#pony tf

The old farmhouse looked abandoned, rusted metal roof with missing panels, no windows, rotting wood, a small plot of land with a rickety fence. For some reason though, it seemed… it seemed like it was calling to her. She could see in her mind how it must have used to look, small but quaint, well cared for, with a tiny garden and a barn big enough for a single horse.

Her feet shuffled forward like she was in a trance, she wasn’t even aware of her own movement. A horse, that’s exactly what the farm needed. She could see it’s long flowing tail, swishing behind it gracefully. Her shorts fell down a little as a small amount of hair poked over it’s edge and quickly grew outwards. The horse had beautiful legs, long and powerful, and small hairs began to covered her own legs as she envisioned the horse. The horse had to pointed ears that changed direction as it heard sounds, pointed ears much like her own. The horse was a powerful beast, a stallion with an impressive maleness, a rigid equine manhood… She could feel her heartbeat.

*Thud thud*

*Thud thud*

She could feel her heart beating as it pumped blood to her own massive horse like erectness. Her eyes drifted down to it, everything felt dreamlike until she locked eyes with the foot and a half of pure equine dick. Suddenly everything was in real time. The vision of the horse and the lovely farm left her, and suddenly she was just standing in the dandelion and weed filled grass surrounding the old farmhouse, sporting a variety of features befitting a pony, or more correctly…. a stallion.