Probably the most beautiful pony girl you have ever seen. Little John could not help but stand at attention and you almost started drooling.
She gave you a coltish smile and laughed as she wiggled her lovely breasts "Master you obviously like what you see, so is that obvious response out of a stallions desire to take me or a sissies desire to be me?"
You glare at her with rising annoyance "What do you think girl?"
She laughed and again and shrugged her shoulders "I have been hoping for a stallion all evening, but alas so far all I have got were pony girl want to be's so given my luck that is all you will prove to be"
You laugh "Well I don't want to be a pony girl"
She smirked "Its not what you want to be, more what your meant to be"
You give her a confused look causing her to give you a crocked grin "Master you probably know what can happen to a pony boys who fail to satisfy a pony girl?"
You nod and snap back "Of course the pathetic creatures can sometimes become pony girls themselves, usually an exact copy of the beast they failed to impress, occasionally the girl can become a boy but rarely" you pause then more to reassure yourself than anything add "But what relevance is that here, given we are different species and the magic normally has no impact on humans?"
She smirked "What if an evil company, like let's say Genetech, found away to cross the species boundary with that magical effect?"
You face went pale and you gave her a nervous look "That would make rooting you rather dangerous for a human male"
She nodded "Yes indeed Master, you all tend to have such small cocks, a fingering would usually be better, but alas for you refusing to screw me is also dangerous, such wimping out behavior would be indicative of your clear desire to be a mere pony girl just like me and see you join the stock here. Of course some or none of what I said might be true, so its your choice Master what you do"
You recalled the Whip Mistresses warning that whatever you did you had to please the girl in the lucky dip room and gulped heavily. Obviously the girl could be just winding you up but determining the truth of the matter would not be easy. You frowned the asked "So your last guests all became pony girls?"
She nodded her head and gave you a sardonic grin "Yes indeed Master, all 12 are now residents in the brothels new stables, there is only one spot left, which of course could be yours if you so choose"
You somewhat nervously rubbed your beard pondering the best best course of action
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