Pony boy spent two hours in the recovery stall and witnessed the husband get the same pony transition treatment he had received. He had no inkling who this other pony boy was or that this guy was part of the reason he was in this predicament. What he did know was that a fundamental life changing event had occurred for him. These crazy evil people had kidnapped him, started treating him horribly and calling him a pony, and mutilated his body. The events of the day before coupled with this morning had destroyed all confidence in him and he doubted very deeply that he could escape and wonder if rescue was possible. Something profound was settling deep into his gut that meant he was not going to be able to overcome these people's control of him. He asked himself "am I a pony and is this my life!?!?!"

After the other pony boy was placed in a recovery stall in obvious shock a pony girl was brought in for her physical transition. Once she was bolted in pony boy was taken for water and feeding then placed in the same corral as yesterday with the same group of pony girls. Again he was tethered at a center post but once Jo left the corral the pony girls in a group moved slowly in his direction. Surrounding him they murmured soothing sounds and gently moved around him for long minutes in a sincere display of sympathy and support. He had been given human equine physical treatment and instinctively they now recognized him as one of them understanding the trauma he just gone through as they had undergone the same thing even if it happened years ago. This process of support they displayed to him was an animal like way of bonding and recognition that he was now part of a herd.

The next two days were tough on pony boy as his breaking and training continued as Jo and Rhonda worked to settle him into pony routine. Eventually the daily routine of pony life would be come stifling boring to him but as his pony behavior emerged strongly he would lose the sense boredom. It would be two weeks before his new physical changes would heal with the exception of the brand which would take longer. Jo and Rhonda ensured no infection set in but kept up the physical and pony conditioning as the process of creating a human equine demanded it. And for his part Sheldon had made some plans for him upon Mrs. Whittingham's visit.

Deborah did not know how to feel as Norman drove her to the Sheldon pony ranch two days after the abduction of her husband and mistress. They spoke little as she was wrapped up in her thoughts and emotions until finally near the end of the drive she determined that she was going to enjoy this as much as possible. There was no thought of rescinding her sentencing of her husband and his mistress to a life time of pony life. In addition, she again wondered why she had become so fascinated with what she had found in her internet research and realized that "hey, I am now the owner of two ponies". She wondered if she would take pleasure from being a pony owner and what she would do to explore her interest in this aspect of what had transpired.

Arriving at the ranch they were personally met and greeted by Sheldon and Rhonda, who was introduced as a pony trainer and in charge of Deborah's ponies, and then taken into the house for discussions before Deborah's ponies were presented to her. Over refreshments Sheldon outlined and reviewed their agreement but offered profuse apologies for the bungled abduction and tried his best to show that his professional services would be top notch in the future. Deborah responded with a cold demeanor that she was disappointed in such ineptness so the meeting started out poorly but eventually Norman steered her to an understanding that while currently strained the future relationship would grow to a better standing. Once tension abated about the relationship Sheldon, with Rhonda's input, outlined what had been done to the two ponies and where there breaking, training, and indoctrination would take them. Deborah began to relax a bit as she started to focus on Rhonda and her explanations of the process. Rhonda exhibited a very direct and professional manner that appealed to Deborah and the everyday description of how ponies were developed she found enlightening. Not all the tension left Deborah because she knew that in a little while she would be "confronting the bastard and bitch" and she was looking forward to it.

As it became apparent that the meeting was winding down and the main event was at hand with all of Deborah's questions answered she got a shock. Her final question was how had Sheldon gotten the wrong man back to his life without causing any issues. She was concerned about any legal scandal and problems so was perplexed when Sheldon explained there simply would never be a problem in that regard. Sheldon said, "a pony taken stays a pony" and this was followed by a long stunned silence by Deborah and Norman who finally blurted out "but this man did not do anything". Rhonda stepped in immediately and explained that the equine community's unwritten rules that once a pony was taken and spent even a moment in tack that the status was permanent. The legal risk of a pony story breaking would cause lots of problems across a large well connected community. Further she explained that they did not know they had the wrong man still the boy was already collared, harnessed and in a stall so his status was going to have to stay as a pony for life.

Norman placed a hand on Deborah's arm turning her to him as he addressed her that unfortunately they would have to trust Sheldon's management of this part of problem. Then Deborah relaxed a moment before acknowledging this fact and then asked what would become of the new pony boy and who was his owner. A pregnant pause occurred as Sheldon said he wished that Deborah would consider taking ownership. He said this knowing, but not explaining to her, that even after breaking and training he could not re-coup his costs as a year's worth of training before auction, even on very good pony boy, did not yield what well trained pony girls brought so he really did not want to take ownership. A mare could produce foals and after costs could net $25,000 dollars per foal while a top notch proven stallion might bring that once at auction. Deborah inquired why not keep him at the ranch as a stallion but Sheldon countered that he had a proven stallion. Sheldon was hoping she would cover the boarding and training then explained that perhaps she could offset her expenditures on her husband and his mistress with a sale of the pony later. Intrigued, Deborah finished the discussion with "I'll think about it but am not making any promises or agreement at this time".

While Sheldon and Norman remained at the house to discuss business details concerning funds transfer Rhonda escorted Deborah to meet her two new ponies. As they crossed the grounds Deborah noticed two corrals with 4-5 pony girls in each one and her interest was noted by Rhonda whose thought was that maybe this woman wanted to be a player in the equine community. Rhonda started formulating a plan for after the confrontation that might confirm her suspicions about Deborah. They headed into a barn and near the entrance there they were, leashed to the wall and separated by about 10 feet from each other. Deborah stopped and remained motionless for a few minutes studying them in detail taking in their appearance and obvious pain and emotional discomfort. In the recovery room after being given his pony makeover her husband recognized his girl friend and immediately understood that somehow Deborah was responsible and he was in real trouble. Now here she was staring at him and then after long moments a broad evil smile came to her face and she approached closer. First standing in front of him then half circling around him she admired the change in him as he hung his head down. She spoke with a cold raspy conviction, "So you wanted to kill me, take my fortune, and cheated on me!!!! .... The woman who gave you everything! Well dickweed your free swinging days are over forever", pause, "I've arranged for your conversions to pony life and this is where you will be kept until I make another determination for both of you. " She allowed it to sink and thoroughly enjoyed the fear shocked expression on his face before she abruptly turned and stalked to the pony girl who was hysterically trying to move away but leashed was not going anywhere. The pony girl was crying and shaking her head as if hoping she could say "no" but bitted could not. Deborah studied her for several moments taking in her appearance and noting the things that women notice in one another. The girl's blond attractiveness was very evident as she was truly pretty even in her current state of bald head with tail, collared, and naked within the harness. That and she was 20 years younger than Deborah so it occurred to her that this is what he saw in her a young pretty girl and very fuckable.

Rhonda approached Deborah and stood quietly for a few moments before asking what her plans for her two ponies were. This thought had not really occurred to Deborah only the making them ponies, tormenting them and enjoying it but suddenly the question seemed to be important and logical thing to ask. "What do you recommend?" Rhonda began to point out some of the pony girl's attributes in a way that began to further peak Deborah's interest. She pointed out she was at a prime age for breeding, had good hips and pelvic area suitable for breeding production, her udders were good size and with use as a mare would produce good milk production, and ended recommending that Deborah direct she be used as a brood mare to offset the boarding costs. It all made business sense to Deborah and in an unusual manner for her she made a spot decision and said, "ok make her a mare and get her started on her new pony life". The girl wailed through her bit at this news and stepped back against the wall incoherent with fear. Rhonda noted that owners make the name decision and wondered what Deborah wanted to call her and whimsically she smiled and answered, "Butter". It was time to leave her ponies as another groomed waited to take them away and taking one last look in front of pony boy she soaked in his discomfort and appearance. She noted his cock swollen from its piercing and turned to Rhonda and said, " and this one ..... his name is Dickie".

As she was almost out of the barn Deborah suddenly turned and marched back to Dickie and very angrily and emotionally addressed Rhonda and the groom, "I contracted for this, I want to see these two thoroughly broken, fully trained as ponies ..... no half measures, get Butter ready for breeding and her first time I want to see it, and as for Dickie ..... well I haven't decided his pony fate yet but it certainly won't include any breeding and that might mean he won't be needing those!" As she finished this grand statement she pointed at his balls. In unison both ponies immediately urinated themselves uncontrollably.

This convinced Rhonda to follow through with her plan and she hurried after Deborah calling, "Mrs. Whittingham could I show you something?" Deborah stopped, turned, and nodded then followed Rhonda as she was led over to corral where Jo using a long leader line and exercise whip was guiding pony boy through a groom managed exercise session. Stopping at and then leaning over the railing Rhonda explained what was going on in the training session, that the long light poles with about six feet of leather was not really used painfully but was more inducement to keep the pony trotting at the non-verbal commanded speed. For her part Deborah was mesmerized by the sight of this scene and in her inexperience did not recognize that this was a new pony boy so her admiration for the way his legs moved, his bare rump flexed and tauted, and his cock bounced around was not warranted. However, she thought him beautiful, sleek, and a deep fascination took hold of her inner emotions. Rhonda simply thought "Bingo" as she studied Deborah and then nodded at Jo who took the clue and started slowing pony boy down to a walk and then stopped him. Jo called over to Deborah and asked, "Ma'am would you like to try this and finish his exercise?" Stunned Deborah knew that yes she wanted very much to do so but was speechless while Rhonda took her arm and guided her into the corral to Jo leaving her there. Jo placed the pole and leader line in Deborah hands and coached her to start him at a walk with a light tap against his back thighs and a verbal command "giddee up pony boy". Clumsily at first Deborah got him going and tried to take in Jo's coaching, while intensely studying the pony boy and how he moved and just as importantly at her command. Forgotten were Dickie and Butter and the scene of justice and revenge from moments ago now only a thrill was charging through Deborah's brain and gut. Ponies go through life changing moments and pony owners do too.

Finally even Deborah could see that pony boy was done and needed to slow so with coaching she brought him down to a cool down walk until Rhonda came back into the corral and stopped him by grabbing the leader line close to his collar. Jo and Deborah walked over and a thousand rapid questions came out of her that both trainer and groom tried to keep up with and answer. Then suddenly Deborah stopped, paused, and finally said, " this is the new pony boy isn't it?" Two nods in unison and a quiet understanding moment occurred with no words. Then quietly Deborah asked, "what's his name", and Rhonda answered, "as I told you earlier that is up to his owner". Then pony boy moved awkwardly on one of his hooves drawing their attention, and while Rhonda steadied him, Jo lifted his left hoof up revealing the bottom of the steel horseshoe and there was a small rock stuck in it. Jo quickly fished it out, tossing it outside the corral, and said, "darn that's the second one he has picked up today". Finding her voice and smiling with deep satisfaction Deborah stated, "well it must be providence because his name is Stoney".

During this interchange pony boy stood still, recovering his breath, aware that he had to be still because Rhonda was closely holding the long leader line and at first did not really take in much of the conversation. His heart was beating hard from the exercise, he was sucking in great gulps of air, he was sweating profusely, and still very new to his pony status and appearance being around others was not yet a normal feeling. Gradually he started to hear the conversation and some anxiety was generating as he listened to the questions and answers on pony training, conditioning, and grooming particularly when they discussed specifics like his tail and nose piercing bringing back that recent harrowing experience with the vet. Except for the moment before being branded nothing had been explained to him and now he was hearing details about the pony process he had been going through and would continue to experience. Another rock was taken from his hoof and tossed away. Finally, he realized something serious was transpiring and there was talk of his name and that his owner would decide what he would be called. Then this older woman stated he would be called Stoney and confused thoughts went through his mind, and did he just hear right, "his name was Stoney and this was his owner?!?!?"