This story is part twenty-one of how the financial pressures of joblessness in the era of COVID led one woman to become a 24/7 live-in companion and submissive BDSM playmate and how this relationship expanded to include her stepdaughters.

Please enjoy this story. Comments and suggestions are appreciated. If you want to learn how Alice and Howard got to this point, please read the series from the beginning. I am writing a love story that contains incest, lesbian, male domination, female domination, female submission, exhibitionist, erotic and BDSM themes. If you don’t like these themes, please skip this story.

This is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this story are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or incidents is purely coincidental.

Main Characters;

Alice is a 45-year-old widow who has become a kinky companion to Howard, a 64-year-old widower. They enjoy BDSM play and are both switches. Alice usually is submissive, and Howard usually is dominant. Howard found Alice through an ad he placed looking for a submissive BDSM playmate. However, Alice has become more to Howard than what he had sought.

Michelle (23 years old) and Jessica (21 years old) are Alice’s stepdaughters. Both have been having kinky adventures with their stepmom, Alice.

Adam (21 years old) works part-time for Howard setting up and participating in his kinky games.

The narrative for this chapter will switch to different participants as the story progresses. The narrator’s name will appear at the start of each section. It will be first Michelle, Then Alice, then Howard, then Jessica, ending up with Adam.

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Michelle’s Narrative

Becoming Ponygirls

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Howard had just asked if we wanted to be ponygirls for the afternoon.

I replied, “I sure would. Every girl has wanted to be a pony at some point.”

Jessica added, “Me too!”

Howard looked at Adam and said, “Let’s make it happen then.”

Adam put a collar with a leash on me.

Howard put a leash on Jessica and said, “Follow me.”

We went out the door and walked around to the back of the garage. Howard pushed some keys and a large RV garage door opened. Inside there was a room that was split in two by a wall. On one side was standard garden equipment. On the other side, there was a very tall double door that he unlocked. There were four carts stacked up against one wall. The carts each had mountain bike wheels and a place to sit. Two of the carts had a single pole sticking out the front, and the other two had two poles sticking out the front. The frames looked like lightweight aluminum.

On the other side of the room were four horse stalls. Inside each stall was a regular full-sized bed, a chair, a sink, a shower, and a toilet. At each entrance was a wooden post that went to the ceiling. There were various rings on the post and the walls of the stalls. I saw Howard lead Jessica into the third stall from the door. I was put into the first stall. I noticed that there were many full-length mirrors around the room. I could see my backside in the bounced reflection from a couple of them.

Mom came to help Adam and gathered my long blond hair to form a ponytail at the top of the back of my head. She secured it with a scrunchie.

Mom said, “Your long hair will make a very nice mane.”

I replied, “I can’t wait to see how I look when everything is on me.”

Adam then removed my collar and replaced it with a wider dark red collar. The collar had a large ring at the front and many straps with buckles spaced around the collar. Mom sat on a chair where she could watch Jessica’s and my transformations.

Adam asked me. “Is that collar too loose? It needs to be tight, but not so tight you can’t breathe.”

I replied, “I think you need to go one more notch.”

Adam tightened the collar and checked to make sure I wasn’t choking. He attached a rope on one side of the dark red collar and stretched it to one wall. He then attached a rope to the other side of the collar and tied it to the other wall. I saw that Jessica’s collar was dark blue.

He said, “Now, I need to prepare you for the body harness.”

He rubbed his hands across my breast and then unbuttoned my shirt, starting at the top button and working his way down. When he had undone the last button, he pushed his hand under each open side and moved them across my bra to my shoulders. He then pulled the arms of my shirt off my shoulders and down each arm. He then took the shirt and placed it on a hook on the wall.

“Michelle, you look so fine without a shirt; you should go around in just your bra more often.”

My mom overheard his statement and said, “Adam, if you asked Michelle to go around naked, she would do it for you. So, think carefully about what you ask for.” She then walked over, kissed Adam on the cheek, and went back to watching the preparations.

Adam removed my shoes and short socks. Next, he reached for the zipper on my jeans and pulled it down. He pulled my jeans down and told me to step out of them. He placed the jeans on another hook.

I said, “Mom is right. I would do anything for you because I like you. Plus, I am a total sub and would enjoy it.”

Adam leaned in and gave me a deep, slow, sloppy kiss. He then unhooked my bra and pulled the straps down my arms.

Adam put his hands on my breasts and started massaging the nipples. He said, “It will be fun to watch these bounce during the race.”

I started moaning from the pleasure his manipulation was giving me.

He then squatted down, grabbed the sides of my panties, and pulled them down my legs. He leaned forward, placed his lips on my clit, and sucked on it while moving his tongue over it. Once he stopped, he put my bra and panties on a separate hook. I noticed that Jessica was getting the same treatment from Howard.

He put cuffs on my wrists and attached them to the ring on the collar.

Next, he picked up a leather head harness with a large bright red plume at the top. I noticed Jessica’s head harness had a blue plume on it.

I said, “That looks so pretty. I’m so excited; I am about to become a ponygirl. I’ve never been one before.”

Adam laughed, rubbed his hands across my breast, and replied, “Michelle, you are a beautiful woman, so I have to make sure you are a pretty pony.”

I said, “Adam, you can be so sweet; It’s no wonder I’m falling in love with you so quickly.”

He then looked at Howard and Howard, “Adam, Time to get the blocks.” They both grabbed two 4x4x4 inch blocks and placed them to either side of a one-inch hole I had not noticed was at my feet.

Adam said, “Step up on these blocks, standing on your tiptoes,”

Once I stepped up, He then grabbed a tape measure. He measured from the top of the hole between the blocks and the entrance to my vagina. I noticed Howard doing the same with Jessica.

Howard said to Adam, “Adam, add five to the number you get and pick a pole with that number on it.”

I watched him walk over to a corner where there was a rack holding poles I had not noticed earlier. Each pole had a number on its side. Next to the poles was a shelf with identical dildos on it. Adam grabbed a pole that matched the number he had calculated, pulled a dildo off the shelf, and screwed it to the tip of the pole. He put the tip of the dildo into my pussy. He then placed the other end into the hole. I could feel that the dildo was about 3 inches deep into my vagina.

Adam said, “This is to hold you in place while I add your ponygirl equipment.”

He pushed some buttons on his phone and the dildo started to vibrate.

“I will keep it on a low setting until the race,” Adam explained.

I replied, “Oh, you can set it as high as you like. I love the sensation.”

He then picked up the hardness with the red plume and started getting it in position on my head.

The harness had one strap that crossed my forehead and then to the back of my head, like a sweat ban. The strap on the back of my head had a large ring. He proceeded to pull my ponytail through the ring. On my forehead, the strap was shaped somewhat like a diamond. Another strap went over the top of my head from the sides and had leather horses’ ears on them. Another strap went from the front to the ring in the back. Where they crossed was where the bright red plume stuck straight up.

At the bottom of the ring where my ponytail stuck out was another strap which he then connected to the back of the collar. On the sides of my face were two more straps, each with a ring that was a continuation of the strap over the top of my head. He adjusted the straps across my cheeks so that the rings were aligned with my mouth. He then connected each strap to the collar.

He then grabbed a bit shaped like a western bridle. It had bars on both sides that went out beyond the mouth and ended in a place to attach the reins.

He said, “The bit I am going to use has an added tongue port which will rest on top of your tongue. It’s essentially a rubber tongue depressor. Once this is in, you will be unable to speak. I want you to not even try to speak. You will stamp one foot on the ground for yes and twice for no. Do you understand?”

I started to say yes, but Adam shook his head. I then stamped my foot on the ground once.

“Good girl, ” he said and padded my hip.

He then attached the bit to the rings on either side of my mouth. I felt the plate attached to the bit, pushing my tongue down. I suddenly started to panic.

He padded my side and softly said, “Easy there, girl.” He then embraced me in a full-body hug. He then stepped back and felt my vulva. “I can tell you are enjoying this.”

Adam next pulled out a dark red leather corset and started to put it on me. Two black straps on the back of the corset crossed over my shoulder blade. He attached each strap to different buckles that were offset on either side from the middle of the back of my collar. I noticed Jessica had a dark blue corset to match her blue plume and collar.

He then took my wrist cuffs and moved them from the ring on the front of my collar to the back, forcing my elbows up in the air.

The corset came up to curve around the bottom of my breasts. Between my breasts, a black strap connected to two other black straps that came up on the outside of my breasts to form a single strap that he connected to the front of the collar.

Over my breast was an X of thin black fabric about a 1/4 inch wide with a ring in the middle where the strips of fabric would have crossed. The ring was positioned over my nipple and my areola extended beyond the ring. Unlike the other thicker straps, these straps would give my breasts no support. My tits would be bouncing all over the place once I started moving.

The bottom of the corset was like a thick 6″ wide belt. It had many rings and straps of which I would soon learn their purposes. Adam pulled the straps on the corset snug.

Adam raised his right hand to my jaw and said, “Michelle, you look magnificent. Now let’s get the hoof boots on to finish your transformation.”

He went to a chest of drawers and opened the one labeled with my shoe size. I drew in my breath as I saw how beautiful these black boots were. The boots had no heel, just a larger than a standard shoe’s toe that looked like a horse’s hoof. On the bottom of the toe of the shoe was a horseshoe. I could tell that the boots would reach up to my mid-thigh.

Adam lifted my right leg and fitted my feet into the bottom of the boot. My feet were at the same angle as if I wore five-inch heels. Adam carefully zipped up the boot and removed the block. He repeated the process with my left leg.

I felt the dildo slide deeper into me to about five inches.

I looked over at Jessica. Howard was just finishing up putting on her set of boots that matched mine.

I was thankful for the hoof boots as they helped me keep the dildo from not going in further.

Adam said, “Now we need to transform your hands into hoofs also.”

I loved the idea that I would have no use of my fingers, just like a horse. Howard and Adam sure thought of everything.

Adam then unlocked my wrists from the collar. He removed my wrist cuffs and replaced them with black hoof cuffs extending onto my wrist. I noticed a ring on the cuff and realized they were just wrist cuffs with the hoof added to the glove. He buckled them tightly at the wrist. He attached the new wrist hoof cuffs to the belt on the corset so that my wrists were just above my hip bone. He then put a cuff on each arm just above the elbow. He connected a chain behind me to each cuff which caused my shoulders to be pulled back, pushing my breasts out more.

He then opened another drawer and pulled out a pair of nipple clamps that had small bells attached. He put one on each of my breasts. I took a few calming breaths to get used to the increased stimulation. I then jiggled my breasts and enjoyed the sound of the bells.

Adam said, “Now we have just one more step to make you into a gorgeous pony.”

He walked over to a rank of what I immediately recognized as horsetails connected to butt plugs. He picked a few of the blond tails and compared the color of each tail to my actual hair. I heard a satisfied “Hmm” from Adam, and he then continued. “I think this one will do.”

He lubed up the tail’s butt plug and then worked some lube into my ass using his fingers. He then traced the end of the butt plug up and down my crack. He then put a little bit of pressure against my sphincter and said, “Relax, Michelle, just let the plug slide in so you can have a tail and be a real pony.”

He began to rub my clit with his other hand, which sent a wave of pleasure through my whole body. He pressed a little harder, and after a short spike of pain, the butt plug made it past my sphincter. The tail went down to just below the back of my knees. I looked into the mirrors and was in awe of how incredibly sexy I looked. I loved how Adam had given me a bright red plume, a dark red collar, and a dark corset, and my sister a brilliant blue plume, a dark blue collar, and a dark blue corset.

Howard said, “Well, Adam, I think we have two gorgeous ponygirls.”

Alice’s Narrative

I went over to Jessica and helped Howard push the pole into her pussy enough to remove the pole from the hole while Adam did the same for Michelle.

Adam and Howard unhooked their collars from the two ropes and then attached a long lead. Howard said, “We are now gonna teach you to do high steps. That means that you lift your knees high before you take each step forward.”

Howard handed Adam a cart whip. It had a handle about six feet long with a six foot long thin whip at the end. I recognized them from movies of people driving horse racing carts. He said, “You work with Michelle and I will work with Jessica to get them to prance correctly. Now let’s lead them out to the lawn. Alice, you can just relax.”

We lead the two girls out onto the lawn. Howard and Adam stood about forty feet apart. Adam gave Michelle about ten feet of the lead and stepped back until the lead was taut. He flicked the buggy whip at Michelle’s butt and made a clicking sound. She got the idea and started moving around me in a big circle.

Adam then told Michelle, “I want you to try doing prancing steps.” She moved her knee up, but not high enough for me. He cracked the whip under her thigh and said, “You need to go higher with your knee. Try again.”

It took a couple more revolutions and many flicks of the whip on her butt, but eventually, she consistently brought her knee up to almost her waist before kicking her foot out.

Michelle then proceeded to walk forward, doing perfect prancing steps. I looked over at Howard and Jessica. Jessica was getting the prance just right.

Howard said, “Now, let’s speed it up.”

Adam and Howard both cracked the whip behind them. They started to do a prancing jog.

Adam made Michelle do a few more laps around me, and then I told Howard, “I think they are ready to prance together in the backyard.”

I looked at my two beautiful daughters, all trussed up as ponygirls and my heart just melted. I remember when they were little girls and we three would pretend we were horses. We’d run around the backyard, pacing and neighing. It was such fun. And now they were horses.

An idea hit me, “Howard, would you do me a favor?”

He replied, “If I can, I will,”

I said, “Howard, I’d like to be made into a ponygirl and then just run and play with Michelle and Jessica outside for 30 minutes. You can then either change out of the ponygirl outfit to get ready for the race while they continue playing or pair me up with one of them for the race. While you are converting me, they can just run free. “

Howard replied, “Certainly. We can do that.”

He slapped Jessica’s butt and made a clicking sound with his tongue. “Go on, filly, and enjoy some time with your pony sister. Your mare will join you shortly. “

Adam did the same, slapping Michelle’s butt.

Howard approached me and put an arm around me as we watched my girls prancing around the yard. It was clear that they were having a grand time. They would occasionally pause and nestle against each other just like horses. Then one would neigh and take off prancing while the other followed. I saw them rubbing their breasts against each other to make the bells ring.

I said, “Thank you, Howard. This is just another reason I love you so much. You have made my two girls very happy.”

He replied, “Let’s get you fitted out so you can join them. Adam, keep an eye on our ponygirls. Make sure they don’t get into any trouble, including having an orgasm.” Howard grabbed my hand and we walked back to the stalls hand in hand.

Howard said, “I’ll put you in the stall between Michelle and Jessica.”

I replied, “I would like that.”

I enjoyed the feeling of Howard putting my hair into a ponytail. I knew how nice it would look, cascading down from my head onto my back, forming my mane.

He put a dark purple collar and wrist cuffs on me. He attached the wrist cuffs to a ring on the collar.

After he had secured the collar to both walls, he noticed that I wasn’t wearing a button shirt. He grabbed a pair of EMT scissors and started cutting my shirt off. He then unzipped my jeans and pulled them and my panties down my legs. I stepped out of them, and he carefully put them on a hook. He undid my bra and pulled it off. After removing my shoes, I stood completely naked in front of him. This was becoming a very common occurrence with us.

He then spent some minutes kissing and rubbing my body.

He then said, “Time to get on the blocks. Remember to stand on your tiptoes.”

I stepped up onto the blocks and he measured the distance from the hole to my pussy lips. He got the pole, added the dildo, inserted it into my pussy and then into the hole in the floor, and turned the vibration on. I realized that because my hands weren’t free, it would be tough to get the pole out of me. I was literally stuck.

I was grateful that he was trying to make my experience as identical to my girl’s experience as possible.

He then put a leather harness with a bright purple plume on my head and attached it to the collar.

He then asked, “Are you ready for the bit?”

I stamped my foot one time and we both laughed.

The tongue port on the bit made it nearly impossible to speak, but that was kind of the point. Horses don’t talk.

He then added a dark purple leather corset and secured it to my dark purple collar.

He then removed my wrist cuffs and replaced them with the same hoof gloves that my daughters had. He secured the hoof gloves and my elbows like he had for the girls. Howard rubbed his hand against my clit and said, “You also are enjoying this.”

He added the hoof boots and the nipple clamps with the bell.

The final step was to match one of the horsetails to my hair. Howard quickly selected one and then, without much struggle, was able to get into my butt.