Give in and let the horse mate with you

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You think that you could probably get away, but your will slips away as the stallion mounts you. Instead, you move to help the stallion start mating with you. Now that you have your new body, you feel none of the pain from the stallion's size, but still feel pleasure from every thrust. As the stallion finishes inside you, all of his horsecome fits comfortably inside your new mare pussy.
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You think that you could probably escape, but your will slips away as the powerfully musky scent of the stallion's sweat that sticks to your glistening coat becomes your sensory escape.  The ultramasculine bass tones of the "big fella"'s appreciative nickers and guttural grunts serve as an aphrodisiac amnesic melody, and your instinct tells you that you belong nowhere else but in the vise grip of his forelegs, which soon lock you - his mare - into place, steadying your body as he gently but firmly mounts you. With all other thoughts erased but the lascivious immediacy of the present moment, you move to help the stallion position both of your bodies as he expertly begins the process of mating, gently at first, pressing forward firmly, each fraction of an inch causing your body to conform to his shape, willingly yielding to the dance he leads, having entered and before you know it, your forms merge as he rhythmically mates with you. Now that you have your new body, you feel none of the pain from the stallion's size, but still feel pleasure from every thrust. As the stallion finishes inside you, all of his horsecome fits comfortably inside your new mare pussy.
As the stallion dismounts, you:
As the stallion dismounts, you:
*[[Turn to the stallion to lick his cock clean]]
*[[Turn to the stallion to lick his cock clean]]
*[[Trot over to check out the stallion's fine rump]]
*[[Trot over to check out the stallion's fine rump]]
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*[[Start galloping away before the rancher catches up]]
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*[[Start galloping away before the rancher catches up.]]
*[[Realize you need to reason with the rancher, making him turn you back into a human woman]]
*[[Realize you need to reason with the rancher, making him turn you back into a human woman]]
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[The Ranch]]''|Health=Pregnant Centaur|MP=0|Level=1}}
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[The Ranch]]''|Health=Pregnant Centaur|MP=0|Level=1}}
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]

Current revision as of 20:34, 19 July 2020

You think that you could probably escape, but your will slips away as the powerfully musky scent of the stallion's sweat that sticks to your glistening coat becomes your sensory escape. The ultramasculine bass tones of the "big fella"'s appreciative nickers and guttural grunts serve as an aphrodisiac amnesic melody, and your instinct tells you that you belong nowhere else but in the vise grip of his forelegs, which soon lock you - his mare - into place, steadying your body as he gently but firmly mounts you. With all other thoughts erased but the lascivious immediacy of the present moment, you move to help the stallion position both of your bodies as he expertly begins the process of mating, gently at first, pressing forward firmly, each fraction of an inch causing your body to conform to his shape, willingly yielding to the dance he leads, having entered and before you know it, your forms merge as he rhythmically mates with you. Now that you have your new body, you feel none of the pain from the stallion's size, but still feel pleasure from every thrust. As the stallion finishes inside you, all of his horsecome fits comfortably inside your new mare pussy.

As the stallion dismounts, you:

Status
Health Pregnant Centaur Location:

The Ranch

MP 0
Level 1
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