The Pony Transformation

Transforming into the Perfect Pony Pt. 2

Sarah squatted down by Johnathans feet, while his "owner", Maddy, hid the head harness behind her thigh as she approached the sitting pony's head, squatting down behind him. She spoke softly, but a bit intimidating with force into his ear, "this next part isn't gonna be to fun, for you at least, but you're gonna need to trust me Johnathan...." He had no idea what was coming as he was too concerned with the blonde girl sitting next to his feet with some mean looking black leather boots, as Maddy lifted a three inch wide posture collar to his neck. The two halves of the stiff leather connected behind his head as he looked down in panic, or at least tried to. Maddy gently calmed him in his ear with soft shushing noises as he tried to move his neck. The posture collar, complete with another d-ring likely made for a leash, was a tall back collar that perfectly followed his chin line and locked behind him. It kept Johnathans head looking forward and straight ahead, as he couldn't tilt down because of the collar beneath his chin, and he had to twist his entire upper body to look left or right. It was a little harder to breath and constricting, but once again Maddy's soft reassurances calmed his racing heart.

While the posture collar was being attached, Sarah was getting to work cramming Johnathans large feet into the tight long boots. She hated this job, always taking a long time to wrestle the leather boots up the shiny, sleek, white latex. As she pushed harder and harder, putting her strength into sliding it up his muscular leg, his foot was slowly pushed upright like in an extreme en-pointe high heel, that left his foot straight up and down in line with his leg. At the end of the boot, there was a thick rubber chunk with a metal horseshoe at the end, which acted as a pony hoofboot. Johnathan felt the discomfort as she laced up the boot, hugging his leg over the already tight latex. It went up just below the knee, the entire leather boot covered in belts and laces making it impossible to remove, especially without the use of one's hands. From his foot jammed into a pony boot, his cock crammed inside a too-tight cage, his arms pressed uncomfortably together behind his back, and his head now held straight ahead by a choking posture collar, he was in one long state of frustrating, aching discomfort. He couldn't focus on it for long, however, as the next command from Maddy sent a shiver down his latex-clad spine. "Open wide ponyboy"

He anxiously did as she asked, besides, he was already fucked and had done everything else she said, what was one more piece of tack. He slowly opened his mouth against the posture collar, only for his tongue to be suddenly pressed down against the bottom of his mouth. He gagged slightly as the rubber intruder was pushed deeper into his mouth, almost hitting his throat before stopping. His cheeks were pulled back and teeth pulled apart as his mistress lodged a thick black rubber bit and tongue port into his open mouth. He tried to bite into the rubber with his sharp teeth, but the thick rod gave no leeway as it was pulled deeper and deeper in. He tried to push the bit out, but with his tongue pressed down there was nothing he could do as Maddy painfully started to buckle the bridle behind him. He tried to complain, but all that came out were jumbled syllables that got Maddy to snicker. The unwelcome invader caused him to drool as he felt around with his tongue, sticky strings of Johnathan's saliva coated the black rubber bit and dripped down onto his white latex coat. Worst yet, he could tell by the stale spit on the dirty bit that it was not the first time the disgusting gag had been used.

Maddy continued to smile as strands of saliva flowed out her pony's forced-open mouth. The bit was the hardest part for new trainees to get acclimated with, it was so foreign to his mouth, but soon he would forget it was even in with enough time. Johnathan hated the bit more than the cage. It was so uncomfortable, he couldn't swallow or talk, his tongue was pinned down, and it was pushed so far back it painfully tugged against his cheeks. But the more he tried to force it out, the more he realized how futile that was. Maddy continued to buckle up his bridle harness, tightening straps below his chin and above his head, forcing Johnathan to bite down onto the bit. Now, he couldn't close his mouth because of the bit, but he couldn't take his teeth off of it either because of the straps above and below his head. Johnathan's vision was already pretty limited by the posture collar which kept him looking forward, but as his owner tightened the straps on the sides of his head, two thick pieces of black leather slowly closed off more of his sight line. The blinkers, or more colloquially blinders, were attached on either side and further cut off his vision, making sure he could only focus on the task at hand and nothing in his peripheral. Maddy then completed the look by pulling his long black hair through the back of the head harness, giving him a signature pony mane that hung down across his posture collar.

While Johnathan was still busy toying with the thick rubber bit tugging at his mouth, Sarah was busy lacing up the other boot. She wiped the sweat off her forehead, shooting Maddy a pissed-off look, obviously not happy about the work it took to lace up the pony boot. But after the final bow was tied, Johnathan's transformation was complete. "Alright my pretty little pony, let's get you stood up and get you some water, it's been a long day and I'm sure you're very tired" Maddy's tone had changed, she no longer spoke in that dominant, intimidating voice, but rather almost soft, like she was speaking to an animal, which at this point, she thought she was. Maddy stood up and moved to his left, which he obviously couldn't see because of the blinders, relying solely on his hearing. Sarah stood up in unison, moving to his right till she faded outside his field of view. He suddenly felt a tug from both sides of his harness as he was lifted off the ground, his ass no longer pressed against the cold wooden floor as he tried to get his balance.

His arms were helplessly stuck together behind his back, and there was no way to catch himself if he fell or use them to stay upright. The second his feet, now hooves hit the floor, he almost collapsed, having to be sturdied by the two girls at his side. It felt like he was walking on stiletto heels, his balls of his feet barely touching the ground as he seemed to grow taller by four inches. He struggled to stand upright, his legs shaky and barely able to balance on the metal horseshoes beneath the rubber hoofboots. His feet started to ache within seconds, a harsh pain shooting through his leg muscles as he tried to master this unnatural motion. Forgetting the bit, he tried to complain or ask for more help, but all that came out was "mmfffh shkcosshs shmmmggg" and a long string of spit that hit the wooden floor. "Don't worry pony we got you, walking in these high hoofboots takes practice but you'll learn soon enough." Her voice was reassuring, as she looked at her first pony up and down, holding the side of his harness. She couldn't take her eyes off his leg and ass muscles, which perfectly flexed beneath the spotted latex showing his form. "Now that you're fully transformed, I think we should really talk about a new name for him... Johnathan isn't a name fit for a pony... how about... lightning!" She smiled with glee coming up with the name, and Sarah nodded in approval. Johnathan was pissed behind the gag. He wasn't lightning, he was Johnathan! How degrading it was to be given a pony name like lightning. He couldn't stand it, but there was nothing he could do to protest, all his energy had to be spent focusing on walking and standing on the terrible, painful boots.