"Book of Love" - Horse Transformation Story (Patreon)

Man into Male Horse Transformation Story | Unwilling | NSFW | 3rd PoV

Patrick never had much luck with women and he himself felt like he lacked something to impress them. He blamed his failures on being overly nerdy and thought that modern women had to dislike that. He was laughed at his job by the simple-minded co-workers who just wanted some kind of entertainment in-between doing something productive.

Patrick wanted to change himself, maybe even force the nerdiness out of him at some point. He started going to the old local library looking for some clues on what the modern women like. Instead of expected answers he found that practically every single book differed on the perspective and ways of charming women.

One peculiar evening Patrick went to the library too late – It was about to get closed for the night. It was also practically empty, but that was probably for the best to focus on reading. As Patrick walked through the big hall he stumbled upon a strange looking book in the middle of the passage.

There was nobody around and it seemed like the book was just abandoned by someone. Patrick shrugged and was about to walk past it, but then he heard the pages of the book start flipping by a non-existent wind. The man froze in place and started sweating nervously. “Read me, read me, read me.” – Some strange whispers travelled into Patrick’s ears. The man was too scared to reply and just turned back to face the book.

That’s when the magical item flew right into his hands and scared the hell out of the man. Patrick wanted to mumble out a word or two, but then he noticed what page the book shown him. The page was full of strange symbols, but they might have been medieval styled decorations of the text. While the text itself was about love and an universal way to find it. “Read those words and you shall be loved and cared for by all the dames…” – Patrick read out loud and stopped to consider whether what he was about to do was right. This book was clearly magical, but at the same time he waited for love for too long. Whatever it was about to do to him was better than being ignored by women for his entire life.

Patrick sighed and started reading the supposed spell. “Arbara-kadra, konski… Fiut!” – He said and stared at the words which started to light up with living fire. “Ack! What the hell?!” – He exclaimed and dropped the book, which closed and turned into a regular looking book without the signs of magic.

“Oh… I get it. I’m not worthy of your magic, am I?!” – Patrick yelled at the book and kicked it hard, making it hit the wall and fall somewhere in the distance. Patrick had given up hope at this point. He ran out of the building and started heading towards his home.

He barely took a few steps and his body started to feel weird. His muscles felt sore all of the sudden, his skin felt strangely taut and itchy. Gradually Patrick’s vision was changing as well, his field of view was widening. He thought that the welling tears distorted his vision. His ears were starting to grow longer and pointier, then twitching as they became equine points on his head.

“Man, I feel sick. This day couldn’t get any worse...” – He said, stopped walking and clutched his face from the sorrow. That’s when he felt something bizarre. His nose was spilling outwards and swelling bigger. His nostrils were flaring out and his face felt swollen as a whole, especially his lips area. “Wait, what’s happening to my face!? Did the book actually did what it was ought to do?” – He chuckled, but the more changes happened the faster Patrick realised that something was horribly wrong.

His clothes were getting unbearably strained all over his body, for his very own body was growing bigger and more massive. Patrick started groaning in pain as the seams of his clothing started splitting and revealing his changing skin, gradually turning into an animalistic hide. “Unnnh-wait! This is wrong! What the fuck am I bec-c-cominghaaah!” – Patrick groaned in discomfort as his bones started growing longer and larger.

His elongating feet slowly destroyed his shoes and slid out of them. Patrick’s toes felt stiff and swollen. All of them except for the middle ones were getting absorbed by his shifting feet, while the middle ones grew longer and thicker, just like their nails. Patrick almost fell backwards when he saw what his feet were turning into, they were becoming a pair of hooves.

“Oh God, no! This isn’t what I wanted, I can’t become a fucking animal! Somebody- H-Heeelp m-eagh…!” – He cried out pitifully with his lowering voice as his throat started thickening with additional muscles and growing longer. Patrick grunted as his head was forced to move further from his torso.

Hair on Patrick’s head was shifting, becoming black and growing longer. The horsehair continued to grow down his upper neck and form an equine mane. Patrick gritted his thickening teeth as his spine began to painfully grow, mainly in length. Vertebrae popped audibly and forced the horse-man hybrid to hunch over dramatically.

Patrick’s swelling cheekbones were stained by the last tears his eyes would ever shed as the changes went on. His head was growing heavier, changing shape while at it. The top was getting flattened, the forehead was forcefully sloped down and his eyes were forced to the sides of his head.

The most dramatic pain attacked Patrick’s jaws, but at this point the unfortunate man wasn’t able to scream or groan in pain, just snort and whinny in a voice of a distressed equine. Patrick was on the verge of falling down onto all fours, he made a few uneasy steps forwards and managed to lean his shifting hands against the nearby wall.

He arched his back as the pressure in his jeans increased, especially at the back. With a few spasms something started to come out of a newly made hole in the trousers. Patrick’s horse eyes widened as he realised that the growing protrusion was his ropey, equine tail. The appendage kept lengthening and sprouting long, black horse hair.

“Ghrrreeeighlp-m-eee-eeighhhh…!” – Patrick managed to spit out through his more massive herbivorous teeth. His lower body was rapidly growing bigger. With a loud series of snaps his jeans and underwear finally snapped off his equine ass. His well-muscled hindquarters were now completely exposed for anyone curious to see.

Patrick hanged his head low and nickered in humiliation when he felt his buttocks swell even larger and harder. Worse yet, he felt that his ass-cleft was filled with flesh that pushed out his anus into a more visible position. His butthole started darkening and puckering out into an orifice more fit for a horse that he was becoming.

Neighs and snorts filled the sparsely populated area of the town as Patrick’s chest began painfully barrelling out. It was swelling into a huge shape, able to house the inflating lungs of the would-be casanova. That’s when his shirt split in half and slid off his massive and ever growing frame.

Patrick wanted to run away from the town or sink underground. Anything would do. He just wanted to be loved and now he’s becoming a simple beast of burden. He felt extremely humiliated by the anatomical alterations and prayed that nobody saw him changing.

Patrick’s hands slid off the wall as they started to pop and swell into hooves just like his feet did earlier. It was even more bizarre to watch as his middle fingers slowly elongated and fattened up into disgusting mid-changed shapes. Thankfully as the other digits slowly dissolved, the shapes began to look more natural and hoof like. Especially as the two remaining fingernails began to bloat into proper hooves.

With a loud series of clops Patrick landed on the pavement, on all fours. He hated those sounds, they were distracting and unnatural to his human mind. He was slowly realising more devastating facts, he didn’t have hands by now. He didn’t have his voice even – He was nothing to himself now, nothing more than an animal.

Patrick stumbled about a bit as the painful jolts of changes forced his torso to stretch some more. His chest finished broadening and his hips widening, making him feel even more exposed. Patrick felt his limbs start to ache as they began to grow longer and turn more equine. His arms rotated in their sockets slightly as they got locked in a quadrupedal alignment and his legs soon followed.

Patrick came to realise that he was almost practically a horse at this point. His body was slowly growing patches of short, glossy black and reddish-black fur. His face continued to hurt as it finished pushing out into a broad and massive muzzle. Yet Patrick felt like his stallion’s body lacked something. He reared up and neighed when he felt his insides start reforming inside of him. His digestive track became fully herbivorous and his innards swollen larger, but the changes soon focused on his groin.

The heat was followed by the sensations of his shaft inflating like a long balloon. Except he felt how his cock was becoming meaty and thick, truly fit a big animal that he was becoming. His groin area darkened and became almost pitch black. His balls churned and bloated bigger with virile equine seed that made Patrick all giddy and jumpy.

In the meantime Patrick’s cock started growing harder and more erect, but as it did it also continued to change. It was growing so long that its tip almost brushed the ground. The human cock-head was slowly flattening and a crown was starting to form around it giving it a more intimidating shape.

The foreskin was retracting back and forming a dark sheath that slowly attached to Patrick’s big belly. Patrick craned his neck down and saw as the remnants of his humanity slowly disappeared in the plain sight. Even the colour of his flesh changed as his cock became mottled black. Lastly an iconic ring of flesh formed circa around the middle of Patrick’s horse cock.

The final changes slowly came to an end and Patrick ceased to be a human. He was now a black and reddish-black draft stallion by the looks of it. A horse in the middle of a big town. Patrick let out a neigh of sorrow and lowered his head pitifully.

The call proven to be louder than expected and this time it caught someone’s attention. A specialised van was driving in Patrick’s direction. The driver was a man, but the two zoologists that came out after him were women. Unlike the man they were all joyful to see the stray and docile stallion. “You poor thing. What are you doing in the middle of a city without a herd?” – One asked as she started patting Patrick’s back.

Patrick nickered and closed his eyes, for the first time in his life he felt a hint of being cared for. The energy the two women radiated with shown that they really loved their job, which was caring for animals in need. And since Patrick was now a stallion he was probably the most sophisticated horse that walked on Earth.

“We’ll take you to our headquarters, alright big guy? Maybe you’ll even stay with us? We have a need of a dole stallion.” – The other woman said and gestured towards the open gate in the transporter vehicle. Patrick hesitated for a moment, but he knew that as a horse he wouldn’t have any better chance at having a good life. He decided to give it a go.

The species researchers and zoologists took good care of Patrick and he had both a comfortable enclosure and a huge field to peacefully live on with the other horses. There he realised that he didn’t need much in life to be happy.