Xena recalled days ago when The Gods beckoned her to help, Mostly the shapely goddess of the hunt, Athena approached our shapely heroine making her an offer for one power or another if she helped find out what perversions were falling upon her Equine creatures, Be it at the hands of humans, Centaurs or some other creatures remained to be seen. It would of been a all to simple act to transform the warrior princess into a creature of the forest but how would she fight and capture those she was sent after? Thus thru one means or another Athena blessed her with a costume or sorts, One Gabriele relished in watching Xena put on. Luckily Xena had always been a shapely woman, With those full rounded breast and shapely hips, Looking as if she were Born to become a mare, If only to take one equine length up her backside. Before Xena had a chance to reconsider the Goddess's offer the transformation would begin. Chestnut colored Tendrils erupted from Athena's shadow, snaking ever closer to the shaken warrior princess. It would be almost alive the way it moved, Snaking along the ground before finally reaching Xena. The Liquid seemed on a mission as it snared her feet, Slowly bubbling, crawling upwards along her powerful thighs. Squeezing tight till she let out heated moans, the likes to make Trained Harlots blush. Slowly it spread, Covering those well formed breast and those shapely hips, She fell forward, To her hands and knee's as her womanly curves soon vanished, Swallowed by that chestnut colored slime. But she wasn't being transformed into a literal horse, That would be a crime against Nature. Instead Xena would be wrapped, Encased in that thick rubbery flesh, A Trojan Horse, Those shapely hips would soon be arched high, Presented as her legs quivered, As her toes met with heavy hooven ends as her shapely backside, Legs would form a Horse's Flanks, Her hands encased in heavy rubbery flesh that would reach down for several inches before ending in hooven limbs, Her own hair, those charcoal locks would act as a Mane, Matriculately pulled thru tiny slits in the neck of that Horse bondage to fill out perfectly, The suit, this living bondage even violated her mouth to the point it pressed past her lips, Funneling almost into her mouth forcing her lips to gape constantly, Unable to bite down as it hardend, Forming that long sloping equine muzzle that would drool almost constantly.
By the end Xena would be found in a bent position, Those shapely long coltish legs squeezed almost painfully tight in that mixture of Rubbery fabric and real equine fur, A cold wet magical seal invisible to all but Gabriele brushed along her spine and hidden in a mesh of rubber, invisible to the naked eye thanks to the gods cruel magics her breast pressed snugly against the chest of the mare suit, Narrowed eyes thru the colored lenses of those mock horse eyes coloring everything a dark tint allowing everyone else to see equine eyes as she stared from behind them like glasses. Xena wasn't known for stealth And this was Athena's best bet to keep her from crying out or anything else that would draw unneeded attention to her. The suit its self tinted with just a bit of magic doing things as allowing that long tail to sway and twitch slightly as Reigns were finally fitted around Xena's new-found muzzle as she was pulled along into the forest where such perversions were said to take place, Once free of the Goddess's view, Gabrielle took chance to Mount the Warrior Princess turned horse. Slipping onto her back eliciting a groan and muffled string of curses from that Drooling muzzle, At least till those Reigns were pulled sharply and she was Spurred on into those woods, Payback for all those times she had been forced to walk for miles while Xena rode atop their horse.
