This choice: Clarence activates the medallion • Go Back...Chapter #5Clarence activates the medallion by: Michelle   Clara didn't feel bad about 'selling' off her husband temporarily. She knew Robert would have done the same thing if their roles had been reversed. She chuckled thinking it was more accurate to refer to the economic deal as renting her husband's services. After all, once Robert finished impregnating the new neighbor's mares, he would be returned to shapeshift back to normal.
Clara decided to stay as 'Clarence' that day while she continued to work around the farm. She heard that other relatives of the new neighbors weren't far behind and could pass by at any moment. She didn't want them to see a vulnerable woman all alone. Instead, she confided in the strong male form she created to help with chores.
The following morning, Clara activated the shapeshifting medallion. She knew Robert would't be around to activate it for a few days so she set it for 48 hours. It would give her powers to become any form she desired while tending to the animals. She got busy checking on the chickens. She knew how they clucked and ran around crazy whenever humans got near their enclosure. She decided to match their forms and soon was waddling around on two legs and had feathers. She easily walked into the enclosure without the others causing a fuss now that she was one of them. She carefully inspected the enclosure for possible breaks in the fence. Next, she made sure there was plenty of food in their feeders. Just for fun, she gobbled down a few bites of feed to test it out. She wanted to make sure it was still good and had not gone rotten.
Next, Clara checked on the horses. The horses weren't ever startled to see humans so she didn't need to transform all the way. Because the horses were a few hundred yards away, she shapeshifted her lower half to match their form. She kept her upper body and was now a centaur running across the field. She made it there in no time and was able to feed the horses and check their enclosure easily.
For the next few hours, she tended to all the rest of the animals. She spent time as pig, a goat and her human male form. Whenever she was human in plain sight, she made sure to become a Clarence for her own safety purposes.
After lunch, she ventured down to the creek where she and Robert would periodically spend their spare time. There was a swimming hole where they would sometimes splash in the water to cool off. They built a small shack and kept it stocked with a few supplies. Clara looked around at how amazing the sunflowers looked today. They were blooming huge and she wanted to pick some for the house. They had special clothing in the shack they would wear for this type of chore. Clara smiled as she opened the door to see two small dresses hanging up. It was Robert's idea to keep the clothing accessible for times like this. He never wanted to be caught picking flowers in his adult male body. He always joined his wife and they would become a set of sisters to collect flowers. It was always a fun game to see who could race to the shack first so they could claim 'dibs' on wearing the slightly larger sized dress so they could be the big-sister. It was tradition that the little-sister had to follow along with wherever the big-sis wanted to pull flowers. Clara sighed seeing the adorable dresses and started to miss her husband. It had only been a few days, but it seemed like she hadn't seen her shapeshifting partner forever. Out of respect, she shapeshifted into the little sister in case Robert came galloping home. That way, he could be rewarded for his hard work and become the big-sister for picking flowers.
As she walked around as a 4 year old girl collecting flowers, she realized it wouldn't have mattered if Robert came home now or not. Her shapeshifting powers wouldn't run out for a day and a half anyways. Since she was already wearing the little sister dress she decided to keep it on. As she hummed around gathering the best flowers she could find, nature came calling. She was much to far to make the outhouse in time so she hiked her dress up and squatted down. Before relaxing, she realized how silly it was to go the traditional way since she had unlimited shapeshifting powers. Instead, she stood up high on the creek bank and lifted up the front of her dress. She gave herself a penis and giggled watching how far she could send her pee steam down the creek.
After relieving herself, she looked up to see an eagle flying by. She smiled with an idea on how to check up on Robert. She missed her husband and wanted to make sure he was doing okay.
She started running towards to the house to bring her basket of flowers back. However, after a few quick steps, she realized her boyish parts between her legs were bouncing around crazy underneath her dress without proper fitting underwear. In stride, she shapeshifted completely back to her little girl form so the run wasn't painful. She then noticed how far the journey would be with such small legs. She skillfully shapeshifted in stride again while her dress fell off. Wings emerged as she used her new talons to hold the flower basket. She was now an eagle flying swiftly towards the house.
Upon dropping the flower basket off safetly, she soared high in the sky to get a good view. She flew towards the neighbor's land and was surprised to see how much progress they had made. Their home had a roof and 3 walls already. They had enclosures set up for some animals while still working on the others. Clara flew around until she found Robert. He was hooked up to a plow and pulling it across a field. Clara felt bad her husband was being forced to do hard manual labor while stuck as a horse. She hoped Robert had gotten the opportunity to pleasure the mares. That's why he was 'rented' out to the neighbors. Clara hadn't realized they'd be treating him like a work horse in-between mating rituals.
Clara landed on Robert's back. He swatted his tail back and forth thinking it was more flies pestering him. Clara spoke in the communication technique they'd learned long ago while both in animal forms, "It's me!"
Robert stopped swatting his tail and said, "I'd turn to look at you but these reins restrict my head movement."
Clara sighed, "So they put you to work huh? I was worried they would do that."
Robert kept pulling the plow so his temporary master didn't catch him on break, "Yep. Turns out the mating business isn't all about fun and games. Although I've mounted all their mares numerous times! I'm pretty sure I've impregnated most of them by now."
"Aren't you the victorious stud!" Clara laughed, "What else have they been having you do between mating rituals?"
"Plowing fields...Pulling logs...You know...normal stuff we do at home when we are horses. It hasn't been so bad. They feed us good. There's always plenty of water. However, I could do without being tied up to a pole at night or whenever I'm not working. They haven't finished building the grazing fences yet."
"It's probably for your own good!" Clara laughed, "Otherwise, you'd have galloped home by now to check up on ME."
Robert neighed, "You're right. Then they would have never paid for my services."
Clara joked, "You are lucky you weren't a mare when they showed up. Otherwise I might have been tempted to sell you off until you birthed a foal."
Robert chuckled, "I wouldn't have minded being a girl-horse if YOU were the one to mount me."
"If you are up for becoming a mother anytime soon, we are running short on pigs. We could use a litter to restock."
Robert laughed, "No thanks. I don't feel like spending that much time in the pig-sty. The gestation period is way too long. However, if you wanted some new farm dogs, I could be your bitch."
Clara smirked. She knew it was a favorite past time of theirs to become canines and mate with one another. They both knew being the female dog was more pleasurable. She joked back, "Hey! That's not fair! I thought it was MY turn to be the bitch?" She noticed Robert stopped pulling the plow and asked, "What's wrong?"
Robert explained, "I think a wheel broke or something? The plow worn't move?"
Clara flew around to investigate, "Hmm. Your left wheel is buried in mud."
Robert warned, "Uh oh! You better fly away! Here comes my master!"
Clara froze at the sound of a gunshot. She fluttered to the ground to investigate. Luckily, it was just a warning shot to scare the birds away from the workhorse. She could see the man's muzzle pointing in the air instead of at her. She told Robert, "I'm outta here!" She flew as low as she could across the field to the tree line so the man didn't have a good shot. She heard multiple bullets whiz by during her get-away thinking, "This guy is insane! You can't shoot at an eagle! We are an endangered species!" She finally was safe and perched in a tree to watch what happened next.
The man approached Robert and was angry he'd stopped plowing. He yelled, "It's just mud! Pull harder you stupid horse!" He swatted Robert hard on the rear end with a whip. Robert let out a painful neigh as his hind legs rose up. The flinching motion caused the plow to jar loose. The man whipped him again, "Go on! Keep plowing you lazy horse!" Robert let out a muffled whimper as he continued to plow the field.
Clara was irate at seeing her husband getting punished. It wasn't even his fault. Their poorly constructed plow was bound to get stuck more times in the mud. Her prediction was true when a few minutes later, Robert once again stopped. The master ran out to the field with his whip and slashed the horse again in the rear end. Robert flinched again jarring the plow loose and continued pulling like an obedient horse. Clara was steaming mad thinking, "Nobody punishes my husband like that!" She flapped her wings to rid the dirt she'd collected from flying so low to the ground thinking, "Plus...Nobody shoots at me and gets away with it either! It's time to put this guy in his place! He will never be a big strong man again after I figure out what to do with him!"  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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