“Always put the seat down! Don’t look at me with those eyes, I warned you once, I will not be so lenient! You children will learn manners the hard way. The price for this is that I want you to raise and wean me one healthy foal!!! Now OUT! Out of my house, I should never have trusted children! Never again! Out or I shall make it two foals!”
Jacob and Patty gallop out of the witches house as quick as lightning.
“What an evil old HAG!” thinks Jacob.
“Did I just hear you call her a hag” asks Patty. Both of them are a dark chestnut color, and fine looking horses. Their manes and tails are black, and they both slow to a walk.
“Yeah, do you have a problem with me calling her a hag”
“No, it’s just that I can hear you. I think it’s telepathy.”
“That’s great and all sis, but what are we going to do” says Jacob.
“Well, I think we have to have a foal. You know, like the ones that Mr. Wayson has.” They both envision the process, neither is unfamiliar with it since they live down the road from a horse breeder, and both shudder.
“No way am I doing that.” says Jacob.
“I think we have to.” Cries Patty. “Why did she punish me You were the one who left the lid up, and now I have to give birth to a horse!”
“It’s okay, you don’t need to give birth to a horse. We just have to tell mom what she did to us, and she’ll make her change us back.”
With that plan settled, they set off at a gallop back home.
As horses, the distance to home seems much shorter. In only an hour, they’re home, and looking in the window. Their mom is home from her night-shift, and watching T.V.
“Mom!” Yells Jacob.
“MOMMY!” adds Patty.
“It’s not working, she can’t hear us,” Patty says, panicking and neighing. “How will we tell her if she can’t hear us”
“Maybe we can use the computer” suggests Jacob, and the two walk to the front door, and Jacob rings the doorbell with his nose.
Their mom answers the door, and is immediately pushed back as Jacob and Patty walk inside, making a bee line for the computer. Their mom screams, and runs from the room. Dialing can be heard.
“Do it quick Jacob.” says Patty, now pawing nervously at the ground.
The computer is already on, but it’s not on word.
“Help me guide the mouse Patty,” and Jacob takes the mouse and starts nudging it with his nose.
“Left, more left. A little higher and left. Too far, now right. A little more… perfect!” Jacob clicks the button with his nose, and word pops up.
Jacob types, “Mom.” With his nose, then looks up at the screen. It says, “n,nkoijkn>”.
“Oh. That’s not gonna work…” says Jacob.
“Grab a pen and try to write something!” screeches Patty, and they both try frantically to write their names while holding a pen in their mouth. Nothing, they can barely even get the pen to make even a squiggle.
“Gotcha there buckaroo.” Says a big sounding man as a loop of rope is thrown over Jacob’s head. Jacob turns around, pulling at the rope in the process, and sees farmer Wayson holding the other end of the rope. His big son has another rope around Patty’s neck, and they immediately start to lead them out of the house.
“Should we go with them” asks Patty.
“I don’t know. I don’t think we have much of a choice though.”
As they’re led out of the house, they see their mom watch them leave, but then they’re outside and heading toward a horse trailer.
“Looks like we got a filly and a stallion. Is it safe to put them in the same trailer” asks the son.
“It should be, the filly ain’t in heat and they seem to know each other pretty well. We don’t have much of an option either way.”
Patty and Jacob are loaded into the trailer, and immediately they’re on their way.
“What are we going to do. Even if we can run away from Wayson, we can’t possibly talk to our mom. I think we actually have to have a…foal.”
“I think you’re right Jacob. What could mom do anyway, even if we could tell her.”
“I think we should just get this over with.”
The ride is short, and before they know it, the two twins are at Mr. Wayson’s farm.
“Put ‘em in the pasture. I’m gonna make a few phone calls and see if anyone’s missing two horses.”
Jacob and Patty are lead through a gate, and the gate is locked behind them. Jacob suddenly realizes that he’s hungry, so he leans down and nibbles at some grass.
“Patty, you’ve got to try this, it’s great! Like a salad.”
“I’ll pass.” Answers Patty, and she wanders around a bit, never straying too far from Jacob. As Jacob is eating, he’s slowly becoming aware of an alien sensation. He feels warm, and funny. Patty stops wandering and is drawn back near Jacob, or more specifically Jacobs rear end. She sniffs at Jacob, and Jacob grows hotter, and the funny feeling is intensifying. Then, completely unexpectedly, Jacob has to pee, and just goes. His pee falls on the ground with a gentle splashing, but something is wrong. It didn’t feel like it came from a penis. Jacob turns around to see his sister smelling his pee deeply, with a huge boner. Immediately Jacob backs away, even though the funny feeling is growing stronger and stronger.
“Patty, if you’re the stallion. Then what does that make me”
“What do you mean” asks Patty, as though in a trance.
“You’ve got a boner!”
Patty’s dick jumps and slaps her stomach, “Wow, I guess I do. That’s way cool.”
“No, it’s not! That means that I’m the filly. I can’t be the filly, I’m the guy! I can’t give birth! I can’t have sex!”
“We need to Jacob,” Patty sooths. “If we want to ever be able to talk to mom again. Besides, it’s supposed to feel good right”
“Yes.” answers Jacob, growing warmer by the second, even though the sun is just about to set. His crotch and insides are aching with some funny feeling now. To Patty, she had already seen his vagina. She had watched it wink open and shut at her, and she had smelled it and Jacob’s pee. To a horse, this was the most arousing possible combination of anything, since all clues signaled that Jacob was in heat. Patty is in the throws of this desire to mate, and right now will do anything to mate with Jacob.
“Then let’s do it now Jacob, and get it over with. I promise I won’t hurt you.”
Jacob thinks about it, but the ach in what he now accepts is his vagina, again, is becoming overpowering. He turns back around, and some instinct tells him to spread his legs out a little more. Patty walks up behind him again, and resumes smelling Jacob’s now creamy cunt.
“Hey, pop! Looks like you were wrong, the filly was in heat. Good thing they waited until they was out in the grass.”
“Yup, them two would make a fine, fine horse. I hope no one claims them, I’d estimate them worth more that any other two horses of mine, and I’ve some mighty fine horses.”
Patty snorts one last time, her dick now rock hard and straight as a javelin, and then she rears back onto Jacob. Jacob immediately feels Patty’s penis on his belly, and only now realizes just how big it is. It’s nearly three feet long, and feels like the head is the size of a baseball.
“I’ve changed my mind Patty!”
“It’ll be okay Jacob, trust me.” She starts thrusting at Jacob.
“No sis, I said I didn’t want to! I’m too scared!” Jacob starts to walk away, and Patty’s about to fall off of him.