I just moved into an old suburb next to the city and there's an antique shop down the road from mine. I stop in and always seem to find something unique that catches my eye. I find a detailed horse figurine, it's ancient and looks a little spooky. I used to ride horses as a little one and the figurine takes me back to my youth. "How much is it, I don't see a tag?" The boy at the counter says, "I don't know how that got there, my mom never wants me to sell it." The boy mentions some silly curse, and I think this is just some ploy to get more money from me, after all his mother is a real "negotiator" when she is behind the counter. "Of course, you will sell it. I will pay you double," I smile and see his eyes widen, "and a little more than that even, a tip for you!" I pay $30 for the horse, more than double of the other figurines on the same shelf. He rings my credit card and look uneasy. "Uh.. have a good day," he tells me. "You too," and I cheerily go on my way home. I slip into the bath and I dream of the horses I owned as girl. My head hits the end of the tub, and I lose track of time. I wake up, "it's so cold," and I am exhausted, I don't feel quite right. I grab my pajamas, get dressed, and head to the bedroom. My stomach is aching, "did I eat something sour?" I try to ignore it and slip between the sheets. I drift into a deep rest, my brow starts to sweat. I feel an evil presence in my room. The black stallion appears in the room, he is watching me. I feel as if I am in a bad dream that I can't wake from. I moan as my breasts swell, larger and larger, ripping my cotton and lace camisole open. My hearing is heightened, I can hear the figurine as if the evil thing is alive and breathing. My ears grow large and horse-like from my own human ears. The bones in my face crack and spread, my jaw juts out, my nose turns black and expands. I grow a horse muzzle! I sweat and my new face itches. I pull my hand up to itch my face, and I feel fur! I wake up and look at myself into the mirror. I feel panicked and aroused, I don't know whether to run for help or touch myself. I feel my pussy throb and I reach my hands down to ease the tension. I moan as I rub myself, I stick a finger inside of myself and watch the hair grow on my breasts, and down my sternum. My hands morph into hooves. I continue to rub myself with my hooves, and I cum so hard. MY head hits the pillow and I'm out again. I feel my tailbone expand, a horse's tail grows out. I am deep into the trance-like state and under the horse's spell