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🕑 Added 2019-03-09 19:03:55 +0000 UTCSuper Blood Wolf Centaur? - Part 2/2
by Zmeydros
(Contributing ideas: Journeymanic on FA)
My tail was definitely coming in now. The tugging on my tailbone was making me groan. The sooner my heat-addled sex was sated, the less risk there’d be of a full centaur transformation. There was one aspect of the transformation I really wanted to avoid. Testing Eddy’s sexual orientation was stress I could do without.
The moment I had his cock free, my hands were on it. He was as hard as could be and, with a tug, I got him to whine into our kiss. He whined again when he found that he could easily add two more fingers to me. That bit of stretch, that bit of extra pressure, I couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled away from him and got on all fours on the couch pointing my rear toward him. “Come on, get that cock in here!”
He was staring at my tailbone, which was now a three-inch-long nub that was stretching my skin. “A-are you going to turn into a horse?”
“No, a centaur, and not if you fuck me and get me off before that lunar eclipse gets going.” I gave him a reassuring smile. “Come on, try out my horse puss!”
He looked at the slim digital watch on his wrist. “Eclipse already started.”
“Then you gotta get moving! Giddyup! Ride your horse girlfriend!” I said in the most commanding voice I could muster.
He pursed his lips showing worry toward this entire bizarre situation. But then he did the thing I loved him for: he put on a determined look and stepped up to my back end. Getting his fingers thoroughly wet by shoving them inside me, he spread my wetness on his cock and then shoved in every inch. He knew knew my equine snatch could take everything he could give, so he gave me everything!
My thick clit was sending a stream of bliss right along my back as his balls smacked it over and over. For some reason, I wasn’t getting any closer to orgasm. In fact, it felt further away. I would have been alarmed by this, but a serious problem was developing and it wasn’t my tail. Sure, I was mere minutes from having a full horse tail and that had bad connotations, but not as bad as what was brewing in my depths.
Deep inside me, where my ovaries hid, there was a warmth, a pulsing. There was this semi-painful, mind-blowing sensation as two new gonads formed. I’d felt it before, I knew what was going on. And I had to fight it. “Harder!” I cried out ripping my passage along his shaft.
“God, you’re so strong!” he panted out.
He felt small, but he was so hard that it felt really good. Especially since he was nearly pulling out every time so he could slam back in. I would have been getting closer to orgasm if I hadn’t been so distracted by the groping, tugging, swelling going on in front of my pussy. The new gonads were moving down toward this new flesh that was hanging from my groin. A sheath was part of that package and that sheath was just starting to twitch. I tried to grab onto that new masculine development and tell it ‘no.’ Its response? The head of my horse cock pressed out.
With the way my blouse was hanging, my prick was making its way under it, sliding up against my bare belly. I didn’t risk touching it. That would only encourage it.
I closed my eyes. It was okay that I was gaining an inch every few seconds, being trapped between my blouse and belly was just encouraging it. Resisting the temptation to touch it or take off my blouse and risk jostling it was all I needed to do. Steady breaths and focusing on how good Eddy felt, trying to get a nice orgasm, that would make everything better. Fuck it felt good now that my prick was in a tighter part of my blouse just under my breasts! God I was so damn thick! No, my balls hadn’t dropped yet, I had to stay focused. I had to resist the magic… Yes, just like that… Yes, it was finally slowing down! Good, I just had to keep focused and not panic.
Eddy, not knowing any better, did the worst possible thing: he grabbed the base of my now-fully-formed horse tail. The horse part of me went wild. My testes fell into my sac before I could tell him to let go. With that, the hormones pouring into me doubled and my shaft started pressing up into the space between my breasts. The flat flared head was now visible at the bottom of the V-shaped cutaway on my blouse.
My balls grew in size filling out my sac as I tumbled toward orgasm. The heavier they got, the better they felt. I lost my grip and started thrusting my hips to plow the space between my tits with my prick. It felt so good, it felt so amazing, every time my cock came in it was a treat. I would have let it grow in every time if it didn’t bring such a huge risk with it.
When my balls got big enough to start swinging back to thwap against Eddy’s thighs, he didn’t seem to notice. I totally did, however. I was moaning uncontrollably. Nothing made me feel quite as epic as being hung like a horse. The goal now was to make sure that I didn’t become a full centaur in this rather small living room.
First order of business was to get him to let go of my tail! Then I could start calming myself down. I looked back at him and started to speak, but before I could say anything, he groaned and his cock lurched inside me. No! He was going to cum while hanging onto my tail, while my balls were up against him, while my prick was so huge it was nestled in my cleavage. I’d never been fucked in this state. I closed my eyes trying to distance myself from the pleasure, from the fact that he was pressing hard against me staying as deep as he could, from the sensation of my sac being so big and full that it was pressed up against his thighs, from his hot thick jizz pouring into my equine vagina.
There was no way to stop my release now, but I had to weather it, had to maintain control.
My snatch did what it was made to do, it grabbed at his length making us both yelp and orgasm even harder. I could feel the way his stiff pulsing prick was resisting being bent, the friction between it and my walls as they did their thing. In a brief moment of weakness, my eyes fell to my cock and I saw the most beautiful pearl of pre. Moving my head down and taking a lick was instinct, wrapping my lips around the flare was necessary, and sucking it was inevitable.
That was all it took. As the head of my prick got wider, so did my hips. The prickle of hair pushing out of my skin from the backs of my knees to my waist gave me a thrill. That thrill reached the heights of panic when Eddy started pulling out. He would see my male equipment! He would see everything!
Pulling my mouth off of my prick resulted in a pop as the flare cleared my lips. “Hey, maybe stay in a while, babe?” I gave him my best puppy eyes.
“My foot’s gonna cramp if I don’t move, sorry. That was fantastic!” He uttered this while continuing to dismount.
Closing my eyes, I counted out long breaths to calm myself and tried to push my body back to its original shape. There was no choice, I had to do this! I had to get myself under control!
On my third breath, before I’d had any success, Eddie yelped in surprise. “B-b-balls? Y-you have balls?”
“Yep, I’m a hermaphrodite centaur. Just be quiet for a few minutes and I’ll try to get myself back to normal.” I wasn’t even sure if it was possible at this point, the pull of that damn supercharged full moon was like a neodymium magnet and I was a cast iron skillet. But I had to try, for his sake.
“God they’re huge!” I couldn’t read his voice. Was it a compliment? A condemnation?
As I looked back to catch his expression, his hand cupped my left testicle. “Amazing!”
Before he’d touched me, my masculine orbs were the size of apricots, now they were approaching the size of tangerines. “Hey!” I whacked him with my tail. “You’re not helping!”
He let go and peered around my side. When he got sight of the horsecock-shaped outline in my blouse his eyes went wide. “Holy shit! Holy fucking shit!”
“Just calm down and let me take care of this,” I said firmly.
He gawked while I tried to concentrate. My package wouldn’t stop growing and my shaft now extended well past the V of my blouse. I groaned as I felt a solid thunk in my back. This was it, my torso was getting longer. That stupid blouse! It was still rubbing against my cock. I pulled it and bra off and tossed them to the side. My dick now hung naked in the air of the apartment bouncing ever so slightly with my heartbeats.
With his eyes drifting over its pink and black mottled surface, Eddie said, “It’s beautiful!”
“You’re not helping!” My tail flicked in annoyance before I tried to focus once again. Thud, pop, crack, my back lengthened as two mounds of flesh developed just below my hips.
“Britta, are you okay?” He was close now, I could smell his fear...and arousal?
Knowing he was into my massive erection was incredibly unhelpful. “Yeah, just give me some space. I don’t want to go full-on horse.” I gasped in pain. The lycanthropic magic was fighting me tooth and nail! I grunted, groaned, tried to exert all my will. It was exhausting. My head was starting to ache something fierce. My middle toes on my back feet were growing in size while the others were shrinking. It felt like my feet had been turned into clay and someone was back there reshaping them. Getting hooves felt good, way too good.
In that time, his demeanor changed. When I looked into his eyes, they were no longer wide in surprise. He’d looked like he might run at any second, now his features were soft, empathetic. He put a hand on my back and pet the dusting of white and reddish-brown horse hair that was forming there. “You look like you’re going to have a stroke, maybe just let it happen?”
“But my cock’s only going to get bigger. I’m only going to get bigger. I’m a paint arabian centaur. Not a pony. I’m gonna be huge.”
His eyes darted to my shaft and then to my balls and then back to my face, the scent of his arousal skyrocketed.
“Wait, my mare pussy wasn’t good enough for you? You want this to happen...You want to play with a full-sized horse cock don’t you?”
He bit his lip and blushed as he hid his crotch from me with his hands.
“You kinky bastard!” He’d broken my will. I had nothing to hold back the changes with, so they progressed unhindered. Those lumps on the front of my lengthening torso, they reached down toward the couch as my tailhole felt like several fingers were prodding at it, coaxing it into a raised equine shape. My pussy twitched violently as it got even larger. Then my socks ripped as my hooves broke through them.
He was timid at first, but once my rump was covered in horse hair, he went back to my balls. For a moment, he just cupped them with the palms of his hands admiring their heft. Then he put his face on the backside and sniffed before licking at them. As he dragged his tongue across them, I grunted and slapped my rounding belly with my dick. The friction from all his taste buds as he licked at me was a delight. The skin of my sac was wonderfully sensitive.
Organs were separating into pairs inside me. It felt like nausea, only more stingy. I hated this part and needed a distraction. It was time to go all in! “Fist me! Fuck me with your arm!”
Obediently, he took off his long-sleeved button-down shirt and put his fist at my pussy entrance. I was already soaked back there from his cum and my own wetness, so he just slathered his fist in all of it and started pressing inside. I moaned and stomped on the couch cushions with my growing front legs. “More!” I demanded.
Finding that my massive mare muff was stretchy as fuck, he shoved his fist into me. I struggled to push the couch sectionals apart with my front legs so that my new front hooves wouldn’t destroy the upholstery, but I ended up tearing the side of one of them. I couldn’t move properly with Eddy’s arm buried in me!
I gave his arm a squeeze. He took this as encouragement to shove more in. My eyes rolled back in my head as the tickling of horse fur spread up my belly and down my new front legs.
He was doing exactly what I needed him to do: pistoning his fist in, pulling out, shoving even more of his arm in me. My lower body was long now, nearly the size of a horse’s. The ribs on that part of my body were rounding out my figure so I was a proper equine. My skin on my horse belly felt like it was being stretched thin, but that tension was lessening as the fur came in. I felt big, powerful! And he was arm deep in me! He was panting from all the effort and I was getting too tall for him.
I bent my back legs as my ankles and haunches clicked into their four-legged shape. My front legs did the same as I put them up on the back of the couch to tilt my velvety passage toward him. Heat rushed straight from my mare snatch to my cheeks as he fucked me. I felt like I was in a sauna, about to pass out.
With his free hand, he started fondling my balls.
That heat spread to the tips of my ears as they elongated. I cried out, “Ahh! I’m so close!”
“Go! Milk my arm with that mare puss!” he hollered back.
As the last bit of fur covered my lower body, the back of the couch cracked and then groaned. Instead of moving to save the couch, I bellowed and came around his arm. All that heat burst into pleasure as I rhythmically gripped his arm and soaked his shoulder with my feminine nectar. The back of the couch crunched and gave way under my tremendous weight and I fell forward.
He yelped as I took him with me.
I managed to catch myself just before I fell onto the splintered wood. Then I stood on my front legs while bending my back ones so I didn’t start lifting him off the floor by his arm.
The orgasm continued as he moved his arm a bit out and in, wiggling his fist inside me as best he could. He never stopped paying attention to my massive testes and that only made it all better. I could feel the final changes, my ears getting horse fur and my prick gaining inches once again. I would have blushed for the hundredth time at how huge I got, but I was too busy having possibly the best afterglow I’d ever experienced. All my life, I’d been too afraid to show this form to anyone. All I’d ever gotten from transforming was sexual frustration that I could hardly satisfy.
We both stayed like that until we caught our breaths. Then he started to pull his arm out and I groaned. He was having trouble, so I pushed. That got it to slide out easily. I grabbed at my breasts enjoying every inch as it left me. When he had his arm free, he bent his elbow and moved it around a bit.
“So, is it still functional?” I asked with a grin.
His eyes moved across my enormity, his mouth slack. After swallowing, he found words. “Yeah, I think so… That was… That was unreal!”
“Well, if I’ve got you around, I might just let myself transform every time.” As I stood on all four legs, a board cracked under my right front hoof. “Damien is going to be so pissed!” I grimaced.
“Pshh--” He waved his hand as if dispersing smoke. “I once broke one of his glass end tables. You know what he said? It’s just money, glad you didn’t get hurt.”
My mouth hung open this time. “R-really?”
“Yeah, he’s the real deal...” Eddy licked his arm. “I think you taste even better when you’re like this.”
I blushed. “Oh?”
“Yeah, it’s a bit sweet, like grassy?” He tilted his head.
“So, you’re not still convinced you’re on shrooms?”
“If this was a wet dream I would have woken up with a crazy orgasm. If I’m on shrooms, this is a good trip! And if this is real, I’m going to have an amazing sex life…” He stepped to the side to look at my prick. It took him a long moment and a couple blinks of his eyes before he found words again. “We gotta do something with your cock.”
After instinctively patting my tummy with my prick, I said, “I-is Damien going to get home soon?”
“He’s going to take it even better than I did, what we don’t want him to see is you with, what? almost a thirty inch erection?” He took off his undershirt.
I blushed even deeper. “I suppose not?” How did he get to be so calm? “You sure you want to do something with my cock?”
“Are you kidding? The moment I saw that thing, I didn’t give a shit about the lunar eclipse.” He said as he moved the coffee table out of the way. “It’s big even for a horse cock, a fucking masterpiece!” He moved the two square ottomans into the space where the coffee table had been. Then he piled two couch cushions on top of them.
I shyly looked away from him. “I’m the best hung out of my whole family. My brother says my prick belongs on a draft horse.”
He laughed as he laid down on top of the cushions. “Sounds about right.”
His laugh sounded a bit crazed. As I shyly sidled up to him, I asked, “Are you okay?”
Unable to look into my eyes, he said, “Look, I have a thing for horses, and not just mares, okay?”
When I got a new boyfriend, I always asked them if they liked horses. Had I known Eddy’s interest went beyond just liking them and that he liked stallions that way too, I would have told him the truth earlier.
My erection bounced. “Look at me.”
He met my eyes.
Giving him my most dominant, playful smile, I said, “Own your kink. Tell me what you want to do to my horse dick.”
Grabbing his prick and stroking it, he said, “I wanna rub,” he moaned, “my cock on it and feel it--”he gasped. “And feel it fuck my entire front!”
Carefully trotting around so I was lined up with him, I swished my tail. I loved watching him squirm. “Keep going.”
His hips jabbed upwards as he thrust into his hand. “I wanna lick your flare! I wanna get drenched in horse cum! I wanna feel your balls smack against my ass! Oh God!” Pre spurted from his tip.
As he spouted that erotic profanity, my cock reached thirty inches and my balls swelled to the size of those big expensive navel oranges one buys to treat themselves. This was the largest my equipment had ever been and I think it was because I wasn’t resisting my lycanthropy at all.
“Mmmph! I’m gonna drown you in horse jizz,” I said as I moved forward. My flared head sliding up over his balls and across his shaft was the first touch of another person’s intimate parts on my equine erection. I froze and cursed from the fantastic jolts of pleasure it gave me before I stepped forward clopping my hooves against the hard stone floor.
His hands were all over my girthy shaft as I slid it up his belly. We both twitched and gasped as more and more of my humongous tool was pressed up against his front. With a toss of my tail, I started thrusting once I’d covered half of him. His smooth skin, his strong hands, and his tiny, rock-hard, prick were so warm and vivid. He was desperate to have my maleness cover him. It was as if his body was outside his control, like he was so turned on he could barely function.
He cried out, “Oh wow! This is...I can’t!” Grabbing my cock, he ground his prick against it and came right there under me, his smoldering thick cream cascading out of his thoroughly outclassed penis. His orgasmic moans were so intense they almost sounded like sobbing.
His loss of control was so flaming hot! It made me wet just to hear his exclamations. The way his prick was twitching...the heat of his spooge as it splashed against my length...heaven. I had to take in a deep breath and let it out slow to avoid cumming with him.
After he finished his ecstatic fidgeting, I chuckled. “Enjoying yourself down there?”
“Ho-ooooh!” was all I got in reply.
It didn’t matter whether he was spent, I wanted more. So, I just shoved my titanic throbbing flesh up his tummy. Soon my flare was at the top of his chest and he’d recovered enough to tilt his head toward it and start licking. He moaned around his tongue and squirmed under me as he did so. I was so long that I still had more to go and by the time my balls were resting against his ass, he didn’t have to lift his head at all to lick at me.
I preed right on his face from feeling my huge testes resting against his bare buttocks. He licked it up greedily and then hugged around my girth and started making out with my prick. I groaned and shifted on my hooves caught in the throes of pleasurable tremors.
“Come on, big girl! Fuck my front!” he begged.
I crouched slightly with my back legs and humped with all my might treating his embrace like mare pussy.
He timed licks to my shaft expertly and, as I got into a hard rhythm that spanked him with my balls, something miraculous happened. He got hard again! Never, in all the time I’d known him, had he cum three times in a row and he’d never ever gotten hard this soon after getting off.
This man, my love, was more into horse me than human me and that was fucking awesome! Fucking hot! Amazing! As I increased the pace and he drove his human length into my dick, my cock started to ache, and a fizzy electric bliss built in my big horse prostate and balls.
I hissed through my teeth and dug my fingers into my breasts as I passed the point of no return. My flare widened dramatically as monstrous spasms traveled up my length. Knowing what the shuddering of my length meant, Eddy covered the head of my prick with his mouth. As I made the orgasm version of a battle cry, he was rewarded with a spurt so powerful and voluminous that it filled his cheeks in a fraction of a second. His head fell backwards as he coughed and sputtered still grinding like a slut against the base of my erection.
The second spurt shot past his head and hit the jar full of gaming dice on the coffee table knocking it to the floor. As it shattered, dice skittered in every direction, many of them clattering against the metal base of the table. As I fired a third time, Eddy came again painting the underside of my tool with his jizz. That third salvo splashed on the tripod for Eddy’s telescope and splattered against the window beyond it with enough force to make it rumble.
Four more jets followed as Eddy and I hollered in ecstasy. Those four made a mess of the tripod, the window, the table, the floor, and Eddy’s head. By the time I was done, the smell of horse semen was thick in the air and it looked like the living room had been the venue of a stallion virility contest. I’d never cum that hard or that much in my life.
I backed up a bit to survey the damage to Eddy. He let out a long groan to protest me taking his beloved new erotic toy away. My spooge was dripping off his cheek to the floor, it was caked in his hair, and it was coming out of his nose. I couldn’t help but grin pridefully. “Feeling good?”
“Is dead.” He let his arms flop to his sides. “You killed me.”
I laughed. “You might like horses a bit too much.”
“I like them just the right amount!” he protested. Somehow, my cream was dripping from his fingertips. Had he tried to catch one of my shots?
I heard the door click behind me and turned to look just in time to see Damien walk in. The olive-colored skin on his nose glowed under the entryway light as his hand flew up to grab his short-cropped frizzy hair. He’d looked a bit drunk when he walked in, but now he’d been terrified sober. “What the FUCK?! What the fucking FUCK!?”
Eddy hopped up and said, “Dude, everything’s okay, Britta’s just a were-centaur.”
“How can that be real?” He blinked while still grabbing at his hair.
“Look, I don’t know, they just are, man,” Eddy said softly.
“Those balls, tho!” He pointed frantically. “Why? How?” Damien’s eyes were fixed on my back end. I doubt Damien even saw Eddy’s nude, cum dripping, form.
“She’s a hermaphrodite centaur.” Eddy stayed low as if he was trying to approach a frightened animal.
Tossing his coat off to the side and slipping out of his boots, Damien rushed right past Eddy and up to my back end. “Dang! You’re hung!” He ran a hand over my flank and then looked under me to see my cock. “Fucking unbelievable!”
I flicked my tail. “See something you like?”
“Sorry, I shoulda asked before touching.” Damien took his hand away.
“It’s fine!” I smiled. “Almost no one has seen me like this.”
With a gulp, Damien’s eyes fixed on my dick.
Both Eddy and I said, “Go for it!” We shared an eyebrow raise at our sudden synchronization.
Damien’s trembling hand squeezed, prodded, felt all the way from base to tip before he rubbed his palm across my flare and I spurted one last time causing droplets speckle his front, his big screen TV, and the TV stand below.
I detested the alcohol on Damien’s breath, but his curiosity and willingness to just go with the flow were impressive. When he got to my balls, he said, “These fill my whole goddamn hand!”
“Yup! That’s what horse balls for ya,” I said. “Are you coming on to me?”
“Nah, girl, I don’t like horses the way Eddy does. You should see what’s on his computer!”
“Hey! You’re one to talk, your hands were on her junk thirty seconds after you entered the door.”
Damien laughed as he took his hand away. “I just couldn’t not touch it. God of dicks is in my living room, gotta pay it some homage, you know?”
“I think so?” I tilted my head.
Damien wiped my spooge off on Eddy’s ass.
Eddy yelped.
“Your girlfriend, dude, your mess to clean up.” He shrugged.
“Sorry about the couch, I’ll pay for any damage,” I said.
“Don’t write a check, I got it. Glad you weren’t hurt.” He surveyed the cummy disaster that was now his living room. “Tell you what. Y’all clean all this up, we call it even.”
My mouth dropped. I really hadn’t given Damien a chance. He was marvelously laid back. Also, he was a bit of a druggie, or acted like one. His eyes were a smidge bloodshot and I couldn’t help but wonder what he was on.
“Deal,” I replied.
His eyes darted to my length, which was finally shrinking back into its sheath. “I swear to God, if you two gave me a new fetish, you’ve got to take responsibility for it.”
“Take responsibility?” Eddy asked.
“Yeah, you gotta let me have some horse cock in my life if I grow a taste for it.” He smirked.
“Are you thinking that’s gonna happen?” I asked, my eyes wide at how direct he was.
Eddy was hiding his naked body by huddling himself against my front.
“We’ll see what I’m thinkin’ about the next time I masturbate.” He laughed.
“After making fun of my horse fetish and saying you’re not into it, that’s your angle?” Eddy pointed accusingly.
“You know how fetishes work, don’t you? Sometimes you see something and think it’s meh only to be strokin’ to it a couple days later. Human sexuality, amirite?” He shrugged. “And dude, I think it’s cool. Whatever puts air in your tires.” Damien gestured toward me. “I bet Britta’s delighted you swing that way.”
“Well, if you want a go with my dick someday, I’m fine with it,” More people to worship my penis? I wasn’t gonna say ‘no’ to that! “That work for you Eddy?”
“Yeah, sure, but only if I get to watch,” Eddy said.
“Deal.” Damien ran a hand over my rump. “Fucking horses, most majestic creatures on the planet.”
I blushed.
“Britta, this is so badass! You know your top speed?” Damien trailed his hand along my flank petting my short fur.
“No, but lots of horse breeds can go up to forty miles an hour at a full gallop.”
He patted me for a moment exploring the lay of my fur. The alcohol in his system was starting to win out over the adrenaline. Damien was looking dead tired now. “That’s gotta feel like flying.”
“Yeah, it kinda does.”
“Well, now I’m super jelly. Wish I was a centaur.” He gave Eddy a high-five. “Good for you, bro.”
“Th-thanks,” Eddy said.
“Stop being so bashful, I’ve seen your naked ass a thousand times. That was a floppy high five and I’m not gonna hug your cum-dripping ass. So,” he held up his hand, “let’s try that again.”
This time, Eddy was chuckling and they got a nice solid slap from their high-five.
Damien was making all this feel normal and that was very weird. Was it possible for someone to be so laid back that they made even the strangest things seem like no big deal? That answer appeared to be “yes.” Damn it! Now I liked Damien.
Damien patted my back. “If you’re still all horsey in the morning, I’m gonna pet the shit out of you.”
“I hope not,” I said.
Damien cackled.
I laughed with him. “Sure, you can pet me all you want tomorrow.”
“Cool! I’m gonna go pass out.” With that, Damien sauntered off to the bathroom.
The moment Damien was out of earshot, I said, “How can he be a real person?”
Eddy hugged me. “He’s the best, isn’t he?”
“Yeah, he really is.” I nodded. “But I do wonder how much of his chill attitude comes from drugs.”
Stroking my sides, he said, “He’s actually really careful with them, well, if you don’t count the alcohol. He’s still working on that.”
“Huh.” My ears twitched as I thought for a moment. “You want to help me clean up?”
“Sorry, Britt, I don’t think you’re gonna be much help,” he said.
“Once you get the glass cleaned up, I think I can lay in front of the window and get it clean with a towel or something,” I said.
“Sure, okay.” He let go of me. “Sounds like the bathroom just got free. I’m gonna wash off and then we can start cleaning.”
It took us a bit over an hour to deal with our mess. It was well past one in the morning and I was just starting to get tired. “So, I can’t exactly sleep in your bed.”
He grabbed at his beard as he thought. “Let’s move everything out of the middle of the living room. I can get my nice throw rug and put it down and then put a nice thick blanket on top of that so the stone floor won’t bug you as much. Then I’ll just put my mattress next to you and we can cuddle all night.”
“That’s perfect!” My ears perked up with my smile.
After we had all that worked out and I was laying on my side, Eddy started stripping down.
I eyed him lazily and said, “Whatcha doin’?”
“Gonna lay against your belly,” he replied as he got his last article of clothing off.
“It’s gonna be really warm.”
“Yep! I bet all I’ll need is a sheet.” He worked on positioning his mattress and threw an afghan over my naked human upper body before laying against my belly and pulling a sheet over himself.
“Mmm, that feels nice,” I said.
He worked to get every part of his front against my fur as I told my brain that this very nice warm naked person didn’t need more horse cock. I was lucky that I was exhausted.
From this angle, I could see the huge moon out the window. The lunar eclipse was well underway and the moon was indeed red. It was stunningly beautiful. I slapped Eddy’s legs with my tail.
“Aah!” He sat up. “What?”
“Sorry, just wanted to point out the moon.”
He peered out the window and immediately hugged me. “Best night of my life.”
“Yeah…” my voice trailed off. This incredible, gorgeous moment didn’t need words. It was perfection. I’d never be afraid of the full moon so long as I had this amazing man at my side. In fact, I’d be looking forward to it.
It was on those rosy hopeful thoughts that I drifted off to sleep. The next morning, I woke up kinda slow and my mind was rather blank. I felt massive, like a sex god, incredibly safe, and powerful. There was so much of me!
While Eddy was still asleep, Damien quietly went into the kitchen and made some tea. Once that was done, he walked over to me and sat cross-legged on the floor right in front of me. My naked human upper body was still under the afghan. Damien didn’t say a word, he just sipped his tea and pet my side sweetly. I got this feeling that he wholly, deeply loved animals. That he was every bit as gentle and caring as Eddy was. It was so comforting, so nice that I fell back asleep.
When I woke up the second time, it was because Eddy was stirring. As he sat up and started rubbing his eyes, I said, “Damien came and got in his morning pets.”
“Huh? I didn’t even notice.”
“He was like a ninja. Hardly made a sound,” I said.
“That’s Damien. A lanky horse-petting ninja.” He smirked.
I chuckled. "Since I'm probably going to be all horsey until very late in the day, I need a favor from you."
"Oh? You need me to get you off a few more times? Do you? I think I can skip class just this once." He grinned.
"No, I mean yes..." I blushed as my sheath started to tingle and my pussy winked. "But that's not what I was talking about, I need another favor."
"Sure, shoot."
"Could you deliver the stuff in my backpack to a band near MIT."
"Why not do it together? Think about it, your lower half is a horse, so you could just go out in public with your huge horse balls dangling for all to see, horse puss bared to the world to let everyone know you're something special. I'd be the proudest boyfriend alive since my girlfriend is literally hung like a horse."
I grunted as my broad cock head pushed out of my sheath and my clit started to throb. "I still can't believe you're into me when I'm like this."
"Who wouldn't be? It's like having two of the universe's most beautiful things merged into one."
"You know what? Next time there's a full moon, we're gonna have a date and I'm just gonna let the change happen."
He used his foot to toy with my balls. "I'd like that."
"Then that's what I'll do." I kissed the top of his head. "Okay, how about you do the delivery after breakfast so we can fill the rest of the day with lewd things?"
"How about I get a saddle after breakfast and we make the delivery together?" he said with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
"Damn you!" My prick had been going down, but now it was cresting a foot long and nothing was going to stop its advance.
He rubbed his thighs against my shaft to encourage it. "Or I could just ride you bareba--"
I grabbed his shoulders and shoved him toward my prick, which was quickly sliding its way up my belly. "Time to put that teasing mouth of yours to better use." I shoved my flat equine head against his lips.
Without hesitation, he lapped at it and ground his erection against me. Today was going to be a good day.
Comments
WhiteGlint211
'That third salvo splashed on the tripod for Eddy’s telescope and splattered against the window beyond it with enough force to make it rumble.' What does she have a cannon, don't answer that.
Zmeydros
I had a lot of fun designing and implementing the character interaction in this story. It's hard to show people your true self and I wanted to make that a big part of this story.
Rasqull
Eddy, Damien, and Britta play off each other's personalities so well. I love the little tense moments caused by potential difficulties yet something reveals itself to resolve the situation in a sexy way.
