Chapter 1 - Initial Adjustment

“How many?” I grumbled into the radio. The  abandoned   warehouse was a few decades old. It wasn’t anything special about the place that attracted them. Having a roof over their head and a door big enough to fit them was all it took. 

“I can only see three from here. I spot ear tags on all three. Suit up and get them on the truck.” Mike called back, he wanted us to do all the damn work. 

I only took a moment for me to get in my Hazmat suit, it was already hotter than Satan's balls. The bone-dry grass crunched under my feet with each step down the hill on my way to the rear entrance. I approached like a feline stalking prey. My stun gun dangled on the belt around my suit, in my hand was a stainless steel catchpole. There was a low chance of using it, considering the nature of a Queen’s Stallion.

“Soon as you enter there is be one to your left. Brown skin, the smallest of the bunch.” Mike chimed into my ear.

My feet hit the loading entrance and I turned to get a good look at the Queen’s Stallion. This one was smaller than most only coming up my chest. The stallion’s had a human features on an equine shaped face with that ended in thick bright-red lips. Her lips gave the appearance of wearing lipstick like a cheap pornstar. The mare regarded me for a moment and approached. Every motion made it's two large breasts below it’s neck swayed enough to send milk on the concrete floor. 

“Hey um… Wanna fuck? I do.” The creature spoke with a southern twang as she turned. a pink asshole greeted me along with a vagina puffy enough to be visible between  perky ass cheeks. A pair of testicles that would make a horse jealous completed the package. That last bit is what earned them the name dorse.

“Sure but not here. You wouldn’t want to share me with the others would you?” I said through my mask. Dorse’s were intelligent as humans but had the libido of a million pornstars on viagra. I’d rather not have to taze a dairy dorse because they were curious .That is too much paperwork and too much drama.

“Okay, fuck me hard. I can take it. You are my type and so fucking hot.” The creature said almost cantering as she followed me. 

Leading her back to the truck was the easy part, she looked at the vehicle with a mix of curiosity and fear. “Are we going to fuck in there? It looks pretty dark.” 

My hand reached up to rub her asshole, “I mean if you aren’t going to go in, then I guess you should go back. I’ll find another horse to use my toys on. Don’t you see that toy all the way in the back?”

She followed my finger to the large cylindrical milking station but into the floor. That would keep her and the other dorses busy on the trip back. She slid into the machine and began to pump, the sample would disposed of later. The semen of a dorse was not something we wanted near humans.

The moment I shut the gate, my world turned upside down as I struck by something hard. The force sent me rolling down the hill, a hoof caught on suit and began digging into it. A large dorse with with bright pink hair and green eyes bore down on me. It was trying to get into my suit, I could hear the humming buzzing of something in my ear. This creature was in rut, I was in danger. Reaching  for my radio proved useless,  it was already smashed. I tried to roll out of the way of the hooves but only ended up in tearing my suit open. Escape was the only thing on my mind ran across the overgrown parking lot, I hope the rock would be enough to save me. 

“Mike, you mother fucker,  I need backup.  My suit is fucking torn.” In my panic I didn’t think about the other dorse that were still in the warehouse.

My hand brush over my belt in search for the taser, there were only moments before she caught up with me. While not as fast a normal horse, the slowest dorse was faster than a human. The only thing that kept me from getting caught was the uneven lot. This proved to be as bad for me once the torn bits of my suit managed to catch on a stray bit of rebar. The dorse caught up to me, tore the rest of my suit off. I was almost naked under a literal rape monster, she rubbed her massive penis along my back. 

The pleasant feminine purr sent a shiver down my spine. A solid blow to my side rolled me on my back,  a veil of pink hair drifted down.  She loomed over me with a smile in her over her strangely equine face. She would almost be attractive in a monstrous sort of way if she wasn’t moving her dick to my face. Her massive tits blocked my view moment before she began thrusting. I reached down and tried to keep the cock from touching  my face. The cock was human and shape but equine in size. I manage to keep the mare of me for a few seconds but ever trust sprayed more fluid over my chest and face. 

“Soo good. Sooo good.” The dorse moaned over me, “I can’t wait to feel you inside of me when you change. Soo good.” 

A crack of a rifle echoed moments before almost three hundred pounds of wild dorse dropped on me. My world exploded into stars followed by a lack of oxygen, it had to be some fucking amateur.  My thoughts became sluggish, the dorse unloaded every drop across my body in her final throes. Was I going to die or would I get infected? Neither options sounded pleasant in my head. Everything slid away in a sudden rush of darkness.

***

“Ant… Ant… Anthony If you can hear me. I’m so fucking sorry.” 

“What gonna happen to him?”

“Will he wake up?” 

“The policy that all workers will cover the expenses for his care..”

So many voices I didn’t recognize came in and out of my hearing. I opened my eyes and tried to sit up. The bright blue wall of the room was clean but clashed with the metal plated door at the end of the room. Balloons from my parents, co-workers, and a few odd snacks. The bed was one of those fancy ones they keep in the hospital with all the buttons. I snorted and threw off my covers, I didn’t want to spend a moment longer in here than I had to.

“Oh. Oh fuck.” I squealed the worlds.

Other than the massive bruise on my chest, between my legs was a cock that was almost two feet in length. Well that put the rest the whole question of how I survived, the infection helped and already past stage one. I pressed the nurse button on the bed, a soft ping responded immediately.

“Mr. Smith, We will be with you shortly.” The voice was curt and didn’t even give me a chance to respond.

A doctor entered flanked by two orderly that could have been gorilla’s in chem-gear from their shape. He cleared his throat and stared at me before speaking, “I won’t mince words with you. You almost died from a punctured lung. The Queen’s Stallion that tried to mount you infected you. Luckily, the regenerative effects kept you alive long enough for us to stabilize you.”

“How screwed am I? What generation was that infectee, am I going to lose my mind?” The words poured out of my mouth.

“Calm down, Mr. Smith. I’m required by law to explain the next steps.” He paused waiting for me to interrupt him, he held up a letter in his hands. “A fourth generation stallion infected you. Testing provided enough information to show that she was a dairy grade carrier. You were to far gone for preventive treatment to help. You have all legal rights as a human for the next seven days, in this time you should get all your affairs in order. I will transfer  you into a transition room after we talk. Care will adjusted according to your insurance provider.” 

As I stared at the man the thoughts of how his lips would look around my cock teased at the back of my mind. The gazes from the orderlies told me that I’d massacred  in that situation. “That monster was a fourth generation dairy stallion? I thought those were  calm to be easy enough to be pets.”

“That is true but according to EMTs that saved your life, there was many vibrating toys inside of the dorse. Who knows how long it could have been roaming like that?” The doctor sighed and adjusted his oversized suit.

“So what now?” My body feels like someone poured a bucket of ice on every part of me but my dick. I didn’t even notice that the organ was throbbing between us, if the doctor noticed he didn’t make a show of it.

“If you would follow me, I’d like to get you to the transition room. From there you will have access to a computer, a bed, and other supplies to make the transition easier. There is a list of dairies that you could contact for a permanent home after you transition.” The doctor said with enough calmness that I had a hard time freaking out. 

“Okay. Okay. This is a little fast, Uh… Uh….” The words took a moment to come to me, “So I’m fifth generation, am I going to be me?”

“You’ll have to excuse my Mr. Smith. I can’t answer that by law. The transitional care therapist will answer all questions related to that. For now follow me, don’t worry about getting dressed,  you are only a few rooms away from your transition cell..” The doctor turned around as the orderlies guided me out of the room.

The moment the door opened up I could hear the sound of doctors, machines, and the occasional low moan. It wasn’t easy walking down the baby blue hallway, every step slapped my length against my stomach. The row of silver doors gave way to another hallway, this one painted pink. The door of every room had two large silver doors with one being larger than the other. My mind drifted to the idea of confessionals instead of hospital rooms. The doctor unlocked the nearest door with a keycard. 

“If you would step inside, your TCT will be in shortly. You will say here for the rest of the week.” The doctor said before taking a deep breath, “I wish there was more we could do for you."

The room was spacious with large bed, a television, a table, a mini-fridge, a puffy recliner, and a computer. The entire space was larger than my house. One wall was transparent fiber glass, the kind they use in gas stations in a bad neighborhood. On the other side was a dorse with braided blond hair and a large metal collar. The dorse's side of the room had a massive bed and a television. The door shut behind me and locked. 

"This could not be worse…" I groaned and sat on the recliner. The dorse stood up and moved against the glass, there was two opening near the glass. One was a large hole big enough to fit a softball through. The other was a small window that had a heavy bolt lock on my side of the glass. 

"Hey. I'm a fifth generation too, I heard that you used to capture us. That is pretty hot." The dorse spoke, her large blue eyes had an intelligence to it that I've never seen in a wild one.

"Now I'm going to be a stupid dorse. I was almost done paying off my house. Fuckin' Bullshit." I bitched and waited to see what air headed comment would come out of this creature. I've seen first generations injure themselves trying to fuck cars.

"It's not that bad especially if you get on a good farm." She pauses and sniffed the hole, "You smell nice, very fresh.”

I could see the massive pink organ, her cock was large for her size. The scent coming off her told me that she was a natural female, no rivals claimed her. It would be easy to make her mine, to have her fat ass jiggling with every thrust. I'd pull her braids and make her- I pushed down those thoughts as my now massive dick drooled with pre-cum.

"Thanks. So how long have you been infected?" I asked trying not to think about how easy she could fit my dick down her throat.

"About five years, I got hit by a biological weapon during a drug bust. The guys that did this to me wound up getting themselves caught in the blast. They are currently in a penal farm." A wicked smile spread across her plush lips. I did not want to get on her bad side.

"I'm Anthony, Anthony Smith. I'd shake your hand but…" She gave me a wry grin.

"Well I'm here to help you. Since Mary isn't here yet, how can I help you as your service dorse?" She paced around the hole and would sniff. "My name is Jennifer but you can call me Jen for short."

"Do you get paid?" I might as well see if labor laws apply to her.

"No. My farm does but in a weird way. You are my payment" She turned around and pressed gave me a full view of her backside. "If you decide to join my farm then you'll be with me if you want. You can have me every night, I'd be better than any girlfriend you've had."

She ended those words with a lick of her lips as she looked over her shoulder at me. I've smelled plenty of dorses in my work, they mostly smelled like sweat or semen. Jen was different to my enhanced senses, her scent wasn't just a combination of chemicals. It was a promise for sex, a guarantee of dark deeds that ended in moist bodies and shame.

A hard knock followed by the door opening to allow in a single man with a clipboard in one hand and a pen in the other. This guy had a floral printed chemical suit, well this couldn't get any weirder. 

"Mr. Smith. I am your TCT. I'll get down to your situation. You are infected by a queen's stallion with a diluted  of the virus. You will change into a male stallions." The voice was female, she turned to Jen. "Miss Jennifer, is a milk mare from Pinewood Acres. She is your guide and you are encouraged to have verbal and sexual contact with her. Do not get her semen inside of you. Only emissions from her penis will speed up your transformation. This has a negative effect on your mind. Any Questions?"

The fuck is wrong with everyone?! I wanted to throttled this woman, even as the thought crossed my mind. I’d thought that it would be fun to just hold her down and fuck her throat once I got her out of the suit. Then- “What happens to me on the farm? I got bills to pay, I got friends and family. I’m turning into a fucking monster and all you can say is : 'Here is a fuck horse. Just stick your dick in it and have fun.'” 

“I understand your frustration. You will liquidate your assets. This will go into your account where you can buy things for your pasture. Since you are a infectee and not a penal infectee, you will have more freedom. You have limited access to what you can buy, your plan is..” She flipped a few sheet on her clipboard and gasped. “It seems that someone paid to bump your plan up to one of the highest plans under this insurer. That will make the transition much smo think this is fast but time is of the essence.”

“Fine. What do I need to do?” I said.

The next half hour was spent signing enough papers to that I’m sure some forest was weeping at the loss. By the end of it, I’d signed over all my assets to be taken care of by a third party made up of a trio of family members and a yet unchosen farm.

“Okay. That cover the first round of paperwork. Now the rules of the transitional care is next. I’ll make this part quick and most of it is simple. For your own safety, you should not ingest any semen from Jen. That will speed up your transformation and make you as stupid as a second generation if you are lucky. You are allowed to enter the room with her whenever you like, the hole is only big enough for you enter and exit. There is both an audio recorder and a camera to watch you at all times with 24/7 surveillance. You can contact the doctors through the remote or the computer. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mary. I’ll be very good as I transform into a monster horse.”

“Anthony,” She didn’t even ask if she could use my first name. “I know things are hard and they are going to get harder but you will be cared for. Take my card and email or call me anytime you need me.”

She turned and stepped out of the room. If this is what passes for therapist then having dorses as therapy abominations made sense. I turned to the dorse that was watching me, she was breathing hard and her cock throbbed beneath her body. She smiled at me and waited for me to make the first move. Out of all these creatures, I think the younger smarter ones freak me out the most. It’s hard not to think of them as people, except when they start trying to fuck everything close enough.

“Jen, my equestrian friend, what the best part about being a dorse? I need some good news because damn my week is fucked.” I tried to be light hearted about it but couldn’t help the crack in my voice.

“Sex. Almost all the time.” Jen didn’t even pause with her answer.

“Okay. Give me something else, I mean sex is awesome but I’ve had that before.” I sat down in the recliner and put a hand on my cock, the damn thing felt like I could slap someone and put them in the hospital. 

“It’s a lot easier, even the really dumb first generations won’t fight each other. If a big tough dorse is fucking a new comer and I want some action then I’ll just fuck the one doing the fucking.” She said while staring at my cock like it was the best thing she had ever seen. “I'd really like to take that cock. Come on, I don’t deserve to see it wasted.”

I stopped touching my cock for a moment and walked to the little hole in the glass. She moved her as far into the glass as she could, only her lips and just a bit of her muzzle could fit through. She was drooling with desire, her nose fogged up the glass as she moaned slightly. This was a thirsty girl and I was in a bad mood, I wanted to have a little fun.

“Beg me for it.” I teased. 

“Please give it to me, in the mouth, in the ass, in my pussy.” Jen said, “You can come back here and slap my ass as hard as you want. I’ve been waiting so long for you, I’d do anything for you.” 

“Oh this is fun,” I reached down and touched her massive lips. 

My fingers brushed across her lips, they were soft enough that it would have put most women to shame. A moan escaped her body as she quivered, the smell coming off her body told me that she was ready for me to take her. I wasn’t done having my fun, I had a little more fun I wanted to play with the little mare. I released her lips and rubbed under her muzzle teasingly, I felt like a damn god to this little mare.

“Call me, Master.” I said.

“Yes. Master.” She said without hesitation.

Okay the master thing was kinda weird but I’d roll with it for now, I placed my cock against her lips. She slurped up the organ and deep throated it like no tomorrow, the force of her suction pinned me against the glass. 

“Mmmmph.” She moaned.

My knee almost buckled, my body was far more sensitive than it was before my infection. Every individual stroke of her tongue along my shaft was magnified, she hummed with my cock in her mouth. A part of me felt jealous that other dorses got to experience this all the time. My hand moved to stroke the top of her smooth muzzle. Her tongue moved under my shaft to tease at my balls, every bob of her head sent sparks of pleasure through my body. 

“God damn.” I moaned and slammed my hands against the glass to brace myself. My eyes were closed in raw pleasure.

My hips buck almost like they had a mind of their own, I wanted to fuck her throat. Every thrust I could feel that her throat muscle pulling me deeper. She didn’t gag but the wet sounds of of my cock sliding down her throat was heaven. Her head moved back to keep the crown of my cock in her mouth, her tongue dancing around the tip had my clawing at the smooth wall in extacy. There is no way that she should be this good, she worked my body over without a word. 

Her lips moved down to meet my balls again, I was close and she seem to know it. My eyes cracked open to see her gazing at me, I’ve seen plenty of porn videos with chicks giving fake bedroom eyes but this was something special. Even while I was face fucking her, her focus was on me like a laser pointer. Every trust was accompanied with a moan, who moan didn’t matter but my balls tightened as I got closer to my finish line. 

“I’m getting-” I started but a mewling moan from Jen stopped me.

The large dorse shuddered, the sound of splashing reached my ears. My nose caught whiff of her, the sent of feminine juices was unmistakable. My own groans followed, my cock buried to the hilt in her mouth. The first spurt felt so good that I almost dropped to my knee, instead my head was pressed to the wall as my body emptied load after load inside her mouth. I expected it to be over in a few seconds but it kept coming, every spurt felt just as good as my initial climax. When it was over, I felt great but I didn’t feel nearly as tired as something that draining should have felt. Jen finished by pulling away from my cock with pop like an uncorked bottle of wine.

“That was amazing…” Jen said before cantering to the latched window opening.

I was spent, every step just made my cock swing like a pendulum but Jen cleaned it of every drop of semen. My eyes looked over to the latched door and I considered opening it, the fear of going in the room with a dorse was still there from my previous occupation.

“I. Well. That was. Fuck. Just fuck.”  I said pulling the recliner to the latched fiberglass. I opened it, long as I was on the other side she couldn’t fit more than her whole head inside.

“Next time wanna try my ass?” Jen asked while leaning in to rest her muzzle on my lap.

“Okay, what's with dorse and asses. Even ones with a pussy seem to be more concerned with having things go up their ass.” I said.

My job was to capture them,there was no reason to learn more than what would keep me uninfected. I didn’t know much other than they like the stuff of the ass and would go crazy with enough stimulation. New dorse horse would often greet each other by kissing or sniffing each others asses, sort of like a dog. Since I was going to be an ass sniffing abomination I might as well ask the expert on it.

“Feels good, even better than fucking with our dicks. I was a woman to begin with, I wanted to know what a dick was like. I have one but I’d rather feel something up my butt, when you become like me you’ll see.”  She smiled and kissed my stomach. “Oh wait.  Am I still supposed to call you : master?”

“Naah I just wanted to see what I could get you to do.”

My hands teased at her hair, the hair was more horse-like than it first appeared. She had just enough of an odd body that I felt okay petting her, it was hard to think that Jennifer was a person  and not just a dorse. My mind kept drifting to the fact that she came from giving head, was she that pent up? A thought formed into my head as a smile crept across my face. 

“Would you go back to being human if you could?” As I said the words, my fingers teased as her bright-pink lips. 

“Maybe if I could drive again, I do miss just going where I pleased. I also miss being able to fit in normal doors but what I really miss the most was being DEA.” She said.

My fingers teased along her lips the smell of her arousal became stronger, she was excited having her lips touched. I decided to go a little further and lift her head to face mine, I leaned in and kissed her. The kiss was returned with passion that I didn’t expect with lips large enough to smother me. We sat in silence, exchanging body heat for a single moment of pleasure. Her scent was overpowering. I wanted nothing more than to make her mine but I couldn’t think of how good it would feel to have her dick inside of me. 

The sound of the door unlocking pulled me out of my trance, I didn’t turn my head as Mary reentered the room. It was easy to tell her apart with the flora pattern on her suit, tacky but effective. She had her clipboard and held it up the viser of her suit, she let out a long whistle.

“Mr. Smith, ,you qualify for up to two hundred thousand dollars in support costs. With that kind of money you could make your life comfortable at even the most upscale of dairy farms or have a private owner.” The woman didn’t even care that I was naked, or that I was currently lipped locked Jen. I pulled away from Jen, a trail of saliva. 

Mary approached us and reached out to pet the excited dorse’s head. “Looks like Jen has made a good impression on you.”

“Uh huh.” Jen chimed in, she leaned into Mary like an excited pet.

“It’s better than sitting her feeling sorry for myself. I’m still not happy about it.” I groaned and reached up to scratch my chin. The flesh was smooth as silk, my hands explored my face. Another fun part of the change, I’ve never seen a dorse with a beard.

She nodded before giving me a paper that listed the next eight days of my life in this place. Each part of my transition involved me meeting people and learning proper behavior. Initial adjustment, diet, exercise, training, socializion, restraint, travel, and relocation, the next eight days of my humanity broken down into a step plan. My mind wandered as my hand rubbed against Mary’s ass, I didn’t even think about it until she politely moved my hand aside.

“You can’t touch me like that,” Her words were curt and lacking in blame, “If you feel like you are losing control, Jen is more than willing to help.”

Her words were distant and cloudy as I felt heat rushing through my body, my seat felt smaller and tighter. I gazed down to see my legs thicken enough to give me an almost voluptuous set of hips. My balls swelled to the size of oranges as the heat started to get worse, sweat drenched my body. I barely had the strength to lift my hand up as I mouth the words for ‘water.’ Every light in the room screamed at me, my head drummed in white hot bolt of pain. The  thumping of my own heart drown out the sounds around me, the world was slipping in and out of reality for me. 

A glass was pressed against my lips. Managing just to get a few small sips of the warm liquid down my throat was all I could do. The headache dropped to nothingness, the heat calmed down a bit and my vision started to clear. By the time my surroundings came into focus, I heard the sound of Jenn moaning in pleasure. A spike of jealousy flashed in my mind as I turned to see her milked by an orderly. Another orderly was pouring more of the liquid down my throat. The doctor hovered over me while I finished the current cup. 

“I’m okay. I’m okay.” 

“Mr. Smith. You should drink as much milk as possible, not only is it safe but dorse milk is far more healthy for humans than cow’s milk. The most important part is that it helps with the ailments of transformation.”

A groan escaped my lips as I sat up,  milk dribbled from my chin as I reached up to wipe my mouth. The electric sensation as my arm dragged across my mouth made my cock rise to attention. I looked into the doctor’s visor and a pair of luscious pink lips on a more feminine looking face staring back at me. My fingers went back up to my lips, an experimental touch sent shivers down my spine. The doctor put a hand on my shoulder with frim squeeze, that wasn’t what I needed right then.

The dam broke and I just put my hand over my face, I could feel everyone's eyes on me. My eyes watered from the shame and the doctor mumbled something about giving me time alone. My ragged breath echoed in the room, my mind raced as I sat like that for an hour. I was going to be a monster, I was barely coping with the despair of  turning a dick loving horse. 

“You know when you asked about ‘the best part about being a dorse,’” Jen leaned in through the open window. “I wanna change my answer.”

“The best part is never being alone with another one of your kind. Why don’t you come over here and sleep? We can talk about anything you want or you can just rest with me.”

“Or fuck you?” I said stepping out of the bed, every step felt strange with my larger legs much wider hips. I downed a bottle of milk from the fridge, nearly tripping over the portable milker in the darkness.

“That would be lovely and I will never say no to you.” She said with a smile, the scent coming off of her didn’t smell of strong arousal.  

What more was there to lose? I climbed through the window to the other side, my cock managed to slap the glass as I moved over. Jen moved to the corner closest to her television. A few buttons on the wall allowed her to change the channel with her lips. She curled her legs under her and lowered her head against the rubbery floor. 

“You can lay across my back or fuck my ass till you feel tired.” Jen said as casually as if she was discussing the weather, her asshole clenched and relaxed as if to beckon me.

I climbed over her back and rested across her wide back, She took my weight on her back as if it was nothing. This was nothing like being on a horse, her rump was higher than the middle of her back and worked almost like a foot rest. The lack of fur made it feel more like spooning than resting on an animal. Once we got comfortable, we spent our time watching shows that carried on into the night.
