Suddenly, the whole wall moved, rolling smoothly to the right to reveal a secret room, empty, but with two staircases going downward from opposite ends. A sharp wave of fear penetrated Allison, and she knew this meant things here at Laughlin Farm would be much more real and difficult than she had previously imagined.
Anything can happen to me here, as things are simply not as they appear to be. Oh, Nick, please come when you promised and take me out of this place.
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Chapter 2
"Why don't you go check out your two new mares, Jimmy? I know you're anxious to, and Sam and I can handle her from here.” Dan spoke softly dismissing Jimmy to a smile on the young man's face, as he gripped Allison's arm for the walk down the left side staircase. He fondled Allison's right breast as they walked down the long stairway, and complimented her near the bottom. “Beautiful breasts you have, mare, best I've seen in three years working here. They will receive more than their due attention."
Allison did not know what to think, as saying anything was clearly out of the question unless he asked. Here I am, naked, sandwiched between two men who see me a human mare, on the way to the ‘prep room.’ To be prepped in what way? He compliments me, but I can't thank him. Do they ever ask me to speak, and if so how often? At the bottom of the stairway, she saw a long hallway, deserted, with a room with bright lights on at the far end from them. She shivered, thinking it was the onerous prep room.
Dan pushed forward, not allowing her to stop long. To be truthful, Dan and Sam were mostly carrying her now, as her body had begun to shake with fear about what awaited her in the prep room. What do they intend, and will it be permanent?
Closing the distance to the prep room, Allison was compelled into the bright lights. What she saw did not make things any easier to take. First there were two large swivel chairs in the center of the room, both fitted out with straps all over and having stirrups to spread her legs wide like a gyno-table. The walls were festooned with thin chains of all types and colors, bridles meant to go on human heads, what looked like shoes shaped like horse's hooves. There were also some skimpy latex and nylon outfits, not designed to cover private parts at all.
A sound she recognized from college chemistry distracted her, the sound of Pyrex glass beakers being clinked together. At the source was a short man, with bushy, black hair and horn-rimmed glasses, and as he spoke to Dan, she could tell he was annoyed.
"Is this the new mare?” He turned and peered at the nude Allison, smiling markedly as he did.
"Indeed it is, Doc. Owned by Nick Laughlin himself, a board member, so give her your best. I think she's going to deserve it, someday not too far in the future."
Again, Dan compliments me, but why? It's not like he's trying to get in my pants, as I have no pants. I don't understand my new trainer. Will that be a bad thing?
The bushy-haired man, obviously a doctor at some level, chuckled at Dan's words. “Well, she's certainly lovely, nice tits. I'll let you know the rest when you return for her. Cat got your tongue, Sam. I'm surprised you're not pawing at this one, you're usually all over the blonde mares."
Allison noted that Sam did look glum, probably because Dan had been made her trainer. Thank God for small favors.
"I'd be shafting her right now, if she was mine to train, she's the type I would train with multiple hard fuckins every day. Teach her to love my cock.” He once again roamed Allison's body with those beady eyes glazed with naked desire.
Thankfully, Dan broke in. “And that's why your mares spread their legs in an instant, but are hard to sell, or impossible to return to their Masters because their still untrained. You've been a trainer here for six years and your account stands at $87,000. That's ridiculous, I have less than half your time and I've already banked $410,000. Face it, Sam, as a pervert your terrific, but as a mare trainer, you suck.” Dan's voice never rose above normal as he put Sam down, telling Allison he did not hate the man, he just had no respect for him.
Indeed it was Sam's squealed answer which assured Allison of the truth of Dan's words. “Oh, shut up you English bastard, I'll train my mares as I please."
"Whoa, easy, what's going on here?” It was Owen, having returned from the farmhouse to the barn, to hear this little spat between his two experienced trainers. “Sam, what's on your mind?"
"Just don't need his insults, Mr. L. I've always been loyal to you.” Sam looked as if he was in despair, knowing Dan was all too right.
"Loyalty, I'll give you Sam, but as a trainer, your skills have gone downhill. You remember what I told you when Jimmy was hired? Well, you haven't done as you promised then, so things may happen as I warned you they might.” Owen turned to Dan. “You're my best trainer, hands down, but leave personnel matters to me, Dan, until you're Farm Manager."
Allison noticed Dan give a military-like snap to attention, and his had started to move to his forehead in a salute, but he restrained it. He's a military man, probably an ex-soldier.
"So, Doc, how long to prep the new mare? I'm anxious to get her started.” Owen moved to Allison, and took her right arm away from Sam.
"Any special considerations for her?” Doc looked at Owen with impunity, as is he was aloof from the Farm Manager's authority.
"No. same as every mare, that's how Nick wants it. She's only to be used with a condom, you know, but I still want her on pregnancy protection, just in case.” Owen glared at Sam.
"Damn it, you mean I have to wear a raincoat.” It was at this moment, as Doc complained, that Allison realized the little man would use her during her prep.
All three men laughed, at the disappointed physician, and Doc sounded frustrated as he answered. “Four hours, no less, now strap her in for me."
"Sam, your dismissed, perhaps some time with your mares with your dick in your pants is warranted. You still have two months before Jimmy completes his novice trainer requirement, time to sponge away the writing now on the wall.” Owens's words were stern, giving Sam the final edict on his fate if he took no corrective action.
As Sam sulked out of the prep room, Dan and Owen gripped Allison's arms tightly, setting off her inner fear. “No, please, Dan, don't do this to me. I'm not a mare to be trained.” She appealed to Dan, sensing he liked her perhaps as more than a mare, and knowing Owen had already punished her for simply speaking.
Unfortunately for her, Dan was as strict as Owen, and the big blonde simply tossed her into the chair, strapping her limbs quickly as he spoke to Owen. “I heard something, but it wasn't intelligible. Be assured this mare will receive a good strapping to reminder her of rules she already knows when she gets to her stall later."
"A fine idea, she'll need the full training and then some.” Owen wrenched Allison's legs wide apart and fastened her left into the stirrups.
I can't stop it. It's hopeless. I'm to be prepped as a human mare. Fully strapped in now, she found that she could barely move, and her pussy was simply hanging out there exposed at the edge of the chair. Doc would have an easy time jamming his cock deep inside her.
"See you in four, Doc, and remember your raingear.” Dan spoke as he and Owen turned to walk out the door.
Owen added. “Her file is open in the computer to get her number, and please add any observations you have."
Allison's fear level shot up as she saw Dan leave. Despite his refusal to help me, I still think he is the closest thing I have to a friend in this insane place.
Allison's eyes went wide as Doc brought over a needle and a condom to the table beside the chair. Moving to her, the short man began to kneed and fondle her breasts, for his pleasure, and then he unzipped his pants and drew out a large erection for his size. Rubbing it up and down her moist gash, he chided her. “You're a wet filly, needing hard fucking. That's good, because I have just what you need."
This is crazy. This nerd doctor is going to fuck me, and the worst part is, I'm wet and wanting his cock.
Doc eyed the condom, still in its wrapper, as if he w
ere deciding if he dared not use it. Remembering how aloof to Owen he had sounded earlier Allison feared he would sperm her, and Nick's instructions for her would be broken on the first day.
Doc grunted, breaking the tension somewhat. “I guess I'll don the raingear, it will make me feel like a teenager again."
Allison felt better, if for no other reason than she saw that Owens's orders were taken seriously, and Nick's conditions would likely be obeyed. There are some things I can count on here.
The stab of Doc's erection thrusting into her open slit took her by surprise. He was larger and more energetic than she expected, and she could not deny his shaft felt good where it was. Perhaps, he will give me the orgasm they denied me earlier.
In her part fearful, part nervous, part aroused state, she found it difficult to get to her place, where she could come on the hard flesh pounding her cunt, but not touching her clit.
Sadly Doc was not up to the task, his stamina being nothing like Owens. He came in the condom, and groaned out his own pleasure, withdrawing and leaving her frustrated.
"These damn things, always a mess to remove, and clean up. However, you have I nice tight mare hole, which I may go through the trouble of using again. Enough of that, time to prep you.” He picked up the needle and squirted a little in the air to make sure there were no dangerous bubbles in the injection.
Allison's face must have perfectly transmitted her desire to speak before the injection was given, for Doc paused with the needle centimeters from her arm.
"Speak, mare, what's on your mind.” His voice was gentle, perhaps truly concerned.
"Am I going to be alright, wake from this still me?” I hope he sheds some light on what will happen, and I need his reassurance I'm going to wake up.
"I guarantee you wake. It's not my job to euthanize pretty, young mares like you, but as to being you. I don't know, but I sense you mean a human female, fancy free and in control of her destiny. In answer to that I have to say no.” He did not frown, or seemed disappointed at having to say no to her.
Allison pushed further, feeling like she had to, as the chances to speak to someone would clearly be minimal. “So what will I be?"
Doc slipped the needle into her arm, and she marveled at the fact that she barely felt it. He pushed the plunger, flooding her veins with the injection. As he removed the needle he spoke to her, in a firm voice. “Good night, 6828, when next your eyes open, you will be as full a mare as science can make you."
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Allison awoke in the prep room, but she was dazed and groggy so it took a few moments for her to fully assess what had been done to her. No longer in the chair, she was now bent forward at the waist, her head pulled upward and secured in some fashion. Movement of her head or neck, seemed bring pulling pain in her breasts and pussy, but she had no idea how.
There's something in my mouth, and a sort of harness on my head. Looking around for some visual answers to her questions, she found that difficult to do, as her leather head harness included some sort of blinder, restricting her side vision. Clenching her jaw, she realized what was jammed into her mouth was hard, probably metal, but with a rubber covering to protect her teeth. Will I be able to speak with this bit? Oh, that's right, I'm a mare here, and I can't speak anyways, bit or not.
An exploratory wriggling of her arms and legs brought fresh pain to her breasts and pussy, but revealed her arms to be bound together tightly behind her seemingly encased in some sort of sleeve or something. It feels like leather against my back, but I have no use of my arms or hands, making me like a mare.
Again she tried, very slowly and carefully to raise her torso, but again pulling pain in her nipples and labia stopped her. Frightened, she wondered if something had gone wrong with the prep. It's like my nipples and pussy is connected somehow to the floor, but that just can't be.
"Oh, your awake 6828, good. Owen and Dan should be along shortly. I've saved your tail insertion for your trainer, it's traditional.” Doc chuckled softly, as if something were funny about this.
Tail insertion, what the fuck is that. This whole thing is insane, but what can I do?
Allison waited a few minutes wondering why her breasts felt so swollen and heavy, bigger than they usually were. Then she saw the prep room door open, and in came Owen and Dan, who was smiling.
"Wonderful, she's ready, except for the finishing touch. Dan can't wait to tail her."
Allison saw Doc reach for something black and blonde on his counter, and the older man threw the object to Dan. Whizzing by her in the air, she saw a big black object with a blonde-haired tail fluttering after it. A tail, a tail for me, but ... no, it can't be. Not there. Allison had put the equation together by thinking of where, relative to her current bent forward at the waist position, a tail would be on a mare.
Dan walked to her, pushing the tail close to her face so she could examine it in detail. “Pretty tail, isn't it 6828, colored with hair dye to the exact shade of your hair, so you look like a natural mare. Of course, as you can see, it will be securely kept in place where it's going."
Allison's azure eyes grew wide, filled with fear at what the blonde tail sprung from. A huge butt plug, bigger she was certain than anything having been inserted in her anus. The plug had a wide V-shaped end which Allison swore was two inches in girth. Then the plug's girth fell off sharply to the part that would protrude out to the outside world, holding her tail, after the enormous plug had penetrated her anal ring.
Shaking her head frantically, she tried to appeal to Dan not to put the oversized plug in her tight rear hole. Unable to speak as her mouth was bitted, she let tears and squirming do her talking.
"Afraid? Yes, that's common in new mares, but the older ones say, when allowed, that the tail makes them feel their submission, and they miss it when removed. You will feel the same, in time.” Dan walked behind her, and she braced herself for the horrible stretching pain.
It's going to rip me apart, but I'm helpless to stop them. She felt the plug at her rear entrance, and then felt Dan's fingers, slick with lube, slip in her crinkled hole. One, then two, then three, and then it felt like Dan's whole hand was deep in her asshole. Jerking from the stretching of her back tunnel, she incurred fresh pain to her nipples and pussy.
"There, you should be open enough now."
Allison caught a satisfied smile on Owens's face, before the torment came, and came it did. Feeling like Dan was splitting her in two, she screamed through her bit, wailing like a spanked child, but no spanked child had ever been so deeply violated. Hoping the shrill outcry would not have to be punished, she tried to think positively about Nick coming to get her, and going home. Will I be able to forgive him for this?
Suddenly there was a soft pop, as her defeated anal ring was bypassed and the plug was in place. Feeling the soft blonde hair against her upper thighs, Allison was suddenly desirous of seeing her whole body, standing to assess how this made her look. Back in college, that time I looked through Tim's pictures of ponygirls, I thought they looked so beautiful, despite the degradation. Do I look like that now?
Dan slapped her rump, like he might a mare, and spoke to Doc. “Shall we show 6828 your work, Doc? It's an important step, the mare seeing herself as a mare, for the first time."
Owen chipped in. “Yes, 6490 still speaks of it, when she does speak. Open the mirror and display her, as beautiful mare flesh needs to be shown."
Doc stabbed a button, while Dan squatted beside her, seeming to release some connection to the floor. As a four foot section of the wall rose, revealing a full mirror, Allison first caught full sight of 6828, the mare she had become. Oh, my god, I'm beautiful, but ... what the hell.
Dan helped her rise to full erectness, but the first problem was how unsure she was on her feet. Looking down, she realized she did not have feet, at least the feet of a human female, anymore. Instead she possessed what looked like flesh colored horse's hooves, from about six inches above her ankle to what used to be the tip of her toes, Bu
t, my feet, they are there, I can feel them. It feels like I'm standing on tiptoes.
Seeing Allison was looking at her feet, Doc chimed in. “Your pointed down feet were molded into the hooves, so you are essentially walking on tiptoes, but with a wider base. It will take a little time, but you'll adjust, all the mares do. If, or when, you leave the life, the hooves can be removed."
Thank God, a shocking change, but not a permanent one. As Dan moved her closer to the mirror, steadying her as she took her first tentative steps in mare's hooves, she let her eyes roam up her bare legs to the next shocking change to be discovered. A tattoo, or something more permanent, meant to mark me forever.
There written boldly on her inner thigh flesh were these words.
6828
5-09-08
N. Laughlin
My number, the date I became a mare, and ... oh, yes, my owner. Inside, Allison felt changed, knowing her relationship with Nick was changed fundamentally. He's my owner, my Master now, not my boyfriend and lover. It's too early to tell if this will end us, I still love him, but what if he doesn't come for me, or he makes me stay another month.
A concept to horrible to contemplate broke over Allison's mind. I could be here forever.
Doc broke her thoughts. “Your mare marks are hard to remove, yet no past mare has ever asked for them to be."
She nodded at the short man, and let her eyes move up her mare body. Her pussy, now shorn bare of her flaxen pussy hair, presented another shock to her system. Two rings, one on each of her labial lips, had been sunk into her intimate flesh. Attached to each ring was a tiny golden chain, which rose up her body. Insanely curious, she followed the chain, ignoring for the moment that her pussy had become a pierced, chained thing.
The chains go to my nipples, which are pierced too, but, oh my god, how did they get so big. Her nipples were pierced and the golden chains ran through the rings, but unbelievably Allison's attention was elsewhere. My breasts, they've never been that big, I was a B-cup, but I'm looking at a large C, bordering on D. How could this have happened?
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