Enjoying the View?

Gindraga needs to test out a new TF device and she's found the perfect person to experiment on. As she gives an unsuspecting woman a nice big horsecock and mare pussy, the finds that her new herm bovine zebra hybrid form has needs she wasn't prepared for.

***This is a collaborative story I wrote with Journeymanic and if people enjoy it, we plan to continue the tale. It's a whole story written in an RP format, but is well edited and overall cleaned up so that it reads smoothly.***

Enjoying the View?

by Zmeydros and JourneymanIK (Journeymanic on FA)

----JourneymanIK----

The Room with a View Inn is bustling tonight. Clients of all forms sit, laugh, and chow down on the wonderfully smelling food the new establishment has quickly made a name for. It has a soft rustic feel despite the owner's insistence on modern and obscure amenities. A full wash and bathroom, beer on tap, and even ice for one's drink. It's opulent yet refuses to act that way. Open to all forms, life, and clientele. Only rule is keep personable and few have had to be reminded.

----Zmeydros----

Gindraga, a zebra bovine hybrid herm, is sitting near the door. She's wide, like her frame is built to carry people out of burning buildings, and she's got a bit of extra weight that gives her a nice rack. Her horns curve around her ears protecting the sides of her head much like one would see on a ram.

She’s nervous because this isn’t her normal form and she’s trying out a persona she’s decided to name Liren. Her eyes scan the bar looking for the perfect target for what she has planned.

----JourneymanIK----

A young woman with golden tan skin and deep chocolate hair strolls into the establishment marveling at the inviting decor only to marvel even more at the busty bovine sitting at the bar. She'd never managed to make time to visit this new spot until tonight, and from the smells and lively atmosphere she's not upset at all about the experience so far.

She strolls right up to the gorgeous cow sporting a confident smile.

----Zmeydros----

Liren says, "Odd name for a tavern, isn't it?" Her voice is deep and resonates the soles of the woman's shoes.

She's wearing a dark brown pleated knee-length work skirt that has a rise about her bulge. Her top is tan and unassuming with loops to hold tools, much like her skirt.

----JourneymanIK----

The first woman jumps having lost herself in thought watching the chef and his crew work the in the open kitchen. "I-I'm sorry, what?"

----Zmeydros----

"Bar and Grill together like that. How often do you see that combination?" She smiles. "I wondered if this place was actually a bar the first time I entered it as well."

----JourneymanIK----

"Oh you must be a local. It's practically tradition back home." She chuckles. It's a tinkling sound like that of wind chimes. "Farm hands want two things after working all day, a beer and steak. Why put them in two places?"

----Zmeydros----

"Ahh, I've traveled much, but it appears I haven't been to your homeland. What brings you out this way? There's not too many farms in these foothills." As her eyes idly drift down the woman's figure, they gain a twinkle that suggests she likes what she sees. "My name's Liren, by the way."

"Oh, and I'm not suggesting you're a farmhand. I'm happy to have met you no matter your occupation."

----JourneymanIK----

She blushes. "Actually no, farmlands are plentiful back home, but you get nowhere if you can't transport your crop. My father owns a barge company and I travelled here to head the local office." She squirms nervously. "Mara, m-my name is Mara." She's wearing a rather progressive set of women's trousers and a simple waistcoat with a bright red silk sash as a belt. Her boots are shiny and emphasize her thighs. They clink due to a pair of riding spurs fastened to the heel.

----Zmeydros----

"Overjoyed to have made your acquaintance, Mara." She pulls out the bar stool next to her. "Let me buy you a drink so that your mouth isn't parched by our conversation."

When she pulls out the stool, it provides a good look at her cleavage. The work blouse she's wearing has minimal frills and a low cut.

----JourneymanIK----

"That is very appreciated." She blushes further. "May I ask what is it you do? A blind man could see your... confidence." Her eyes try not to betray her, but they linger on Liren’s cleavage a touch too long. They tried really hard.

----Zmeydros----

"I'm a maker of many things. I've worked as nearly every form of smith there is, but for the time being, I've settled into silversmithing. I make baubles that are elegant and ready for an enchanter to work on. Silver's stability and resistance to tarnishing makes it ideal for the imprinting of magic." 

Liren waves down the barkeep as if she's his cousin. Kessler has seen her in here a lot this week because she's been trying to get used to this bovine herm form as well as the persona that she developed to go along with it. 

"What'll you have, dear?" She asks Mara.

----JourneymanIK----

"Sounds like a wonderful craft...and I’d like cherry brandy, please. Do you do any magic yourself? My sister has the gift, but I wasn't so lucky." She laughs a bit showing there's no resentment. "Honestly all those books and scrolls and memorizing would make my eyes go cross. Though, how sane am I really? I prefer ledgers." She laughs again.

----Zmeydros----

"I dabble, but I can't do much other than light fires and give people I don't like a shock. Art captures my attention most of the time. The tiny designs that make something that would normally be one of many, one of a kind." 

When Kessler arrives, she says, "Two cherry brandies please."

----JourneymanIK----

The tall man bows politely. He's young to be the proprietor of such a large establishment but he carries himself a bit like an aristocrat. Perhaps he's the son of some affluent noble doing some decent work for a change. "Can I interest your ladyships in a menu? The fish tonight is fresh from the docks, and the meat and vegetables are bought locally every day."

----Zmeydros----

There's something about this man, something kindred about him. But it's just a feeling that has no data to back it up. She puts the thought away. "If I don't eat something, it'll diminish my figure and that would sadden Mara, here." She turns to Mara with a smirk. "I'm happy to buy you a meal as well. My business has seen a good month and I like to share the spoils of deals well made."

----JourneymanIK----

"You're going to spoil me, Ms. Liren." She smiles. "I like that." She then giggles. "But I've had a good month too, so how about you spoil me if you promise to let me spoil you later?"

Kessler stands there patiently the whole time.

----Zmeydros----

Liren’s chuckle vibrates the bar. "That sounds divine!" Leaning in, she gives Mara a kiss on the cheek before turning her attention to Kessler. "I'll have the pheasant with glazed carrots. And she'll have?" Her eyes land on Mara once again, her muzzle sporting a warm grin.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara blushes once again. "The prime rib with mashed potatoes, please." 

Kessler bows and leaves for the kitchen.

----Zmeydros----

Pulling her stool away from the bar a bit and turning toward Mara, she says, "Your eyes have been traversing my terrain quite thoroughly. If you have any questions about my features I would love to appease your curiosity."

----JourneymanIK----

"I've not met many so... enhanced. How was it done?"

----Zmeydros----

Liren psyches herself up, this is what she’s been practicing for. Time to test her backstory. "Well, the bovine part is my heritage. I've loved zebra stripes since I was shorter than this barstool and had a mage add them with the money I got from my first large sale." She leans in and whispers, "The equine cock is something an ex tried to curse me with, but I fell in love with it the first time it left its bounty on my muzzle. My original equipment is hiding behind my horse-sized testes." She sits back up as if nothing out of the ordinary has happened.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara's eyes are the size of saucers. "You're... you have both?"

----Zmeydros----

Scanning across the bar, she sees that Kessler is busy getting drinks together for a table of six, multiple tables engaged in card games, a minstrel playing a rather catchy tune that half the bar is singing along to, and that the people nearest us are caught up in said song. Scooting right up in front of Mara, she carefully takes Mara's dainty hand in her big strong one and says, "If you'll allow me, I'll give assurance of the truth through touch."

----JourneymanIK----

Mara blushes bright pink but doesn't stop her.

----Zmeydros----

Pulling up her skirt with her free hand, she guides Mara's fingers up and over the hem of her panties. The velvety dark flesh of her sheath and cock head kiss Mara's palm. Liren's heavy sac is smooth and as voluminous as the bulge in her skirt suggested, possibly even larger. Under them is a suffocating warmth that gets wetter and wetter until a big equine clit touches the ends of Mara's fingers. Mara can feel the head of Liren's cock starting to push out against her arm. Liren lets go and just leaves Mara's hand there. "Linger as long as you like, but do be careful that you don't give me a tent so large that the entire bar gets a show."

----JourneymanIK----

Mara's hand trembles for a moment before she gains a wicked grin and she presses into the firm bud with a finger while her thumb caresses her hefty sac. "Because you are the most upstanding of citizens aren't you, Ms. Liren?" She slides up and draws her fingers across the sheath and for a moment she suspects she can feel the cow woman's heartbeat against her fingers. "Can't have you being unseemly, can we?" She takes her mare-nectar-slathered fingers out from under Liren’s skirt and holds them up to Liren’s lips. 

Holding out her other hand, for the waiter, she grabs a glass of sweet-smelling cherry brandy. "Oh, thank you, darling," she says.

----Zmeydros----

Liren tries to hide that she has barely used her stallion cock and mare pussy. She sputters a bit and bites her lip and her nostrils flare as she takes deep breaths to avoid moaning. The prick gets out of her sheath a good few inches before Mara pulls her hand away. She has the waiter set the brandy down because, she's not sure she'd be able to hold it without spilling it. She does use the time that Mara's gaze isn't on her to grab the transmuter in the sack at her side and get magic flowing to her accomplice. The magic then makes its way to Mara's clit which twitches as it doubles in size.

Testing this transmuter is likely going to be one of the most enjoyable things she’s ever done. Mara is a perfect test subject.

Having set things in motion, she licks her feminine juices off of Mara’s fingers as seductively as she can.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara coughs a bit as she feels a stirring in her nethers, but honestly, after the package she just handled, that's not terribly surprising. She cross her legs and settles a little more comfortably into her stool. "My if Master Kessler's foods are as delicious as his spirits I might be forced to open a tab."

----Zmeydros----

"You stole the words from my lips." She holds up her glass as Mara’s snatch starts to pulse. "A toast to this fine establishment."

----JourneymanIK----

Mara clinks her glass against Liren's. "And a fine establishment it is."

----Zmeydros----

The throbbing in Mara's pussy becomes a war drum. The labia swell thicker. A long wink from front to back accompanies an augmentation to her capacity.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara crosses and uncrosses her legs again, taking a deeper sip of her brandy. The fire in her belly would hopefully mask the growing one in her loins. She likes this Liren, but now is not the time to let her libido get the best of her. There will be plenty of time for that later. "So your... condition has suited you?"

----Zmeydros----

"That’s a vast understatement. The amount of fun that can be had is truly remarkable. If you desire, I'll whisper the delectable details. All you need is ask." Mara's scent is changing and this has Liren's body reacting. Her shaft refuses to fully retreat into its sheath and a couple inches remain deployed with more on the way.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara notes the slight discomfort in her postures and the beads of sweat on her brow. She grins. "But can you contain your enthusiasm?"

----Zmeydros----

No position Mara sits in seems to cease the stimulation of her growing equine mound. The lips are now big and puffy, and the clit is starting to feel like it belongs on a mare. Of course, Mara doesn't know that and it seems as though the sensitivity of her crotch has gone up the side of a mountain. With each beat of her heart, there's more depth and elasticity added. A powerful wink that starts deep inside then thunders through her belly makes her clit bounce amongst her folds.

Liren puts an arm around Mara and holds her fast. "Dear, you're turning pink. Perhaps I should let you sample the goods too soon?"

----JourneymanIK----

Mara gulps more of her brandy. "An appetizer just awakens the hunger." She looks at her empty cup. "Do you think more alcohol would help or harm?"

----Zmeydros----

"Tell me, does alcohol awaken your desires?" She offers the half of her glass that's still available. "Either way, you're welcome to more of mine. I don't have as strong a craving for sweet things as I thought. Drink was divine, but I'm craving salty things." She licks her lips slowly with her eyes locks on Mara's.

----JourneymanIK----

"It helps me concentrate... until it doesn't." She gladly takes the cup and sips it. "Mhm, perfect... I smell steak!"

----Zmeydros----

Our meals get plopped down before us looking unusually good. Care was taken to every detail. The onions in Liren's glazed carrots are perfectly caramelized. Mara’s mashed potatoes look creamy enough to make butter out of. And the meat is roasted to perfection. Liren cuts off a strip of pheasant, which has a bit of rosemary stuck to it, and puts it in her mouth. The tender texture and lemon rosemary flavoring put her over the moon. There's a reason she kept coming back to this particular bar to practice being in this form.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara cuts into her prime rib but it honestly could have been carved with a wooden ladle it was so tender. The outside has been slightly blackened and seared crisp while the inside practically bleeds. It still steams with heat and her mashed potatoes are loaded with garlic, cheese, and green onions and are garnished with parsley looking like a meal unto themself. "This place is real right? It's not some warriors Valhalla flowing with food and drink... and beautiful women?"

----Zmeydros----

"As far as I'm concerned, it is flowing with beautiful women." She munches on the glazed carrots and makes a happy noise. This form has her gaining a new appreciation for vegetables. Her tail thwips happily behind her.

Mara's snatch seems angry about being ignored and gets wetter and wetter until it feels ready to just have someone bend her over and shove in. The scent is causing Liren's crotch to stir and the tent has six inches of her length supporting it.

Another wink from Mara's pussy happens just as she's attempting to stab some prime rib with her fork.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara stabs the table and hiccups. "By the gods, control yourself!" She mutters through gritted teeth.

----Zmeydros----

The winks are spread out enough that Mara's able to eat, but that wetness is something else. It's like her body left the tap open. And, on top of that, her snatch is smoldering. Liren's too distracted by her meal to realize her body's unconscious reaction the Mara's anatomy has gotten worse by a couple inches. Her own snatch is moist in sympathy, even.

As Mara finishes her meal, there's a strange burning under her stomach. Its somewhat uncomfortable and very alien, but it changes in sensation faster than she can worry about it. There’s a twitching, a pulling, and then a massage deep inside her body. Something’s moving down at a glacial pace and just as it starts traversing across the sensitive spots on the front of her pussy, something else grabs her attention. There's now a tingling in front of her clit.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara pushes her empty plate away and bites her lip. Her right hand bunches up into a fist. She wants to press it against her crotch: to do something about the need in her loins right now and in public. No, she couldn't possibly. Never in her life has she been this turned on. Never has a specimen like the goddess beside her been the subject of her infatuation.

----Zmeydros----

Liren pushes her plate away before taking Mara's hand under her skirt and laying it atop her shaft. She looks into Mara's eyes. "You look like you need a very specific type of attention and it so happens that I'm able to provide it." She makes her prick twitch as another inch slides out of her sheath.

Mara's pussy, as if by command winks harder than ever before. And that massaging? Those unseen hands moving are down the front of her pussy. They slide right over some nerves that are attached to Mara's clit and every bit of movement sends her clit into a higher state of bliss.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara's legs shudder as she grips Liren's shaft and works her thumb over it's massive head. "I need this. I need this so terribly. My manor is two streets away. Your home?"

Her legs are shaking. Even if they pay and sprint across the city could they make it? Would she take this woman in an alley? Would she care?

----Zmeydros----

The problem with this plan is that whatever's moving inside her is making her legs weak and it feels like she may orgasm the moment she attempts to stand up. And Liren’s cock is just getting bigger by the second. Everyone's going to get an eyeful the moment Liren stands up. Her dick will get about as much attention as the wet mess Mara's pussy has made of her pants and the top of the stool.

Liren's staring at Mara with a hunger so great that it's as if her gaze carries physical weight. There's need, a wish to dominate, and sexual fury. Every bit of her resolve is crumbling. She grunts as pre splashes against the underside of her skirt and her prick presses up against the underside of the bar.

----JourneymanIK----

BATHROOM! Mara suddenly remembers she saw a private bathroom,. 

"Hunch forward pressed up against me," Mara commands. "We’re going to make a dash for the bathroom. If someone looks, say I'm about to be sick."

----Zmeydros----

As Liren gets behind Mara, two things happen. The first is that the movement inside of Mara is nearing its exit and there's an utter madness of sensations from her pussy and clit. Something very close to an orgasm rushes through her clit divides and the new clit moves into a sheath on the flesh in front of her pussy. This clit starts growing into a shaft.

The second thing that happens is that Liren, for the first time in her adult life, loses her battle with her instincts. Her hands lift up Mara's skirt and yank down Mara's panties before she steps forward and spreads Mara open across the head of her dick.

Her eyes are wide as if she was sleepwalking and somehow she can't stop herself. All she can do is groan and shiver in ecstasy at the feeling of Mara's horseflesh pressed against her equine length.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara did not expect the sudden spearing and clamps down on Liren with all the strength her new muscles can produce. She croaks and clasps her hands over her mouth and moans. Diners turn to look at the two of them and with what little of her self control she has left she camouflages her sex cries as gags and dry heaves.

----Zmeydros----

Liren's body sees that as a challenge, a mare that's playing hard to get. She waits until that pressure is let up just the tiniest bit and takes a step forward shoving a few more inches inside. Mara's snatch is so wet that it's hard to even get a hold of Liren's shaft. Then Liren's hands fall on Mara's hips as she feels another rush of movement. There's tension inside her, tension that's just moments from being released.

And that new clit is broadening, pulsing like a live ecstatic thing glad to be brought into the world. Flesh under it is loose and has a texture almost exactly like Liren's sac.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara works through tears to take a step forward. Bathroom. Get to the bathroom and then you can be the whore you want to be right now just... get... there. Her legs are jelly. It's like running in a dream. There's a weight across all arcs of motion, but she manages one step then another and another and another.

----Zmeydros----

For every step Mara takes, Liren takes two. Inch after inch of her prick is shoved into Mara. Sharp moans come from Liren when biting her lip fails to do the trick. Mara’s horse snatch feels so good, so amazing wrapped tightly around her gigantic equine endowment that she barely registers the bulging eyes and slackened jaws of the other patrons. 

The moment Liren’s medial ring pops in, Mara's world gets tipped upside down. Liren's cock and hands are holding her up and steadying her, which is good because that something that's been moving inside Mara? It turns out they’re two things and both of them pop into the sac in front of her pussy filling it larger and larger with each breath she takes. Her shaft is now three inches long and wider than her thumb. Now that the her are in their sac, its her prick’s growth is accelerating big time!

----JourneymanIK----

Mara's legs give out as soon as they hit the bathroom door. Her guttural moans echoes across the bar as she gushes from the sensations of those orbs dropping.

Kessler watches them vanish into the bathroom and turns to his stocker. "Take the prime rib off the menu." 

"Yes sir."

----Zmeydros----

"I'm sorry dear, but I can't seem to stop!" Liren says this as she hangs onto Mara's hips and starts pounding away. She gives her entire length each time not able to get enough of the stretching sensation. Her balls are now slapping against Mara's and they're giving Mara's clit something to cheer about. 

Mara's cock is now now six inches long and bigger around than two fingers. The equine head drips pre as it keeps growing. "Fuck! You’re gonna be hung like a stallion! My ex must have followed me and worked her curse on you too!”

----JourneymanIK----

"I don't care! It's wonderful!" Mara reaches between her legs and grabs her new shaft and starts stroking. Her enthusiasm, however, is not matched by her current experience. Still growing and not showing any signs of slowing, the proto-horse cock is the most sensitive thing Mara has ever touched. Before she completes her first stroke, her balls lurch and unload a fresh splash of horse cum on the priceless pub floor. 

Mara's eyes roll back in her head as she sputters and nearly faints. Her mare cunt suckles and slurps at Liren hard enough to nearly pull the massive woman off her hooves. Rope after steaming hot rope of semen is ejected with enough force that Mara's entire body convulses with each spurt.

----Zmeydros----

There's no way Liren can watch Mara get off so so strongly and not follow suit. Seeing a woman who didn't have a prick not a half hour ago spurting her seed all over the floor is like hearing music for the first time. She did this, she made this marvelous sexy thing happen, and somehow a woman with a horse pussy and a cock is hotter than women without them. Her preparations for hitting the queen right in her fetish has given Liren that same fetish.

She rams home over and over no longer attempting to hold herself back. She's gone from wanting to control to wanting to lose it. Not that she's had much domain over this situation at all. "You look so beautiful when you're cumming from that cock! I'm gonna, I'm gooooonnaaaahhh!" Her flare seals Mara's depths as she loses a ludicrous load inside her. Liren’s prick is practically a geyser. She whinnies and writhes to her body's whims. She's so deep and cumming so hard that her eyes are clamped shut and her head is rearing back.

----JourneymanIK----

In the kitchens Kessler runs his hands through his hair. His stocker sweats nervously. 

"The pheasant too, sir?" 

"And the carrots!"

Liren feels her dick meet cold air as Mara shifts forward on her knees. She drags herself across the floor shuddering as her new mare puss spasms and sends a splash of thick spunk splattering to the floor. She white knuckles the sink and lifts herself up before turning around. A massive black and pink mottled shaft is jutting out from her groin dripping seed and clearly up for more. It's rock hard and pulsing ,veins bloated with need. The black head flares and unflares. Its pearly ridge sparkling like onyx jewels. 

"I... I need-"

Her sack is perfectly smooth. One ball is a creamy white complete with a felt down and the other is black as pitch. Cum and mare juices dribble from her full snatch and run off the tangerine sized pouch in near rivulets.

"I- I have a..." Her hand trembles as she takes it studying the length like a recovered treasure. "It's so big!" She vibrates as her fingers timidly run along it's sensitive skin. Her breath hitches and she moans. Then her eyes look to the cowmare in front of her. "It needs tending." She grins wickedly. "I believe turnabout is fair play?" With some effort she releases her member and plants her hands on the rim of the sink staring hungrily at Liren, her cock pointed to her accusingly. "You did this, didn't you?" Before the woman can even reply Mara shifts her hips forward pressing her cock head into Liren's cheek. "Deal with it." 

There's neither anger nor animosity in Mara's voice. Just pure unadulterated lust signaled by a wicked, sexy fire in her eyes.

----Zmeydros----

Liren's eyes remain fixed on Mara the entire time. She can't believe how wonderfully this turned out. She's made something magnificent, it’s like she's a sculptor and Mara is her first masterpiece. The lack of animosity only adds to her awe. She never has luck this good, so she better just relax and enjoy it. Cautiously, though.

She licks end of the prick that's been presented to her and says, "You seem quite pleased. Would I be wrong in guessing that you adore this new addition?"

Gyn's mare puss is begging her to just turn around, but her whole life has been about being in control of every situation.

----JourneymanIK----

The cock head presses against her lips silencing her. "I don't recall requesting that you speak." Mara says. "I told you to attend. Give me repayment for you foul treachery." Her words drip with sarcasm despite how true they are. "And I'll not tell the Order of Magi. Perhaps I'll not leave you here and find someone else to reward with my endowment."

----Zmeydros----

She centers herself. Dominance is fragile when one grips the reins too tightly. Sometimes, one must go with the flow and let others lead. She acquiesces in hopes that it will expedite her receiving this massive prick with her desperate nethers. Experimenting with her lips, she finds them to be quite mobile. As she works her way around the gorgeous flare, she intersperses licks across the head. Her bovine ears stay fixed on Mara to listen and find what Mara likes best so she can do more of it.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara bites her lip and subconsciously starts to thrust in time with Liren's teasing swipes of her tongue. Her new flesh is just so sensitive that the barest stimulation is maddening. Pure stubbornness keeps her from finishing too early. She can't talk a big game and not perform. "More tongue!" She commands while taking the bulless by the horns and ramming herself deep into her muzzle. "Cows should show why they deserve such massive tongues!"

----Zmeydros----

She licks and mouths at that dick until her pussy winks so bad that she pulls her head away and moos. That's when she turns around and bends over and spreads her mare puss. "Mara, dear, could you do me a big favor and sate this dripping mess between my legs?"

----JourneymanIK----

She can't voice her disapproval when her cow turns away from her due to the sudden shock of the cold air upon her member. Any disappointment that she had evaporates as soon as she eyes that dripping wet pussy anyway. It's the most beautiful sight she's ever seen and she finds herself drawn to it. She takes a step forward and grips Liren's furry rump hard. First, she slides the head of her cock across those swollen lips, then lets it be rubbed by Liren's soft cheeks and the loop of her tail's crop. The sensation causes lights to dance in Mara's vision. Slowly, she pulls back and lines up with Liren's slit. There's no word of warning. No slow and steady entering. Instead, she lunges forward plunging in to the hilt. Through gritted teeth she screams as all of her is embraced by Liren’s hot silky folds. Her balls near-instantly hitch up, but she does not falter, thrusting like a rutting dog. Thighs slap against thighs and balls slap against balls.

----Zmeydros----

Though she was not prepared for it or knew to ask for it, this is exactly how her mare muff wanted to be treated. There's a bit of pain, but it's overwhelmed by pleasure and a heady thrill. Dang, she can stretch back there. Dang, Mara is big. 

"Oh! Yes! Unf! Just-like-that!" She cries out as she gets rutted. Her own balls swing back to clap against Mara's. Mara can easily tell that this pussy hasn't been used by anything as big as her. It's wonderfully tight, a virgin frontier for her to plow. The satin of her erotic embrace has muscles behind it, muscles that are, out of instinct, clenching to add friction.

She has to put her hands on the wall to steady herself and push back. The medial ring and flare feel especially good. It's not like any cock she's had in her. It's so much better!

----JourneymanIK----

Mara fucks and fucks and fucks Liren with a wild inexperienced abandon. She doesn't have the presence of mind to aim for anything. It's all quantity over quality as she tries to get in as many thrusts as possible before her new balls can't take the pressure anymore. Soon, the way Liren's muscles are massaging her length and the pure tight depth their embrace are just too much for her to bare. 

She hilts Liren so hard she raises her mighty rear end off the ground as she unloads a pint of spooge into the women's core. Her balls heave so hard as to rock the very foundations of the world. The raw power of the orgasm is stupefying, but that may be because Mara figures she has to be losing brain cells to this pleasure.

----Zmeydros----

Liren takes that dicking like a champion. It seems she always wants more, that she can't be sated at all. She uses the wall to press back against Mara's thrusts, to really get into a rhythm. She moos and whinnies and sputters working her way up to the point where Mara unleashes her sticky deluge. For the first time in Liren's life, she gets one of those derpy orgasm faces with her tongue sticking out. Her bellow of pleasure vibrates the walls as her pussy goes wild along Mara's length. It doesn't seem like her body knows what to do. She’s grinding like mad and her pussy is twitching almost randomly along Mara's length. It seems she's been stretched so wide that her snatch is malfunctioning.

But she wouldn't have it any other way. She is in heaven.

Her feminine juices are soaking Mara's thighs, seeping into the space where their balls meet.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara slumps against the wall panting as her dick loses rigidity and falls limp from Liren’s marepuss. Slowly it somehow fits itself into the heavy sheath at her crotch. How such a monster can become so compact is a mystery to her. 

"I think... That went well."

----Zmeydros----

Liren can't leave the wall, she just leanings on it and pants for a good long time. She was moaning so much that she ran out of air. Her eyes do manage to catch Mara's cock's amazing compactification. After it's back in, Liren says, "Your equine length gets nice and small, but you're gonna need to be careful what you wear with a package that large hanging from your loins."

"That is if you don't want to show it off." She grins. "Work of art, in my opinion."

----JourneymanIK----

Mara pulls up her trousers and secures them. There is no denying her bulge but tossing her shirt over it hides it well enough, and it’s not like anyone in this city would care anyhow if they did notice. 

"Some art is accentuated by a bit of mystery." She's packed herself away nicely before looking back at Liren. "Now all that's left to wonder is why?"

----Zmeydros----

She thinks for a moment and then says, "I happen to know of someone who would greatly enjoy this process, but I needed to test it to make sure it worked properly. And testing on someone who didn't know what was going on made for much easier observation. I need to have control of the process, but I don't exactly have a dozen friends who want horse parts or to become horse anthros."

----JourneymanIK----

"Oh so I was a victim, eh?" Mara grins.

----Zmeydros----

She grimaces realizing how bad that sounds. "I was going to change you back if you seemed to dislike it."

"I'm not cruel, I'm just trying to make the best of the situation I've been presented."

----JourneymanIK----

"Such flagrant disregard for the mental health of the citizenry." She's laying it on thicker than molasses and grinning like a Cheshire cat the whole time.

----Zmeydros----

She laughs. "Something tells me you approve of my methods. Have I won you over by giving you that marvelous erection and a matching mare pussy?"

----JourneymanIK----

She hums in thought. "I might require a few more things."

----Zmeydros----

"If you become an accomplice, I'd be happy to see to it that you’re compensated." She smiles.

----JourneymanIK----

Mara grins. "Now there is an idea."