Kirk drove his run-down pickup truck along the dirt road. The thing was so broken down that it lacked air conditioning, and considering how it was a hot summer day, that was definitely not good. Both windows were rolled down, but it didn't seem to help her very much. The road wasn't very bumpy at the very least, but that same dirt road travelled quite far away from the main roads. Kirk wondered briefly if he took a wrong turn, but just when he started to wonder that, he saw a farm up ahead- that must have been the place. Kirk wore light clothes on a day like today- a simple white t-shirt that hid his gut and short blue jean shorts- though he wore tennis shoes since he had a feeling he was likely going to get dirty today.



The farm looked pretty ordinary as far as farms went. It had a huge plot of corn that looked like it stretched for miles on end surrounded by a large white fence. Between the corn and the fence was another fenced in area that was about half a mile long, and appeared to be used for grazing, although for the time being it was currently empty. Next to that were multiple barns of a variety of colors, and a cartoonish head painted on the doors of the barn, likely to represent what was in there. There was a tiny area for chickens and roosters, a barn for cows with a big happy cow face right on the entrance, a barn for horse with a horse face, and one for pigs. After all of those barns, there was a simple farm home designed with old fashioned wood. On the porch, Kirk could make out a figure that he assumed must have been the owner of that farm on a rocking chair.



On the rocking chair was what appeared to be an equine anthro, not quite exactly full female based on the bulge between her legs, but the rest of her body definitely looked feminine. From her long dark brown hair that stretched quite far down her back and her hide covered face with short white muzzle, emerald green eyes, D cup chest, to those slender feathering covered white hands, those wide hips, and feathering right above her hooves. She wore white overalls that covered up her body, as well as a pair of jeans over those overalls. She also wore a straw hat with her equine ears poked right out above it, a stereotypical farmer outfit, in short. Upon seeing a rather beat up pickup truck, the horse leaned forward on that rocking chair of hers. She still sat down on that chair with her hooves on the wooden deck.



Kirk stopped that truck on the dirt road when it widened up to the farm. There didn't seem to be any visible parking spots, Kirk couldn't even spot that equine's car- did she even drive to begin with? Regardless, he hopped out and walked over to the farm house where that equine woman was. "Myu?" He called out, once he got over to that wooden deck where she sat. "Name's Kirk, I'm here for the summer job."



The equine woman nodded when she was called that- indeed, her name was Myu. Myu often set out ads about a job at the farm and how it, not only paid well, but even offered a place to stay, free of charge. "Yeah, you said something about wanting to take care of the horses?" She had multiple job openings to take care of all the animals, though just about everyone she met wanted horses. Not that she complained, it just made the job more interesting since she could have some...involvement herself.



"Yes ma'am." Kirk said with a nod. "I just envy them- their strength, their agility, their..." he paused for a moment and glanced between Myu's legs. He noticed that bulge, and his eyes went right back to her head. He didn't judge people based on their appearance or their gender identity, and he didn't want to offend Myu. "And their...uh...yes, so, what do you need me to start doing here?"



"Taking care of the horses is pretty simple. There is a container placed on the right side of the barn filled with their food- largely oats and grains, that sort of thing. Each stall has a ledge about a foot wide and deep filled with water for them that should be checked and cleaned every day, while there are buckets in the stalls too. One should be filled with food, the other should be filled with the horses...let's call it, waste. You'll be able to tell which is which. The first stall on the right is used for storage, including cleaning supplies and gloves, which you should be wearing for obvious reasons. The bathroom is inside the farmhouse below the stairs, and you can take your breaks wherever- the barns are all air conditioned, so if you wanted to take a break in there, that's fine."



"Sounds like you pamper the animals in there." Kirk commented with a smile. Not that it was a bad thing- an air conditioned barn, and quite a through list to care for the horses. He liked it. "What about cleaning up the horses?"



"Don't worry about that." Myu said with a dismissive wave. "When it comes to the bathroom, they know how to take care of things- there's also a special stall out behind the barn that is used for bathing. It's basically an outside shower with a cement floor. They step in, you use the knobs from outside, they get washed, and it's done. I'll have to show you more properly how to use it, but don't worry about it right now- because right now, your job is to feed the horses, and make sure they have plenty to drink. I'll be in the house if you need me and the door unlocked. Understood?"



Kirk stood tall and saluted Myu. "Yes ma'am." He said in a tone that almost resembled that of an army private's own. He briefly wondered about a uniform- but Myu already walked away before he had a chance to even ask.



Kirk walked over to the barn and immediately smelled the scent of horses. Oddly, there wasn't a lot of horse...waste in the smell, but that was hardly something to complain about. He opened up the barn enough to get inside, and took a look at what he was going to be working with.



It looked rather interesting for a barn- various stalls were set up along the left and right sides, stalls that could have compared to that of a small room in size, with the fence tall enough that not even a horse could glance beyond the gate. The gate had a simple lock that could be undone by moving the lock in a particular set of directions- those directions were posted right up in one open stall that held all the cleaning supplies and the ilk. What amazed Kirk was that this place had more than one floor- three floors of stalls total, with a small spiral staircase on one end to climb up, while the other end had an elevator that was about the size of those stalls- likely for bringing horses up and down. The barn looked bigger on the inside than it was the outside, and that just seemed downright impossible. "That's...a lot of horses to take care of." Kirk said quietly. He could make out whinnies and nickering from various stalls. "Well, time to get to work then."



Kirk put on clear latex gloves and went to the side of the barn. He noticed there was a barrel of food, as well as water. There was also what looked like a reusable grocery bag near the food, and an empty water carton next to the water. It was easy to put two and two together. He put the food in the bag and water in the carton, and went to the horse stalls. It was easy enough to carry the food and water in one hand, which allowed him to work the mechanism lock with the other. Each stall that had a horse appeared to have the name of the horse right outside of it, while empty stalls had no names. It made it all the easier for him to figure out where to go. "Buttercup huh, I prefer junior mints myself." He joked to himself as he opened up the stall.



The inside of the stall was fairly simple. The floor was covered in bits of straw and was surprisingly had a miniature television set up along the interior that was playing some cartoon show about ponies. It was also kept fairly cool with the air conditioning, despite how there was a small window about two feet wide and a foot long that should have leaked the cold air out into the hot day, or vice versa.



Buttercup herself was a largely brown Belgian horse, with a white splotch in the center of her belly. She measured about five feet tall and weighed quite a lot- 1750 pounds, which was surprisingly lighter than most Belgian horses. Upon seeing that gate open, she stepped back- that white tail of hers smacked just a bit below the small window. When she saw that it wasn't who she thought it would be though, it almost looked like she let out a sigh of relief.



Kirk smiled at Buttercup. He wasn't familiar with horse behavior, but she seemed nice. "Easy girl, I'm just checking your food and water." Of course it was fairly quick- she needed some water, and some food- it looked like she was fed not too long ago as well. Perhaps Myu checked on the horses fairly often, and just needed an extra hand. "You're pretty sweet; I hope the other horses are like you." Kirk was a little too nervous to pet her, especially without Myu's permission. Instead, Kirk left that stall and locked it up. As he left that stall, he swore he heard something- a heavily equine accented voice that sounded something like ‘help mehehe' but that was just downright crazy- he was probably just hearing things.



The other stalls on the first floor went without a hitch- Kirk saw all kinds of horses of a variety of different breeds. Each and every single one of them was intelligent enough to step back when he went in and did his work. He was kind of shocked- even the one stall he left open on accident didn't have that horse even escape. There was only one more stall to open up- one named ‘Dee dee' on it. This horse was a rather large Clydesdale, a blonde one at that, with a tan horse hide. This horse clearly looked pregnant as well, and as far as Kirk could tell, it was a she. "I wonder who the dad is." Kirk commented with a chuckle as he took care of her food and water. As he left and locked the door, he swore his ears perked and he heard the name ‘Myu', but that was just silly- maybe Myu was a guy, he didn't judge, but there was no way Myu actually had fun with these horses. "Well," he dusted his hands off after he locked that final stall. "That's the first floor- now to the second."



Before he had a chance to get to the spiral staircase, Myu would come in with what looked like a water bottle filled with a white liquid. "How are things going around here?" she asked with a casual glance over at the stalls. "Any of the horses causing problems?" As if Myu's own appearance was enough, many of the horses fell silent. Not a single snort, not one noise, or prance of a horse hoof, as if the horses knew better.



Kirk didn't seem to pay much attention to the horse noises- or rather, the lack thereof. "Yeah, everything's going fine- the horses seem kind of nervous, but they look pretty healthy." He glanced down at what looked like a water bottle- it didn't have a label on it, and the drink texture made it almost look like some sort of milkshake. "What's that you're drinking?" he asked, out of sheer curiosity.



"The horses will be fine. It's not like you can mentally scar a...well, maybe you can, honestly I don't know if there's been tests for that or not- but the horses are mentally, and physically, fine. The horses I have are much more intelligent, but much more shy- give them time and they'll come to like you. As for this?" she raised the bottle and offered it to him. "It's an energy drink, makes you bigger, stronger, faster. At least, that's the slogan." The drink cap looked like it was sealed with small plastic bits on it, like how many milk bottles or water bottle themselves might be sealed. "I didn't see you bring a drink, so I figure you might need something to help you out with the other floors."



Kirk actually wasn't that hot- the cool building definitely helped him with that, plus the horses didn't seem to require that much maintenance- that basket of food and jug of water he had wasn't even halfway to being empty- he could carry that with him all the way! It would have been rude not to take that drink, plus it looked sealed anyways. "Thanks." He set the food and water down and took the drink. It felt a little cool- not quite refrigerator temperature, but not room. He opened it up and took a swig of it. As thick as the drink looked, it went down smoothly- but it was rather salty. Some sort of combination of milk and salt- not quite the most pleasant taste. After a swig, he resealed the drink and frowned at Myu. "It's ah...an interesting taste..." he didn't want to offend her with that free drink, but it was hard to show any enjoyment after drinking what may as well have been salty milk.



Myu shrugged "It's an acquired taste I suppose. Most energy drinks I know don't exactly taste good- still, keep it with you and see if it helps. Loads more energy on the job can't hurt, right?" she smirked a bit with her hands on her hips.



Kirk nodded. "Point, thanks- if you want to double check my work, feel free. I'm going to head up to the second floor and start up there." With that, Kirk walked up that staircase and to the second floor. As he walked up there, his pants felt a little strange- it felt like something tried to push out from just above his rear. At first, it felt so strange and abnormal- but after a moment. He rolled his eyes with a grin. "Of course." He told himself. When he reached the second floor, he put down everything and lowered his pants just enough for a white equine tail to grow out from behind him so suddenly. And yet...Kirk didn't seem to mind it one bit, as if he thought he always had that equine tail.

"I don't know why I wore those pants up so high." Kirk told himself as he opened the first stall on the second floor.



The stalls were designed much like the first- but the horses looked much different. The first horse Kirk saw had four slim equine legs and hooves, but the barrel looked much more human- completely human in fact, covered in brown hide and a tail. Even that face looked completely human, and this ‘horse' had a pair of C cup tits that dangled just below the first pair of legs. The equine glanced up at Kirk, those legs no taller than a human's own- and the front pair were smaller than the rear pair, which just made her ass stick up. She snorted lightly at him with wide open green eyes.



Kirk glanced down at the equine for a moment, and he did a double take. Something was a bit off about her, but he couldn't quite place what it was. "Oh silly me- I forgot to look at the name right outside." Kirk laughed at himself and just glanced at her food and water- which was placed a bit lower than the other stalls he was first in, but he didn't pay it much mind.



"Mike was my name." the horse said in a rather deep feminine voice. There didn't seem to be that much of an equine accent, not like the first- plus, this horse spoke clearly, loud as day, right to Kirk.  "I think she called me like...Melody or...Marshmallow or..."



"Melissa!" Kirk took a quick look at the stall door. Either he didn't understand Mike, or there was something else behind it- of course when Mike spoke, Kirk's ears twitched as they slowly shifted upwards on the top of his head. The tips became pointed, and they twitched again as they shifted to the top of his head entirely and became tear dropped- they shifted entirely to that of a horses own set, just like Mike had. "It's an interesting name for a horse- but with so many horses, I bet there are all kinds of interesting names." He wasn't sure why, but he felt more energized and talkative, maybe that energy drink was useful.



"Melissa, natch." Mike said with a defeated sigh. "You drank that cum drink, didn't you? Just wait until its charm wears off, you'll be in for a pleasant surprise."



"You like to whinny a lot, Melissa." Kirk responded with a shrug. He patted the top of her head, took the food, water, and his ‘drink', and left her stall for the next one. He had so much pep in his step that, before he opened the second stall, he took another swig of that drink. It still tasted so terrible, but it just made him feel so good on the inside- how could he not? Or maybe it was a placebo effect, he wasn't entirely sure.



Kirk felt another shift in his body as he went to that next stall. This time it was more significant than ears or a tail. His body took on a more feminine shape. Kirk's now dainty hands undid the next lock and he stepped inside. Those now slim arms closed the gate behind him and he checked on the water. His face was soft and lacked any hair- as did much of the rest of his body except for that tail, and the hair on his head and eyebrows. Kirk's now slightly larger rear and hips turned as she checked, and refilled the food, and she paused briefly when she actually referred to herself AS a she.



Kirk glanced over at the horse, and then back at herself. She figured it was fine to check her pants. She undid those pants of hers and felt between her legs- she didn't have a cock between her legs- whatever was there had slowly shrunk in to her body and left little more than a cunt, but a large black cunt- an equine one. "Of course." Kirk thought. She resealed those pants and patted that chest that ballooned out into B cups. "I'm a girl. My name is Kate." She told herself. It was...strange. Just moments ago, she swore she was a guy- she swore she didn't have an equine tail, nor equine ears, but she must have been a girl- people don't transform into other things, that's just something people don't do! Kate stroked the back of this new horse- she didn't pay much attention to detail on that horse. Sure they had D cup tits and a humanish torso, but that's how horses normally looked, there was nothing strange about that.



Kate left the stall and picked up her things as she went from stall to stall on that second floor. Each time she checked a stall, she came out just a little different from before, but she failed to notice any other changes. The next stall she came out with pitch black fingernails and toenails, the next stall she had lightly tanned horse hide on her hands, while the toenails on her feet swallowed up her toes entirely and turned them pitch black- it would have been disturbing, had Kate not thought of herself as completely normal, just that her shoes kind of bugged her.



When Kate left the last stall on the second floor, her shoes really annoyed her. She took a seat near that elevator and took off her shoes to get a look at her feet. Her toenails swallowed not just her toes, but her feet entirely- both feet were pitch black in color and lacked any toes- just a sort of smoothed out area where toes once were, and minor bumps, as if to represent toes were once there perhaps. They looked, heck; they felt far more like hooves. The rest of her body was covered from head to toe in a tan horse hide- and she had pitch black fingernails, white hair on her head, and a white tail- she looked almost like an anthro horse, but her shape was still that of a woman- including her own face, but she did have the equine ears. And yet, looking down at her arms, her legs, her feet, Kate didn't think anything strange of it- as if it were all completely normal. "Why did I wear shoes when I have hooves, again?" she asked herself. In fact, her shirt felt weird- tight around her chest, but loose around her slim belly. Her jeans were tight on her hips too- and her underwear...why did she have boxers? Why not panties? It felt weird, but at the same time, she just shrugged it off. Maybe it was just clothing she wanted to wear to the job, it was hard to say.



Kate went up to the third and final floor with the food, water, and her special drink in hand. She decided to take the elevator this time, and she was surprised to see it function like an elevator she might see at a business or something- she pressed a button, the elevator came to her and opened up, and she stepped in and pressed a ‘3' for it to take her to the third floor. The elevator had tall walls like the stalls, but it lacked a top- instead each corner of the elevators had pulleys, which Kate assumed worked electronically...somehow. She couldn't make out electronic devices on the elevator itself- how did those buttons even work, much less light up?



Kate didn't get much time to try to figure out that question- the gate opened and she found herself on the third floor. She took another swig of that white drink- much longer than last time. She actually found herself not minding the weird taste now, and she...paused at the first horse stall.



Rather than the other stalls using a sort of lock that just required a thumb, these locks required a key, as well as a combination. It was a bit confusing- she held one lock in her hand and it resembled something one might have on their locker- a padlock with both key and number? It was rather through for being such a small thing. "There's no way I can open the stalls with this!" she said with a frustrated sigh. There was one stall at the far end that was open though, Kate could at least go in there and see what it was all about. She couldn't quite get a good look at the other stalls; it made her curious to see what the other horses looked like- she'd have to ask Myu about it later.



Kate got to the other stall and noticed that stall had no food and no water at all. Well, it made sense since nobody was using the stall, but still- Kate filled up both the food and water containers, just emptying what she carried. "Exactly enough for all the stalls I can get into, nice." She told herself. She finished drinking that special energy drink and took a seat in that stall. She worked hard today, but every single horse had been taken care of- well, except one. Something just sort of clicked in her mind that one more horse needed to be taken care of- an important horse, but what was that horse's name? Where was that last horse?



She didn't have to wait long for her answer. She soon saw Myu at the entrance to that stall- naked. Kate saw that huge equine cock just right out in front of her, and then she looked at herself. Kate then just wondered- why was she wearing clothes? Horses don't wear clothes. She blushed at how silly she must have looked in front of Myu with her shirt and pants on. She reached up and pulled off her shirt, and then down to her pants and underwear. From head to toe, she had that tan hide. Her mane was pure white, as was her tail- and only her equine cunt and ass stood out as they were black in color, as black as those large hooves for her feet- and black fingernails. She was a horse, she was Myu's horse- and that last horse that needed special attention, was none other than Myu herself. Kate put those hands down onto the stable floor to get on all four legs. Her ass rose up, and her tail tilted to the side to show off herself.



As for Myu, she grinned and walked inside that stall, and closed the door behind her. She had another addition to her stable. Sure, Kate might find herself enjoying things a little...less when the mind control wore off, but for the time being? Myu had her own horse to take care of, just as Kate had to take care of Myu.