Weeks pass, and they both enjoy themselves in different ways.

While there are some adjustments to be made, to everything from the amount of food they buy to purchasing a horse trailer so Tom can drive Sarah around, the Saunders find that they greatly enjoy their new circumstances.

For Tom, living out one of his fantastic fetishes is a dream come true, and he often finds himself doting on his wife. Even just being around her is a pleasure, and his increased attention to her reminds Tom of why he fell in love with her in the first place.

Meanwhile, Sarah finds that her larger, stronger centaur body is something that she never knew she wanted. The strength and speed it grants her never ceases to amaze. Out of curiosity, she practices sprinting and times herself. When she realizes that she can run, or perhaps gallop, at over 32 miles per hour, notably faster than any human ever has, she laughs in breathless glee. Tom, watching from the side, cheers and claps wildly.

One thing they both agree on is that sex, while a somewhat more involved affair, is great. They seldom orgasm at the same time now, but both enjoy themselves. For Sarah, her enjoyment comes when her husband uses his tongue, the huge dildo they have, and even his fist. She also finds herself drawing increasing enjoyment from the feeling of his sperm jetting into her cunt, even experiencing orgasm from it a few times. For Tom, the joy of living out one of his kinks, and his wife's wonderfully hot, wet mare pussy never gets old.

On a particularly pleasant day, the two go out on a picnic in a nearby forested state park. Seeing signs that point toward a horse riding trail, Tom taps Sarah on her arm, and waggles his eyebrows at her suggestively. "What do you think, hun? Feel up for a 'ride' in the park?"

Sarah gives her husband a sultry look, before wrapping her arms underneath her large, full breasts and pushing upwards. When Tom's eyes immediately snap to them, she grins and says, "Yes, that sounds lovely. Climb on, dear."

With a chuckle, Tom climbs up onto her lower centaur body, before wrapping his arms around her human waist. "Let's find somewhere a bit off the beaten trail," he whispers in her ear. Sarah feels her body heat up, and sets off in a quick trot towards the trail. A few other park goers double-take at the sight of a man riding a beautiful centaur woman, but society is already adapting to the sudden appearance of monstergirls around the world.

As the Saunders ride down the trail, they exchange sweet nothings and sexual innuendo. To Sarah, Tom whispers about how he can't wait to 'ride her properly,' and 'fill her up.' In return, Sarah talks about how she can't wait for him to 'breed her,' and she wants him to 'pump thick, fertile seed' into her.

The feeling of his wife's powerful body beneath him, and the knowledge that he would soon be fucking her wildly, arouses Tom greatly. Still, something catches in his mind about what she's been saying. He thinks about the coin in his pocket, and the charge that he's been holding off on using. Thinking about it even more, he comes to a decision as to what he wants to wish for. He kisses Sarah on the back of her neck, as she veers off the trail into a particularly thick copse of trees.