The Pony Transformation

The Slip

The morning light slowly streamed through the curtained windows, yellow beams illuminating the boys soft chest as he laid in bed, still sleeping off the previous night's drinking. Johnathan was a 20 year old boy, and a engineering student in his sophomore year of college. He was pretty tall, standing about 6'1", he wasn't too muscular (skipping the gym to go to bars was a particularly bad habit of his), but he still had a skinny, athletic frame. His long black hair flowed against the white pillow as he slept fully naked covered by a thin white sheet. A beam of light hits his eye as he slowly tosses awake, opening his sleepy eyes and stretching out his muscular legs. As he turned to the other side of the large bed to get up, he was greeted with the naked body of a girl, similarly passed out in bed. He mumbled to himself in shock, how could he not remember this? As he rubbed his eyes gently, trying to clear the throbbing, aching headache he had, he tried to recount the events of last night.

He remembers arriving at the bar alone. He didn't have too many friends in college, but even with the few he had, sometimes he enjoyed going out just with his own company, seeing who he could meet and talk to. It hadn't been a particularly good strategy, as he only been able to take home one girl throughout his entire college life, not including the one laying in his bed. He remembered walking to the bar and ordering a drink, and slowly glancing down the long wooden bar at all the figures standing there. There was a couple talking to each other, a group of boys all trying to fight for a place at the bar to order the next drink they definitely did not need. But near the end of the bar, something, or someone caught his eye.

She slowly twirled her thick black hair, sitting on one of the last stools at the bar. She had clocked Johnathan the second he came in. He was the perfect frame, and most importantly, he came in alone. She slowly crossed her legs in her short red dress, smirking as she stared back at the dumbfounded boy, gently biting the straw of her drink to take another sip. It wouldn't be hard to pull him over, she thought. She was obviously beautiful and she knew it, her long streaks of black hair sat perfectly on her shoulders, her pretty smile and tall frame easily caught the eyes of Johnathan, who was struck in disbelief as he awkwardly stared at her from across the bar. Soon Johnathan caught his wits, looking back down at his drink before taking a sip and working up the courage to go over and talk to her.

Here's where his memory gets a little fuzzy. She oddly bought him a drink when he walked over, not a courtesy he was used to. It got fuzzy from that point, all he remembers was getting more and more drinks as they talked for hours, and he couldn't remember how he got to this girls apartment or what happened once they were there.

He slowly reached his hand over in the bed, running his fingers across her perfect, indented side as he pressed his body against her naked figure. That's when he felt it. As his hips lightly slid against hers, he heard a slight metallic jiggle from his body. He thought that was a bit strange, but as he pressed deeper against her round ass, all he could feel was the cold touch of metal on his horny cock.