Blowed away (Monthly tale - 10) X

(Woman into stallion)*

The airport was crowded, busy travelers coming and going and those people waiting for them, people yawning, talking or feeling annoyed by flight delays or missing suitcases.

Martha and Sue weren’t travelers, but were waiting for one.

Sue was a small, young, half-asian woman with short brown hair, wearing a long jacket, round glasses and high heels.

Martha - way taller, freckled and with long wild flowing curly dark hair, was wearing a turtleneck sweater, jeans and boots.

“There she is!” she said, standing on tiptoes and using her height to look over the heads of the packed crowd of people.

The two were waiting for the third one, April, their ginger haired friend who had gone to study overseas for three months and who was finally back on this very special day.

April, carrying a big backpack, saw Martha’s head and began to smile.

Waving their hands the three women ran between through the crowd and met together with a group hug and laughter.

“Happy birthday, April!” said Sue.

April nodded.

“Oh, man, I have missed you two so much!”

Martha chuckled.

“Us too, ginger head!”

Ultimately their laughter and greetings were paused when the three noticed that they were blocking the path a bit too much with their happy reunion.

After picking up the rest of April’s luggage they left the terminal and climbed into Sue’s small car and began the drive towards Sue’s equally small apartment.

Sitting in the back seats, April looked through the window and sighed,  satisfied.

Martha, sitting in the copilot seat, looked back at her.

“France treated you well, Miss Vet?”

April shrugged.

“Eh, it was fine, the food was great.”

”That’s what people always say, it really was that good?”

“Not really.”

They laughed, Sue turned the wheel.

”And what about the Frenchmen? They were better than the food?”

The ginger haired girl giggled.

“Dunno, I was too busy with classes for that.”

A traffic light forced the car to stop and Sue took the opportunity to look at April with a smug smirk.

“You were having too much fun putting thermometers in horses buttholes?”

April’s blush made the comment worthy of a chuckle.

“If you are envious now I’m qualified to put one in yours, you only have to ask!”

Sue giggled and the car began to move again, Martha leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms behind her head.

”Eh, it wouldn’t be so bad having something up your ass from time to time...”

That classic odd comment from Martha made the other two chuckle harder as if they were all nerdy teenagers once more.

After the laughter had ended, April leaned forward between her two friends, moving her eyes from one friend to the other with an inquisitive glance.

“So what’s the plan for today?”

“The plan for what?” asked Sue, seemingly distracted by her driving.

April smirked.

“The plan for your dear friend coming back from the French-lands after so many long months and it coinciding with the day of her birthday?”

Sue shrugged.

“Not much really, sharing some beers, catching up, maybe eating something...”

The ginger blinked.

“So no cake? No surprise party?”

Martha snorted.

“We are all a bit too old for that, aren’t we? And it’s Thursday, I have work tomorrow, you know?”

“Oh...” mumbled April.

“That’s what happens when you have too many birthdays... you grow up and everything sucks!”

“Sure...” said April, softly, and after thinking, she repeated it with more conviction. “Sure!” she said, sitting back in her seat. “I was just mentioning it because I’m tired after the long trip, I need to take a shower... beers and catching up sounds perfect!”

Sue nodded.

“Indeed!”

April began to look out through the window, missing the conspiratorial smile that Martha and Sue shared.

The car arrived outside Sue’s apartment, they parked, unloaded the luggage and carried it up to the third floor.

As soon as April stepped inside the apartment the confetti cannons exploded loudly, showering her with hundreds of tiny pieces of colored paper that became tangled in her hair.

“SURPRISE!”

April was still dazzled when Claudia jumped forward and hugged her.

The brown skinned girl was covered in confetti as much as she was and was smiling radiantly.

“Happy birthday!” she said.

Behind Claudia’s hug and inside the apartment, April saw the living room decorated for her birthday, bottles and food in the table, surrounding a big pinkish cake, and hanging from the ceiling a sign that said “WELCOME HOME” and “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” in big shiny letters. 

Below the sign stood Rakel, with her red hair tied into a ponytail, the used confetti cannon in her hand and another wide radiant smile across her lips.

“Happy birthday, ginger head!” exclaimed the redhead as Martha and Sue began to pat April’s back and proclaim the same wish.

April’s surprised expression began to shift as her voice began to tremble.

“You... girls...” a couple of tears escaped her control and soon the other three joined Claudia, making a cute group that was just a bit awkward because April was still carrying her big backpack.

It was just like the good old days, a happy moment that you wish would last forever.

They talked, laughed and shared, feeling like the group of nerdy teenager girls they once were, as they sat around the table.

Martha and Rakel began to talk about work as Sue filled a bowl with chips, April answered Claudia’s questions.

“J'aime les fraises!”

Claudia smirked.

“Are you sure that’s french? It sounded slightly Germanic to me!”

April shrugged.

“They didn’t complain much!”

And the two giggled.

The pop of the champagne bottle was followed by glasses being filled by golden bubbles.

With the help of the booze, the volume of the group’s voices increased as the young women became lost in the joy of the party and being back together after what seemed like an eternity.

A happy moment that you wished would last forever... and that, ironically, was destined to be tragically ruined by a wish...

None of them could have suspected when they turned off the lights and Sue put the candles in the shape of a two and a four in the center of the cake, above the Happy Birthday written with blue candy.

The flames from the candles illuminated April’s face as the others focused all their attention on her.

April looked left and right, stopping on each of her friends faces, she felt so joyful that it almost hurt... she frowned, wondering how many more times they would be able to do things like this in the future...

What if this was the last time they were all together...?

“Come on!” shouted Rakel. “I want to taste the cake, wish for something funny already!”

Claudia prodded Rakel’s side with her elbow, but that didn’t break the redhead’s smile, but it did manage to break April’s frown and brought the smile back to her face.

She reminded herself that there was no reason to worry about what the future might hold, she should just enjoy the moment for what it was instead of being her usual worried mess about things she couldn't control.

And so she proclaimed those ill chosen words loudly...

“I want a big hunky stallion with an enormous thick cock!”

And then she blew at the candles until her lungs were empty...

The death of the flames was met with claps and cheers, smirking Sue prodded blushing April.

“You could have bitten your tongue a bit, couldn’t you?!”

April stuck out her tongue.

“Can’t a girl dream of getting a well equipped male?”

Another bottle of champagne was popped open, Claudia began to fill the empty plastic glasses... but she stopped, with the cold bottle held in both hands, when she arrived at Martha’s glass...

“Martha... are you alright...? You look... bad...”

Martha was sitting straight upright, unnaturally stiff, with her arms across the table, her eyes wide open, looking forward, her long curly black hair and her skin, that now seemed paler, were slightly moistened with sweat.

She nodded, absentminded, without moving her eyes.

“Uh... Yeshhh... I...” she snorted. “I no... don’t know...”

Martha was feeling it, a growing pressing sensation that was slowly climbing up her throat from her belly, making her want to scream... to cry... to whinny...

Rakel put a hand across Martha’s damp forehead and quickly withdrew it, shaking her finger.

“Shit, girl, you are burning up!”

That attracted Sue’s attention, who stood up and looked slightly worried, making Martha finally react and look at her.

“Food did not sit well...?” asked Sue, her voice was already trembling a bit.

At Sue’s side, Martha saw how April was also starting to frown.

“I... No...” she already knew it from the moment the candles were blown out in front of her face, it instantly crossed her mind, nesting in her brain... but she wasn’t going to accept it... she couldn’t... “I... I just...”

She snorted again, she clenched her teeth with a groan... and the champagne bottle slipped from Claudia’s fingers as she covered her gasp with both hands, the bottle hit the floor, spilling the booze as it rolled towards one of the walls.

“Oh my god!” exclaimed Claudia as she, and the other three women, saw how Martha’s eyes expanded, stretched and distorted, becoming a pair of eyes that clearly belonged to a horse. “Oh my god...!” she said again, taking a single step back.

Martha rose up from her seat, standing with her hands on the table, she was tall enough that her crotch was above the table, her legs slightly spread.

The woman snorted, groaned, her belly growled loudly and all the women in the room began to hear the boiling sounds of shifting flesh.

Martha snorted once more, even louder, bowing her back a bit, feeling her tense muscles start to melt... and something more terrible in her groin...

“What’s...!” she grunted, feeling the insanely hot lips of her vagina spreading up. “Fucking...!” she felt swelling inside her white panties, stretching the soaked cotton cloth outwards. “HAPPENING TO ME...!” her pitiful despaired scream broke the spell that had kept her friends watching in silent shock as a very noticeable bulge inflated inside her pants between her legs.

“What the fuck is going on!” shouted Rakel, jumping out of her seat to put distance between herself and the package growing in Martha’s crotch.

Martha was crying, her cheeks red as the overwhelming pressure in her pants kept exponentially increasing.

All the others were now standing up, Sue was starting to cry as well.

“Good lord!” she exclaimed as they saw Martha’s face begin to pop and crack, just a tiny bit, her eyes became a little more separated, her nose slightly blunter, her jaw a bit wider... “What is happening to her?!”

Martha looked up, shut her eyes and then began to open her pants.

“I’m sorryyyy! Don’t look! PLEASE!”

But the others couldn’t take their eyes away from her.

She slid the jeans down until they reached her knees, something that was quite tricky taking into account the size of the thing growing at her crotch, and snorted with relief...  at least until she looked down and saw it...

The fabric of her panties was stretched absurdly beyond its limits, not just April, but all of them recognized what the white cloth was barely hiding: A humongous equine penis.

The gigantic cock of a stallion.

“No! Noooo! NRUUUUUOOOOO! HIIIIIII-IIIIHII-IIII!”

Thick, round and still growing longer, a wide pink flesh cannon, it’s ammunition hanging shameless behind and below, two enormous balls in a dark sack of skin.

Martha groaned in protest, putting her hands back onto the table, her mind dizzy not only because of the change, but also because of the amount of blood that her body was pumping into the veiny throbbing dick.

As spasms met her thrusts forward, the panties said enough, the elastic snapped and they flew away, hitting Sue’s face, making the girl scream in panic, shaking her arms as the soaked underwear hung from her round glasses.

The liberated cock slammed hard against the table, smashing and splashing the birthday cake with it’s monstrous weight.

Martha whinnied uncomfortably, liberated from the strangling pressure of her clothes, her hard hot penis relaxed slightly thanks to the slimy cold sensation of the ice cream from the cake... but that only made more harrowingly real the reality of the new nerves of her new appendage...

She looked into the terrified eyes of her friends with the same look of terror on her mutating face, a face that was becoming more horse-like with each passing second, her trembling lips darkening as she shouted.

“WHY DO I HAVE A DAMNED HORSECOCK?!” her sweater seemed to be shrinking, but it was an optical illusion caused by the increasing size of her muscles and body, the veins grew more prominent in her neck and forehead as they widened. “Where’s my cunt?!” the tip of a short pointy tail began to grow above her spreading buttocks while the tip of pointy ears peeked out from under her curly black mane. “WHERE’S MY FUCKIIIIN CUUUUUUUUUUNT!”

The anguished yell sounded inhuman, Martha grabbed her sweater and pulled it up to the side, ripping the wool, as she fell backwards she also ripped her bra, which was strangling her chest.

She hit the floor so hard with her growing body that the whole room seem to vibrate, grunting and scared she attempted to get up, only making it half way, she groaned with her teeth clenched as she, and the rest of the girls, watched in dismay as her torso began to extend in length like an oversized sausage.

Her bloated tense belly and her spine elongated painfully as she cried and screamed, scratching the floor with her nails, the giant horse cock remained fully erect between her legs while the rest of her body acquired an equine shape.

“HEEEEEEELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!”

Martha pulled her neck forward, neighing in disgust, Sue and Claudia quickly rushed to her aid, each one kneeling by Martha’s side, trying to give some comfort to a horror that couldn’t be comforted.

April and Rakel stood nearby, pale and sweating as the room kept becoming way too small for their transforming friend.

April was holding the panties that the horse cock destroyed on his growing sprout with both hands, the girl squeezed them, witnessing how the changes made Martha’s legs spread wider and long curly hairs grew from the fully formed tail trapped under her expanded rear, extending over the floor like dark roots.

The ginger haired woman recognized the scent from the panties - mixed with Martha’s last female fluids, the odour of fresh equine precum that she had learned to recognize during her practice on the farm, helping those masculine beasts aim their genitals into the cunts of their mates.

“She’s...” she gasped breathlessly, holding the panties even tighter. “She’s transforming into a horse... a stallion...!”

Rakel grabbed her shoulder.

“How?! WHY?!” she asked, shaking April.

“I don’t know, this is insane!” said April, escaping from Rakels grip as she put her hands, and the panties, on her forehead. “It... It must have been the dumb wish!”

“That’s stupid! Wishes can’t... don’t turn people into horses!”

“How do you explain this shit then?!”

Sue’s screams interrupted them.

“NO! Martha stop! Don’t touch it!”

Martha shook her head, her neck gaining length as she took hold of the dick that she already hated despite undoubtedly being hers and began to pump the pulsating flesh.

“NROUUU! I... The pressureeee! NEEEEIGH! HOOOOOT! HEEEELIII-iii-iiIIIIIGH!”

Rakel and April shared glances for an instant before running towards the smashed cake, April put the candles up on top of what remained of the pastry, the four was broken, so April had to hold it up with her fingers as Rakel pulled out her lighter and ignited them.

April closed her eyes in front of the flames, then she said with all of her will: “Undo my last wish!”

She blowed out the fire... Martha screamed in pain, her middle fingers and toes began to swell rapidly, ruining and deforming her hands and feet, stretching her socks even more than the cock stretching her panties as her boots remain hanging from the tip, stopping her hands from continuing with the masturbatory attempt.

Rakel hysterically shook her head as she ignited the candles again.

“Be more specific!” she shouted at April.

April nodded, unable to contain her tears, she looked down at the flames again.

“Turn Martha back into a woman!”

Martha’s painful scream made April and Rakel close their eyes, the voice of the woman had become so husky, rough and deep that it was almost unrecognizable from it’s previous self or the loud neighs that her words were becoming.

“HEEEEEELIIIIGH! Ploooeash! Am not even a wumeeeen aniiiimoreeeeeigh! Theeeeeiiii  couck! Ish tuuu muuuush! TOUUU MOUUUCH!”

Claudia and Sue - still kneeling at the sides of their transforming friend, Martha looked at them, pleading with her eyes, as her chest massively barreled up, deflating her breasts... the two girl shared glances for an instant... each leaving one hand on one of Martha’s shoulders and, without looking, put their other hands on the thick hot cock... and began to pump it together as they sobbed and she changed...

Seeing that made April shut her lips tightly, she took the lighter from Rakel’s fingers, who was frozen seeing her friends masturbating the horse cock, and continued trying to make a wish.

Candles one, her voice trembling with despair.

“Stop the transformation!”

Martha whinnied loudly, legitimately sounding like a full grown stallion.

The lighter was hot from being used so repeatedly.

“Change her back!”

Short dark fur began to spread from Martha’s back, starting to cover her body at a good pace, she slapped the floor with a tail composed of long curly dark hairs in anticipation.

April burned the tips of her fingers.

“DON’T TRANSFORM MY FRIEND INTO A FUCKING HORSE!”

Martha leaned her long wide neck forward, clenching her big bulky teeth, her whole face began to push forward into a muzzle, Sue and Claudia’s hands stopped after noticing the flesh-twitch in the tense skin of the penis, then pointed it down...

“NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!”

The testicles finally gave some mercy, liberating Martha from the strangling pressure as from the tip of the dick a huge stream of white high quality sperm was released, splashing onto the floor where it turned into a big, sticky, warm puddle of masculinity.

Claudia and Sue recoiled, crawling away when Martha began to neigh and scream, kicking over the table and all that was on it as she rolled over onto her back.

With herculean effort the woman raised her enlarged body up onto her four sturdy hooves, the black fur having already covered most of the skin, climbing her long neck quickly.

The bloated anguished long face at the end of the neck was by now barely human, the cock growing flaccid, but still leaking cum.

Her four friends moved in front of her, April crying more than the others.

“I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry! I didn’t want this! I swear! I swear!”

Martha looked at them, with her ears low, knowing that it was almost over, feeling her brain being shrunk by instinct and by her cracking skull.

“Hiiii knuuuuuuuw! Soooorrrreeeeeeeeiiiih! Am scareeeeeeeiigh! I-iiiiih nuuuu wannaaaaaa... am... wanna... driiiihiiiiill... mareeeeeeeigh... cuuuuunt! Neeeeeeigh! NEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!”

Words died there, a naked Martha, crying, screaming and pleading, was forced to hug her legs and move into a fetal position, clenched down into a tiny transparent ball that became an almost insignificant part inside the stallion’s brain.

The stallion finished his loud whinny with the last cracks of the metamorphosis, he shook his long curly dark mane as his muzzle finished forming and then just stood there, calm but confused, in front of the four sobbing women.

It was over and all that remained of Martha previous self was the last ragged remains of the woman’s clothes, mockingly hanging from his body here and there.

April, Sue, Claudia and Rakel stood there in silence, not daring to move or say anything, trying to rationalize how what should had been a simple, fun, birthday party could had been so terribly ruined.

Then the horse flicked his ears, sniffing the floor, and April moved, with determination in her reddened eyes.

From the smashed table she grabbed a bunch of destroyed cake and melted cream, making a pile with it, she also picked up what was left of the only remaining candle and put it on top and ignited the flame one last time with her sore fingers.

The other three women saw her going towards the stallion, Rakel realized what she was going to do.

“Wait!” she said and April stopped and looked at her with the makeshift cake in her hands. “We don’t know... You all heard the last thing she said... it said, what if he wishes for...!”

Rakel was stopped when Sue and Claudia, who were standing at her side, held her hands, she looked at one, then at the other and then back to April... and lowered her eyes...

The young ginger haired woman moved in front of the stallion, attracting the horse’s attention, he was big, enormous, male, just standing in front of him gave her a suffocating sensation, as if an aura of heat emanated from his dark fur.

She didn’t even want to wonder how they would manage to get this beast out of the small apartment... if the worst happened... any of the two worst...

But she didn’t waste more time thinking about it, she extended her arms, raising the ruined cake in her hands... the stallion saw it and lowered his hairy muzzle near the flame…