This choice: A woman in her mid 20's approaches • Go Back...Chapter #7A woman in her mid 20's approaches by: Michelle   Tim went back to chewing on grass when a woman in her mid-20's approached. Having a human-male brain still, Tim couldn't help but stare at her body. She was wearing a bikini and was obviously a Mom or chaperone of some sort that Miranda had to help watch Allison and all her friends. She was very athletic and had strong thighs. She had milky skin that was very tanned. Given her long black hair and facial features, Tim could tell she was Caucasian/Asian mix of some sort. Her breasts seemed to be specifically designed for the bikini. The top held in her C-up breasts perfectly showing off her toned stomach. This woman had to hit the gym often. Her abs were tight and her muscular structure was firm. She was still dainty in nature but her shoulders, biceps and forearms showed evidence of light weight workouts.
The beautiful woman stopped a few feet in front of Tim and gave a huge smile, "Hiya buddy! Thanks for becoming a pony today. You really helped save my daughter's birthday party. Allison and her friends are going to have a blast riding you around."
Tim let out a neigh and bobbed his head up and down realizing this woman was Ken. Tim finally understood what Miranda was referring to when she mentioned they would have time to discuss their hardships about being in female bodies today. At first he was a bit jealous that his best friend ended up human. But Tim quickly thought about how difficult it was going to be to chaperone a party of snotty little girls all day and figured he got the better gig. All he had to do was walk around in circles giving pony rides. He didn't have to worry about keeping kids safe or dealing with the drama that always occurred at little girl's parties.
Ken did a quick twirl showing off his bikini giggling, "What do you think buddy? My ass looks fantastic huh?" Ken pet his friend's mane laughing, "...Oh yea...You can't talk anymore..."
Tim gritted his teeth and let out a neigh to signal the joke wasn't appreciated. Ken laughed, "Don't worry buddy. Tomorrow is going to be a blast golfing. I can't wait to kick your ass all over the course. I know you probably chose some male golf pro with a big muscles for a long drive game. Whoever you turn into better have a good short game. Because MY body choice certainly does. Although I won't be able to hit the ball as far as you, I'll have quite an advantage teeing off from the ladies tees..."
Tim let out a confused neigh wondering what his friend was talking about. Ken giggled and did another spin around to show off his body, "I suppose my body for our golf outing isn't a surprise anymore. I transformed early this morning to get used to it. That was BEFORE the birthday emergencies arose. Miranda needed extra chaperones today so I'm filling in. But tomorrow I'm going to have a 100 yard advantage on every hole while this body while mopping your ass on the course! We never specified genders when we made our friendly bet. Below the neck I have the body of the best female golfer in the world. My head and face are my own creation. I ended up pretty cute huh?" Ken jiggled his chest back and forth giggling, "Normally when I become a woman with the magic medallion I prefer having huge cannons. You know I like wearing DD's around. But these C-sized tits are going to be perfect tomorrow. They will be snug inside the sports bra I'm wearing underneath my tank top and won't get in the way of my golf swings."
Tim glared in amazement at his friend's choice of bodies for tomorrow. Tim hadn't thought of purchasing a golf skirt or top from a female athlete on the sports memorabilia website. Ken was rights. The ladies tees on the course gave any woman who could play golf a serious advantage. Tim cursed himself for not thinking of that. Although his male golfer's body of choice would be stronger, all Ken had to do was concentrate on his chips and putts with his dainty female body. Tim shook his head knowing he'd been outsmarted.
Ken continued to ramble knowing his best friend couldn't say anything back, "...Not to mention that the outfit I'll be wearing tomorrow will certainly distract you. I know you probably chose a male body to golf with. I'll be sure to bend over as much as possible to keep your mind off your game." Ken giggled while petting Tim's mane, "...Don't worry buddy. You MIGHT have a chance to beat me if I show up sore. Miranda mentioned that she's going to use the medallion to thank me for acting as a chaperone today. I'm assuming she's going to turn herself into a guy and screw my brains out all night. She knows how much I love having female orgasms. Although, it might be hot if she just transforms her crotch. She mentioned she wanted to try being a chick-with-a-dick. That would be hot if we both have female bodies and one of us has the tackle below the belt to penetrate. Our boobs would mash together the entire time. I'll see what I can convince her to do. She loves becoming a guy though. It might be hard to talk her into it...."
Tim let out a neigh and shook his head around. He was tired of hearing about what Ken and Miranda were going to do after the party was over. Ken smirked, "Sorry buddy. That was rude of me. But don't worry. I might not be the only one catching a little action tonight. I heard you are spending the night at Darla's farm. She only has one stable so that mean's you'll be bunking with Jack tonight. I'm sure he will be excited to have some female companionship this evening. FYI, Jack is quite the looker as far as ponies go. He has strong front and hind legs. He's much taller than a normal pony. ...in fact...he's more hung like a horse than a pony..."
Tim let out a few nervous neighs. When he found out he'd be spending the night in a stable he didn't think he'd have to share it with Jack. Jack was a real pony who animal instincts would kick in upon learning he had a female roommate tonight. Ken jokingly patted Tim's rear end, "You'll have to tell me all about it tomorrow. From the sounds I've heard horses and ponies make during sex, it seems like they are enjoying themselves. Let me know if it's something I should try out. Who knows? Given how difficult it was to book a pony for the party...maybe we could start a side business? 500 bucks for a few hours of work sounds easy enough to me. We might even get away with charging 1000 per event. There's also petting zoos or a carnivals. It could be a good business for us. Although it also means being stuck as a pony for 12 hours and grazing on grass....I guess I'll have to wait until you can speak tomorrow to find out if it was exciting to shack up with a stud or not? Before I go signing up to be your business partner I want to make sure being a girl pony is worth it. Hmmm? I hope it doesn't hurt! Everybody has seen the size of pony dicks. I hope it's at least fun to get mounted by....."
Tim glared with a deep neigh interrupting Ken's tangent. He knew if their roles were reversed that he would be giving his best friend just as much slack about being stuck as a girl pony for the night. Ken could tell he was getting to Tim and backed off a bit, "On the bright side...I have some good news buddy. Miranda assigned me to pony detail first. For the next 30 minutes or so, I'll be leading your leash around our property guiding you while you give Allison and her friends rides. That means you'll get to stare at my fantastic bikini clad ass for awhile." Tim let out a laughing neigh as a rush of screams were heard coming. Ken pointed, "Oh! Here comes your customers! It looks like the birthday girl is going first. Make sure to give my daughter a long ride okay...Sandy?"
Tim nodded. He was glad Ken spoke his name. It reminded him that he's have to get used to being called Sandy for the next 12 hours. Moments later, Ken felt weight on his saddle as two small bare legs dangled on each side. Allison was holding the reins excitedly and started tugging on the pony's mane, "Come on Sandy! Let's go!" She kicked her feet into Tim's side as he felt his top ribs being hit. Tim was glad she wasn't wearing shoes with spurs. He had no desire to find out what getting kicked with those felt like. He was pleased to know most of his customers would be light today. The majority of Allison's friends were her size. There were a few little girls on the hefty side that would be harder to hold up. It would be a breeze toting around 7 year olds rather than a bunch of adults on his back all day. Tim was glad he still had his human mind. A normal pony would have bucked at being tugged so hard on the mane and kicked in the side. He hoped the rest of the girls didn't follow suit and think it was normal to tug and kick so much. Their little legs might still bruise his ribs with their hard heels digging into his side all afternoon.
Tim put his head down and started walking on all 4's giving his first ride. Ken held the leash line while Tim stole a few glances at his friend's temporary boobs bouncing up and down in the bikini as they made their way around the yard. Allison loved going first and waved to all her friends that were eagerly waiting for their turn to ride the pony. Tim felt drops of water hitting his neck and then saw more streams of water dripping down his body from where Allison was sitting. He groaned realizing all the little girls would have wet hair and swimsuits from the pool whenever they hopped on for a ride. He'd have to get used to dealing with the cool air mixing with wet water droplets all day. He knew all the kids would constantly be rotating between the pool and pony rides. He knew his saddle would be soaked all day causing chills on his fur. He tried to think of something else while being led around on the leash like a pet. He knew after the party he'd be loaded into a horse trailer and carted off to Darla's farm. He was still trying to comprehend how tonight would unfold. He was a girl pony about to spend the entire night locked in a stable with a boy pony.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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