I decided that I needed to do something and began searching the web. I started searching "training" , "trainers" , "transform", "reshaping" and "molding". Most of the sights were fitness sites, but a couple were fetish sites. I found myself spending a great of time on a fetish personal site.

I found an ad that intrigued me. The ad belonged to Mistress Patience, featuring a photo of a fairly attractive physically fit 5'9" tall brunette in her early thirties standing at a forty-five degree angle in a thigh high green dress. Needless to say the photo was enough to get me playing with myself. There was one portion of her rather lengthy ad that caught my attention, 'I will transform you into what you are truly meant to be'. There was a lot other blah, blah, blah in the ad. I thought to myself this is great she can transform me back into the physically fit stud I was. I thought that I would get a chance to have my way with her.

Responding via e-mail I explained that as great as I was before I let myself go I still needed motivation. I told her I could make her very happy physically. I explained how lucky she would be to have me even for a short time.

Mistress Patience responded after two days stating that "normally I have to meet someone to determine their true being but I think I know exactly what you are". I got excited and breezed through the remainder of her letter, more blah, blah, blah. I responded stating that I could not wait to begin and told her to setup a meeting as soon as possible.

Mistress Patience responded with a very short email stating location, date and time for us to meet. The day came and I drove the 85 miles to the diner to meet Mistress Patience.

I arrived late and there was Mistress Patience. Mistress Patience looked even better in person than she did in her photo. She was wearing a light blue blouse that gave a nice glimpse of her big beautiful breasts. I introduced myself saying "Hi I'm Jack", but she seemed a little upset that I was late saying " your late", and before I could anything she got up and said 'follow me". I gladly followed that nice ass hidden under that tan skirt and beautiful long legs striding away in those four inch high heels.

When we got outside she stopped and said "this is your last and only chance, leave now or follow me now in your vehicle and you will be transformed into the real you". I said " Lead on babe I would follow that ass anywhere", I thought that was a clever line.

I had been following her car for nearly an hour when she pulled into a long country driveway. It was just passed dusk as she directed my car to a two car garage adjacent to large farm house. She lead me into the house. It was a very nice old house. I noticed right away that she had pets. I saw two cats, an old hound dog, and a couple of small love birds. As I walked through the house I saw a couple snakes in a glass case. It was almost as if all the animals were staring at me.

Mistress Patience led me to the kitchen and told me sit. She returned to me with a plate of food just reheated in the microwave stating that "I must be hungry and to eat." I was and ate up everything on the plate. I also drank almost a whole pot of Mistress Patience's special tea. Mistress Patience said very little during my feeding.

When I was done Mistress Patience told me to follow her and we walked outside toward the barn. When we got inside the barn I noticed two sheep, a cow, and three horses. Again the animals all seemed to stare at me, it was kind of creepy. Mistress patience led me to a stall at the far end of the barn. We walked pass a large wall mirror and I couldn't help but check myself out. Mistress Patience directed me into the stall and told me to strip. I was thinking great I get to bang the hell out this broad. Mistress Patience walked up to me placing a rope loosely around my neck. I was becoming very sleepy. Mistress patience noticed that i was having trouble standing and she helped me to the stable floor saying " sleep tight, when you awaken you will be what you were meant to be". The last thing I remember is hearing Mistress Patience laughing as I watched that ass walk away.

When I woke up I realized that I was in the barn and I was surprised that I was not cold. I attempted to stand when I realized that I didn't have hands or arms for that matter. I was covered in gray hair and I had hoofs. I stood up and could barely see over the stall railing. I tried to look at myself. I looked back on the left and than right noticing that I was a gray horse complete with a tail. I attempted to call for help, but only heard horse noises, nays, whinnies and an almost braying sound.

Approximately an hour had passed when the barn door opened. I heard footsteps approaching the stall. There was Mistress Patience and two rather large physically fit farmhands in their twenties. Again any attempts to speak just came out as horse noises. Mistress Patience calmly began to speak saying " calm down pet no sense in getting all agitated" I was jumping up and down and bumping into the sides of the stalls. Mistress Patience directed the farm hands to control me with ropes. I realized at this point that I was fairly small and must be a pony. My head when raised was right at chest level of Mistress Patience. Once the farmhands restrained me, which did not take long, Mistress Patience placed a bit and halter on me, again trying to calm me. Mistress Patience said "don't you want to see the real you?". I calmed down.

Mistress Patience led me out of the stall and down to the large wall mirror. As I began to walk in front of the mirror I saw my face. I saw a white muzzle on gray face with large brown eyes and very large ears. Mistress Patience coaxed me completely in front of the mirror so that I could see the whole real me. I had short mane, a white belly and a gray back. I was a Donkey. Mistress Patience came up along side my head holding the bit tightly she began " That is right you are a Donkey. A physically fit Ass." She fought back her laughter as she continued, " Although you acted like a Jack-Ass I decided it would be more fitting and more useful for you to become a Jenny-Ass". I tried to look at my privates, but Mistress Patience held the bit tight as she continued, " You should have paid more attention to my profile particularly when I described myself as a very inpatient witch. You see I have hundreds of potions that have been passed down through the centuries that I love to use to help others find their real selves. You were an ass as a man so now you will live the remainder of your years as a Jenny-Ass." Mistress Patience let go the bit and one of the farm hands grabbed the reins.

Mistress Patience began to walk away and the farmhand led me behind her. Mistress Patience began explaining what my new life will be. She stated that " I will ensure that you are kept calm so that you can earn me extra cash on the weekends and at fairs giving rides to little children. During the week you be used for pulling carts and other hard labor on not only my farm, but my neighbor's as well. " She came to a stop in front of the horse stall. "You will be kept in almost a perpetual state of heat", at which point I realized that I was very horny. She walked to the front of the horse stall and began petting and kissing the nose of a huge black horse and then she continued " Both my stallions here can smell your juices already, isn't that right Hercules?, of course it is you can smell her." I noticed the horse getting aroused and staring at me. Mistress Patience again came close to me and grabbing my bit she pulled my head close to hers and continued " That's right not only are my two stallions going to mount on a regular basis, but I will loan you out to other ranches and you will find that my farmhands get awful horny. " Just then I noticed the farmhands rubbing my back and ass. She continued " I have many horny farmhands. Well enough chit chat lets introduce you to Hercules, I know you two are going to get along right away". Mistress Patience opened Hercules stall as the farm hands guided me outside to a rather roomy pen outside the barn. I was let loose in the pen and then Hercules joined me. It did not take long for the massive stallion to catch me and mount me. Hercules pounded himself inside me while Mistress Patience, took a moment to instruct her farmhands to get rid of my car. Mistress Patience and the two farmhands cheered Hercules on as my loud whinnies of fear turned to softer brays of pleasure.

Well that was nearly three years ago. Hercules and I have produced a fine Hinny, my first , unfortunately I don't know which other horse is the father of my second Hinny. I spend the weekdays working hard and my nights are never spent alone. Not only do the farm hands enjoy mounting me repeatedly, which they now do in an almost tender way, but Mistress Patience will strap on a large dildo and mount me at least once a week. The weekend fairs and rides for the children are very tedious and I hated them initially, but my mood softened after my first child birth. I have been loaned out to other ranches only to be welcomed back by a smiling Mistress Patience, who always greets me warmly with "there she is, Jackie, my favorite Ass".