The site might not have scored too high, but Pony Girl still inspired this story of a sexy chick that gets transformed into a gorgeous filly to fulfill her Master’s every pony play fantasy.

When I entered his house, two beautiful maids brought me to the bathroom.

With loving hands they stripped me naked and removed their uniforms and then the three of us stepped into the shower. Two sets of lathered hands slid over my breasts, my back and my belly.

They spread foam over my pussy, teasing my clit and getting me nice and clean.

Trembling with arousal, I let them lead from the shower and dry me off. Then came the almond oil. The maids worked it into my muscles and in the crease between my cheeks, teasing my anus and lubricating it for the plug.

The waist cincher was of black satin and stiff boning, shortening my breath and enhancing my curves. Tight leather gloves laced my arms behind my back and turned my hands into useless fists. Next were the thigh-high leather boots that made my every step look and feel like hooves.

The maids sat me down in the chair and did my hair and makeup. My master liked lacquered red lips around the stiff wooden bit, and kohl lined eyes. My mane was dried and smoothed to a soft shine, before I was made to stand.

As the bit slid between my lips, I whimpered with arousal, my nipples hardening. As the clamps tightened around them, their tassels teasing my chest, I moaned. The butt plug was next, sliding into my ass, stretching me deliciously before locking the tail into place.

The maids attached blinkers to the bit and forced me to my knees.

The position alone made the juices drip down my spread thighs.

I was now a beast made to serve to pull my Master’s cart, suck his cock, swish my tail.

I was no longer human, but animal.