experimented around a bit. Looked how far he could move his arms. Touched for the first time his feminine face. He refrained from touching his breasts. For one part he didn't feel ready. For another part, he feared the punishment.

Then he wondered. What to do with his newfound limited freedom. He pressed the buzzer. A sponge bath really sounded good. It didn't take long for an attractive female attendant to show up. Hank guessed she was in her late twenties. She crouched down so that their eyes were at the same level.

"Betsy was it right? What can I do for you?"

Hank quickly decided not to rock the boat and remain polite.

"Yes, it is. Well, Miss Ines said I can ask for a sponge bath?"

"Certainly. Do you want it now?"

Hank gave a small nod. More he couldn't manage as his head was still suspended by the harness he was wearing. The attendant walked away. Soon she arrived with another attendant and both started on Hank. They cleaned everywhere and Hank couldn't help but to moan or grunt in delight when some of his more sensitive areas received care.

They even unhooked the milkers for a moment to clean his nipples. While he enjoyed it he quickly felt a pressure building and was glad when the milker was reattached. When they were done the second attendant left and the first crouched down again.

"Anything else?"

Hank wanted to say no but then had another idea.

"May I ask to see myself in a mirror for a moment?"

The attendant quickly stood up a moment later and did hold a small mirror up so Hank could see himself. Starring back was a girl. Not the most attractive one. But not ugly either. His face was a bit on the plump side but it made him look cute he decided.

He thanked her and then blushed. There was something else he wanted but asking was embarrassing.

"Oh, I know that look. New cowgirls have it often the first days. Do you want a toy? A vibrating one?"

Hank didn't trust his voice so he just nodded. Not five minutes later he was filled up again. Hank quickly thanked her as she turned to leave. While the buzz was working him up he thought a bit more about his predicament. One thing was sure. There were still some weeks ahead of him and he certainly didn't want to earn a single other punishment. He also deducted his most likely point to screw up.

*If Ines wants me to be Betsy the cowgirl then I am just that.*

Then his first orgasm of the evening hit him. Panting and recovering he started a mantra. Sometimes as thought. Other times muttered. For hours he repeated it.

"I am Betsy the cowgirl. I am not a boy, but a cute girl."

Over and over again. Only broken by his violent orgasms wrecking his concentration.

It must have been late at night when the attendant came back.

"Listen. Some of the other cowgirls have remarked that you are a bit vocal. They have trouble sleeping. We have to resolve this and I see two ways. Either you do without your toy for the night or we have to gag you. What will it be?"

Betsy contemplated what to do. In the end, her greedy need for orgasms won.

"I'll take a gag please."

"A gag? Okay, be right back."

A moment later she set down a tray in front of Betsy. Various types could be seen. Some looked like balls with different diameters, others were only a bar. Betsy spotted two penis-shaped ones. Deciding to not experiment right now she opted to use one of them.

"Uhm why does the right penis one have a tube and bulb on it?"

"Ah, this one? The bulb is a pump. If you squeeze it like that the gag gets bigger."

Intrigued she took the one with the pump. She was kinda in a hurry too. Her breathing got more labored and her body was ramping up for another orgasm. Instead of strapping it on her the attendant only placed it in her hands and then left. Betsy struggled a bit, but got the gag in and strapped it tight, just in time.

Her body shook as a flood of endorphins were released inside her. Then, like always before, she started by instinct to suck on her gag. But something was missing. No matter how hard sucked no salty fluid hit her tongue. Now that she didn't have it anymore Betsy noticed for the first time a shocking truth: she got addicted to cum.

For a moment she fought within her. Give in to it or fight it? Then her rational mind took over. Bothering yet again the attendant might earn her a punishment. She certainly didn't want that. Seeing the pump dangling below her she decided to try this instead. One pump and the dildo slightly stretched her yaw. Another and her tongue was pinned down. After a third and her mouth was completely useless.

She tried to suck again but noticed that she couldn't even do that. That was perfect for her. Content to have found a solution, for now, she started her mantra again.

*I am Betsy the cowgirl. I am not a boy, but a cute girl.*

Over and over she repeated it in her mind. Looking down on the pumps swaying below her like a pendulum. Smiling she did fall asleep.

***** Valerie *****

Monday was a rather normal and boring day. Which suited Valerie just fine. On Sunday happened so much that she was grateful for the normal boring routine. Well, only boring compared to Sunday. She enjoyed the long runs and didn't mind stopping here and there. It gave her time to gaze at the landscape. Still, a little miracle to her as she was a born and raised a city kid.

It also gave her time to think. She had never thought about another girl in a sexual way before. Then she came here. Was taken by Ines. Even wanted it. Longed for it to happen again. Then yesterday she had gone further. This time she hadn't been the passive partner. She had been the one in control. Well more or less bound as she was.

She hadn't hesitated. No. Eagerly she had taken Billie. The same graceful Billie who was leading their team through fields and woods right now.

Her teammates were another point confusing her. She still remembered them rubbing their flanks against hers. Urging her. Maybe even courting her. And though she had been so exhausted she pushed herself just to satisfy each of them. She didn't even know their names and Valerie had been intimate with them.

It all confused her so much. She had been warned that ponygirls had heightened sexual needs. But changing one's sexual orientation? She looked at the swaying butt of her teammates in front of her. She still felt the wanting and the need deep within her. What that because of the ponygirl transformation or had it been always there?

That, however, was not her only concern. For over a week now she had been bound. Stripped for her freedom and put through demanding challenges. Last of all the blindfolded pulling of the cart. She should be frightened and humiliated. Yet she didn't. She rather enjoyed it. Revealed in it. Longed for it to happen again. She knew she was in trouble. But the hardest part was that she couldn't bring herself to even fight it.

By the end of the day, she wasn't any closer to any kind of revelation. In a way, she was even more confused. Then after the evening routine, it was time for their team's rewards. There was a stallion again. A nice and beefy looking ponyboy. This time she didn't hesitate and eagerly choose to be pounded by him. And while it felt as good as the first time there was this tiny voice in her.

*When I was the one with the dong it had been better.*

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***** Author note *****
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This was it. As far as I wrote until the muse of this particular story left me. I originally started to write this story as I explored being a ponygirl in Second Life. As I drifted away there my drive to finish this story vanished.

***** How it would've been ended for Valerie *****

As a ponygirl, she would have earned a small team of her own later. But that was not the significant personal progress I had planned for her.

Valerie was supposed to get addicted to wearing a strap-on and fucking her teammates that even Ines noticed. She, Ines, would highlight this by strapping a pouch on Valerie's back. The content being the strap-on.

On the last day, Ines would reward her with a special transformation: one day as a shemale ponygirl with a horsecock.

After the summer Valerie would still be daydreaming about using a strap-on on fellow girls. Often carrying a surrogate dick in her purse.

***** How it would've ended for Hank/Betsy *****

Betsy would soon have realized how much she missed sucking down horse-cum. She soon would ask the attendee for more.

Alarmed that a cowgirl requests a punishment she tells Ines who starts to investigate. Turns out that one of the mages involved in the transformation added a small enchantment that gets transformees addicted to repeated actions.

For Betsy that was her mantra and sucking cum. (For Valerie it was fucking others with a strap-on)

Ines and her family decide to hide this fact and act as if it was natural. Meaning they grant Betsy all her needs of horse-cum.

At the end of the summer, Betsy is up for a rude awakening. The standard contract only contains the removal of all animal traits. Nothing about getting her back to being a boy. Ines reminds her that with the earned money she can pay someone to be turned back.

Coming home she finds out that her parents have spent nearly all of her hard-earned money. She realizes that she is stuck as a girl, but not overly upset about it.

The epilogue would have mentioned Ines still supplying her daily with a thermos can of horse cum. Also, Betsy contemplating throwing school and sign on as cowgirl again. With a long-term contract. Maybe even for life.

***** Bill / Billie *****

Bill is back to his usual male self ( a special contract that includes the gender change back). After meeting with Valerie she only makes now the mental connection that Bill was Billie.

Bill admits that he likes being a girl, but didn't want to change publically genders while being in high school. He tells Valerie that he will remain Billie after the next summer when he/she goes to college.

Valerie remarks she is looking forward to it, as she wouldn't mind poking Billie with her strap-on again. Bill remarks in turn that he has experimented with anal pleasure. Both start dating.