This choice: Pony rides are the hit of the party • Go Back...Chapter #7Pony rides are the hit of the party by: Michelle   It didn’t take long to get used to walking on all 4’s. Tim was pleased that his decision to fill-n as Sandy the pony today was received such a huge reception. Allison and all her friends ran out of the pool excited to get a pony ride. Immediately a long line of girls were waiting for their turn. As the birthday girl, Allison got to go first as Miranda loaded her daughter on Tim’s back.
Tim proudly began giving rides. He was thrilled his role at the party was such a success. He was a bit disappointed to be tied up to a pole. He would have rather given more exciting rides around the entire backyard instead of going around in circles. Because all the girls were constantly going back and forth from the pool to the pony rides, Tim’s saddle was constantly wet. Their swimsuits dripped pool water down the sides of his pony form. Whenever a new girl got on his saddle, water seemed to gush down until their swimsuit started to dry out. At first, Tim wasn’t thrilled that he was getting dripped on constantly, but he soon found out it was refreshing. Being continuously sprinkled with water turned out to be a nice relief from the hot summer day.
Tim was glad he was only giving rides to young girls around his daughter's age. They didn’t weigh much so it wasn’t very difficult to cart them around. Besides dealing with water constantly dripping down, the only other discomfort was having his mane periodically tugged-on. He did his best not to let it bother him knowing Allison and her friends didn’t know any better.
Eventually, a blonde 7 year old in a purple one piece swimsuit climbed onto Tim’s back. He hadn’t given this girl a ride yet and wanted to make sure her first turn was special. He began trotting around in circles as something caught his attention. The girl tugged on Tim’s mane and pulled her face close to his ears. She gave a friendly pat to the side of Tim’s neck and whispered, “Thanks for the ride buddy! I gotta say, this is kinda cool. Sitting on a saddle without a dick is much more comfortable than I’m used to.” https://aigc.uploads.dev/image/654b0b91f...
Tim curiously arched his head back in attempts to get a look at the girl he was giving a ride to. He gave a confused neigh wondering who the young girl’s true identity was?
The girl continued, “I know it’s gotta be weird to suddenly be transformed into a member of the animal kingdom. But trust me buddy, you definitely got a WAY easier assignment than I did for my daughter’s birthday party.”
Tim immediately figured out the young girl on his back was Ken. He let out a snicker eyeing his best friend in little girl form.
Ken could sense the laughter his pony-friend was trying to make with the sounds of the neighs coming out of his mouth. “Yea yea… Laugh it up buddy. I’d probably be making fun of you too if you ended up like I did. I guess the joke is on me. I wish I would have taken the pony-gig instead. I had first pick with the medallion for fill-in assignments. I assumed staying human would be the easiest choice. It turns out that being a little girl isn't as simple at it looks. At first, it was exciting to have such a small body that's super bendy. I've been able to do all sorts of gymnastics moves off the diving board and in the pool. Physically, this body has been a blast. I feel like gumby as a copy of Annabelle. The way I can bend and twist my arms and legs around is amazing. I'm like a human pretzel now. I could do without the constantly wet long hair though. It kind of hurts when it whips around and whaps me in the face. I'm hoping to get a pony tail once we are done swimming." https://aigc.uploads.dev/image/f4d65b9c8...
Tim gave a snickering neigh and wagged his tail back and forth for effect. He showed-off his newfound ability to control his pony tail by jokingly wagging it up to lightly brush against Ken's back.
Ken felt the hairs on Tim's pony tail hit him and flinched. He realized his choice of words and smirked at his accidental pun, "I meant pony tail...as in a hair accessory. Not a pony tail like you have." Ken admired how his friend could wag his tail around at will and got jealous, "That must be fun. I sure with I was in your shoes...or rather...your hooves today instead. Your job seems much easier than mine. Hindsight is twenty-twenty. I had no idea when I volunteered to become a little girl today that it would be so emotionally difficult. You have no idea what I'm dealing with out there buddy. It's not like when we were little boys and we just played, messed around with each other, gave each other shit, and had fun without a care. Socializing with Alison and all her girlfriends has been exhausting. Everybody is talking behind each other's backs. If you say the wrong thing, they reply with a death stare and eye roll that can mean so many different things. Female non-verbal communication is like an entire new language for me. I can barely keep up with them. They all grew up as females and know how to do it. This is my first go-around at being a little girl. I have no idea what I'm doing. I feel like I'm constantly being judged by all the rest of those little snots. Somebody seems to always be crying for no reason. There's tons of hugs and nobody EVER stops talking..."
Tim neighed with another snicker adding a sarcastic sounding noise. Ken could sense what his friend was trying to say and laughed, "Trust me. I know the irony of what I just said. I realize been talking like crazy ever since I hopped on your saddle. Ever since I transformed into my niece Annabelle to fill-in for her, I've been talking more than I ever have in my entire life. It's been strange. But not a bad strange. Just a strange-strange. This is nice to speak to somebody and say whatever I want for a change. I've been trying to be on my best girl-behavior out there with Alison and all her friends. I know you can't say anything right now or give me any advice. It's too bad ponies can't talk. Not that you'd have any productive advice to give me anyways. You've never transformed into a body like Annabelle's before. You know even less about what it's like to be a little girl than I do. You probably think because you have a daughter that you'd be okay if our roles were reversed. I thought the same thing when I volunteered to become Annabelle today. I figured it would be fun to spend some time with my daughter on a more even playing field where we are the same age and gender. I figured this medallion assignment would be a breeze. I couldn't have been more wrong. The biggest thing I've learned over the past few hours posing as Annabelle, is that us dad's know NOTHING about our daughters. Guys like you and me only know our daughters from a father's point of view. Little girls treat you totally different when they think you're one of them. I can't believe the things my adorable Alison has said and done today with her friends. I've gotten to know a complete different side of my daughter that I never knew existed. Today has been an emotional rollercoaster trying to keep up with her and all her friends. I really wish I would have just chosen to be a pony instead. Your job is WAY easier than what I'm dealing with today." After his long rant, Ken giggled admitting, "Wow. I've barely been a little girl for 2 hours and I'm already starting to sound like one of them. It's kind of fun to talk this much. It's gotta be a side effect of the medallion. I think it has something do to with wearing a vagina around that's making me want to gab and gab and gab..." https://aigc.uploads.dev/image/62a2fa184...
As Tim trotted proudly trotted around giving his friend a pony ride, he let out a neigh of laughter to let his friend know he agreed. From the sounds of it, he ended up with the better medallion job for the day. Being a little girl sounded rather confusing. As a pony, all he had to do was walk around circles and give rides to Alison and her friends. Minus the occasional neigh, he wouldn't be able to say anything today.
While they rode around in circles, Ken continued talking about whatever was on his mind. Tim was only half-listening while he concentrated on giving a good ride to his friend. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself witnessing how much Ken seemed to be getting into character. Although it was a one-sided conversation, it reminded Tim of when his daughter would gab on and on about nonsense. Like any father did, Tim chimed in with random neighs to convey he was listening when the reality was he was tuning Ken out. Something finally caught Tim's attention when he felt Ken tugging on his mane and whispering, "Stop for a second buddy. My wife wants a picture of me getting a pony ride."
Tim obeyed like he'd done countless times today. Miranda had been documenting her daughter's party by taking pictures of all the little girls he'd been giving rides to. He stood still on all 4's so Miranda could catch the memory. Ken whispered to his pony-friend, "Here we go again. FYI, taking pictures in a little girl's body is much different than how us guys normally do it. I've been forced to be in like a million pictures today with all of Alison's friends. It's like a model photo shoot when little girls get their picture taken. It's as if they are born for the camera and always have a fantastic pose ready and whip out adorable smiles on demand. I guess it's showtime..." Ken struck the cutest smile he could manage with Annabelle's face as his wife snapped a few pics. https://aigc.uploads.dev/image/cc17c94f6...
When she was done, Miranda winked, "Thanks Annabelle. Nice job!"
Tim quickly replied, "You're welcome..Aunt Miranda."
Tim got back to work trotting around in circles as Ken whispered, "Referring to my wife as Aunt Miranda has been taking some getting used to.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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