John and Ashley walked a bit further down the street before arriving at a bus stop. John got on and paid for both his and Ashley's fare as the dog-bodied girl followed behind him.
"Thanks, John. You really didn't have to do that." Ashley smiled up at John as he looked back down to her as they walked down the aisle of the bus.
As John sat down in a seat, Ashley simply sat on her hind legs on the floor of the bus. Her tail wagging as she simply looked around and hummed to herself to pass the time. Normally John would have seen her with her phone out, checking it regularly until she was at her destination, but due to the reality-altering properties of the remote, she now had no phone to look at.
Ashley must have had an itch on her ear as she reached a hind leg up and began scratching the side of her head with her paw. John looked down and his gaze was quickly drawn to her golden furred sheath and balls as they wobbled back and forth as her leg worked hard to scratch her head.
"So." Ashley said as she lowered her leg. "How do you know Richie?"
"He's a friend from school, to be honest I don't know him very well, but he invited me over the other day and I thought I'd accept. I figured it would be cool to visit a farm. I haven't been on one since I was about 5 during a school field trip." John answered.
"Oh. Then I can't wait to meet him!." Ashley said, smiling up at her friend.
Their conversation was ended when the bus reached it's destination, dropping the two kids off near the farm that Richie's family owned.
As the kids walked up and approached the farm they first reached the barn that sat in front of Richie's farm. John and Ashley looked up and saw a metal awning with a simple sign, reading Simmon's Farm.
As the two kids approached the barn they peeked inside and they saw Richie turn to see them. He waved and they came inside the barn.
As they stepped inside the barn they saw who accompanied Richie. There was Richie's mother with a large stallion on a lead. Richie's mother was holding a bucket filled with soapy water in her other hand.
"Hey guys." Richie said. "Me and my mom were about to make a video for Youtube."
"Yup.", his mother added happily. "Lots of people use Youtube to learn about how to care for their animals. Me and Richie were about to film a tutorial on how to clean a stallion's sheath. We'd be glad to have you here, but I do ask you be quiet while we film."
"Can do!." Ashley said, excited to see the farm work done in front of her.
"Absolutely." John answered plainly, as his mind was already on other things as he pulled the remote from his pocket and aimed it at Mrs. Simmons and the stallion.
John turned the dial on the remote and set it to 'fusion' as he then pressed the button.
After a short flash the mother and horse were now gone, replaced instead by the top half of Mrs. Simmons sitting on the neck of the stallion. John had taken the two and created a real-life centaur!
Mrs. Simmons then instructed her son. "Alright, Richie. Just go hit 'record' on the camera and we can get started."
Richie walked over and pressed a button on the camera as he rejoined his mother, who was now standing in a horse's stall.
"Hello." Mrs Simmons greeted the camera. "Today we'll be showing you how to clean a horses sheath. First you'll need a pair of rubber gloves." Mrs Simmons gestured to her son, his arms up to his elbows covered in yellow rubber.
"You'll also need a lot of warm, soapy water. It needs to be warm. You don't want to startle the stallion too much by pouring ice cold water all over his sheath."
Richie then picked up the heavy bucket with both hands as he walked it over to his mother's side. Richie now barely even came up to the bottom of her massive horse belly.
"Alright." Mrs Simmons again took the lead. "You want to splash some water onto the horses sheath to rinse it off a bit. Go ahead, sweetie." She said to her son, who quietly obeyed and heaved the bucket, a large volume of warm soapy water barraging his mother's flaccid horse penis.
"Great, now just use your hands to massage and clean the sheath."
Richie reached out with both gloved hands as he began to fondle his mother's huge sheath. His hands were hilariously small compared to the mass of leathery flesh they were attempting to manipulate. As Richie worked hard to clean the dirt of his mother's sheath it began to swell as the flared head of her horse cock began to emerge from it's hiding place.
"Ooh, I'd be lying if I said that didn't feel good.", Mrs Simmon's laughed. "Now, you actually want the stallion to get a bit of an erection, as you can see I have, now. It helps to have the stallion's penis easy to reach for easier cleaning."
"Now my son is going to clean my penis with the soapy water." The mother said matter-of-factly.
Richie's hands then moved to the ever-growing column of horse penis that his mother possessed. His hands scrubbing it down as he removed dirt and dead skin from her genitals.
"Wonderful job, sweetie." Mrs Simmons was clearly proud of her son, they had clearly practiced this before.
"Now, there's only one last thing to do. Remove the 'bean'." Mrs Simmons spoke to the camera. "A 'bean' is essentially a hardened lump of dirt and semen that collects in the urethra over time. It has to be removed to avoid infection. Don't want mommy's sheath to get infected, do we hun?" Mrs Simmons said as she looked down to her son below her large horse belly.
"Nope." Richie cheerfully said. He seemed like he thought nothing more of this than any kid would of their mother asking them to help cook something.
Richie reached a finger into his mother's urethra as he scrapped the inside and shortly after removed a brown, pebble-looking object.
"Oh, that is such a relief." Mrs Simmons sighed. "And that's it! Simple as that. Now you know how to clean a sheath properly. See you next time."
Mrs Simmons waved to the camera as Richie ran over to cut it off.
Mrs Simmons then directed her attention to John and Ashley who had been watching curiously the whole time. "Learn anything new?" The mother asked, looking down at them from atop her perch on the massive stallion's body.
"Sure did!" Ashley happily said. I had no idea horse thingies could get so dirty!"
"Oh they do." Mrs Simmons replied. "Normally I need cleaning once a week, at least. I'd do it myself, but I can't reach, so I need either my son or husband to assist me."
Mrs Simmons penis, meanwhile had never gone flaccid. In fact her cock was beginning to grow more erect. "Oh my. It must be Silver." Mrs Simmons said, seemingly exasperated. "She's my husband's favorite mare, and she was due to go into heat any day now. Seems that day has come."
Mrs Simmons stomped one back hoof. The shock of her heavy hoof hitting the ground sent her large cock swaying back and forth.
"Richie, can you lead Silver to the barn?" Mrs Simmons asked her son.
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