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Stallion
by Cerulean (ceruleanzeeman@yahoo.com)

***

A woman is taking care of a farm and has an accident, 
ending up unconscious. One of the stallions on the farm 
finds her irresistible. (F/beast, MF, nc, rp, anal)

***

Author Note: Hi, this is my first submission : ) ok, I 
have had medical training and this has some, well, 
farfetched fantasies. I'm more than aware that this 
isn't realistic in the least bit but hey, that's what 
fantasies are for! So if you're looking for a medically 
relevant and realistic, sorry, this isn't for you. 
Hopefully you'll like it though, I've got more to add 
later if anyone likes it! Constructive criticism is 
more than welcome! Enjoy!

***

Chloe wandered through the back yard of sorts, taking 
in her temporary new home. She would be house sitting 
for an old rancher, his wife had passed long ago, and 
they had had no children. His mother was very sick, and 
in her later years. Alone, he decided to go stay with 
her, her prognosis was about six months and he wanted 
to spend every minute of it with her. Getting on in 
years himself he had a great deal of land and a handful 
of free hang cattle, three chickens and a rooster and 
one Clydesdale stallion. It had been a gift to his wife 
years ago as a colt, and he was unable to part with it. 

Chloe only had to sprinkle food for the chickens, feed 
the horse, and watch the house so it wasn't empty way 
out in the middle of nowhere. It was summer and balmy, 
extremely early morning when she arrived, the man left 
as soon as she arrived. She wandered into the barn, the 
sun was just beginning to rise in the horizon, casting 
the land in the beginning of grays. A slight cramping 
in her lower belly reminded her how long the plane 
flight had been and how much of a hurry she had been 
in. She desperately needed to pee but had know the 
rancher was desperate to get to his mother, so she had 
held it as long as she could. 

She looked at the barn, five feet from her, and then to 
the house, thirty yards away. There was no one 
literally for miles and she would never make it into 
the house only to have to hunt for the bathroom. 
Grimacing she dashed into the barn, her eyes, already 
beginning to adjust to the slight lightening of the sky 
saw nothing in the itch black of the small confines. 
She flipped her skirt up and removed her panties, you 
can try and squat with the best of them but the chances 
of soiling our under were where unavoidable. 

The stallion looked around the barn, surveying the 
area. The male he lived with had been agitated when 
he'd forked hay into his area, absently patting the 
stallion's nose as he left, forgetting to put him into 
his stall. The stallion wandered out, curious at the 
new smell, one he had not encountered in what seemed 
like forever. The smell of a female, his nostrils 
flared, his lip curling back to catch her scent, his 
cock was swelling, begging to drop out towards the 
ground.

The small female moved into the barn, hands out 
stretched as though she couldn't see all that well. 
Finally, she flipped up a bit of fabric circling her 
waist and hiding her pussy and wet sound filled the 
barn, the aroma filled the air, this female was ready 
for mounting. But as he tossed back his head and began 
to prance forward, tail held regally high she rose.

Chloe stood, hands on her hips, she felt a little 
naughty having peed in the open whether or not she was 
completely hidden and alone. She giggled, then sighed,, 
fluffing her shirt, it was already getting warm and the 
weather man had promised today would be the begging of 
a long heat wave. Might as well get as much hay down as 
possible. Heat rose and as the days dragged on the hay 
loft was only going to get worse and worse. She moved 
to the ladder silhouetted at the door and began to 
climb, oblivious to the nose not four inches from her 
behind, ecstasy on the stallions face as he watched her 
climb higher. She hauled herself into the small loft, 
looking at the stacked bales. Might as well toss down 
five, I can get more in the evening. 

Chloe was barley five feet, maxing at a hundred pounds, 
she was curvy of course, but just a tiny thing at five 
three. She had blond hair, sun kissed but pilled up in 
a bun with the approaching heat, spring green eyes and 
slightly sun kissed tan to go with the beach bunny 
look. She didn't want to push down too many and have 
them spoil. 

She braces herself to push one towards the open door, 
its tough work but she manages to maneuver it out and 
down. She takes off her heels, feeling ridiculous 
scrabbling for purchase in the pumps as she pushed 
around hay bales. She successfully pushed out five, 
making relatively nice pile at the entrance to the 
barn. She looked back at two more that were 
conveniently placed in the middle of the room, it would 
be so easy to just get them out, she was already hot 
and dusty, might as well.

She heaved the sixth out the door, feeling her muscles 
screaming at the effort, these things were no light 
weights. She looked at the last, and braced herself 
behind it and heaved it slowly towards the light, the 
sky was beginning to be lightly tinged with a pink but 
it was still early dawn. Her strength waning she heaved 
at the bale. She gasped as she over calculated the 
distance and tumbled out with the bale. It all happened 
so fast she didn't even have a chance to scream, only 
to hope she landed on the hay.

The stallion pranced in circles around in the barn, 
head and tail held high as he listened to the small 
female scuffled about in the higher floor. He knew he 
was a prize at 15 hundred pounds, standing nearly nine 
feet high at the head and seven at the shoulders. He 
had a shiny black coat, a testament to his health a 
vitality, black mane and tail, black socks were most 
Clydesdales would have white, he was rare in his breed 
both color and over average height and weight. His 
thick black cock, four inches wide already hung two 
feet down, as dark as the rest of him. He knew the 
female would be unable to resist him. 

Suddenly, in a flurry of motion, the female flies down 
from to the floor and lands in the bales of hay that 
had been falling. She lays sprawled over the mound, 
legs spread and fabric tossed up over her, exposing her 
pussy and ass. The stallion prances over, the female 
had capitulated, presenting herself to him. He breathed 
in her scent, his nose and lips moving over her pussy, 
his tongue licking around the soft skin and folds that 
smelled so wonderfully. 

Finally, his cock fully expanded he heaved himself up 
over her, planting his hooves in the hay, not bothered 
by the location, as long as the female was open to 
breeding he wasn't going to complain. His cock slapped 
up against his belly, attempting to root for her 
entrance. His cock head, beginning to flare already 
finally touched silky wet skin, he froze and bore down. 
The spongy head began to force its way past the initial 
tightness, finally forcing it's way past the tight 
outer ring of muscles. 

He kept pushing, no withdrawal, just a steady grind of 
his weight down into the woman. His cock made slow 
progress deeper into Chloe's pussy. Finally he reached 
her cervix, bottomed out, he snorted, unhappy with what 
little he'd managed to wedge into the female. His pre 
seminal fluid and the stirrings of lubrication from his 
female allowed him to withdraw, at first she rose with 
him, rising up off the hay before his cock began to 
finally move back from her, allowing him to hammer back 
in. 

His cock head repeatedly bashed the back of her pussy 
as he crashed back and forth, mashing her into the hay 
as he fought to fit more into her. Her vaginal walls 
allowed a few inches more to enter as they stretched 
with the force of his thrusts. The stallion felt a 
small indentation at the back of the wall he was 
fighting; her cervix was beginning to dilate with the 
constant battering. Snorting angrily at being denied 
the stallion renewed his battering with renewed vigor. 

Frustrated as he felt the end of his cock so close to 
more pussy he stopped thrusting and bore down. And in 
the face of an animal weighing as much as he did, her 
cervix gave. The head popped just into the small canal 
of her cervix, he snorted, tossing his head as she 
continued with his steady pressure. The head moved 
slowly through this restricting passage before it was 
able to expand. He'd forced his way into her womb, 
slowly pushing more into her he was able to finally fit 
all two and a half feet into her, his balls, the size 
of a cantaloupe each rested against the female's clit. 

His cock began to swell, both the stalk and head, 
expanding to six inches around, with the head in her 
womb a full nine inches across, her belly clearly 
showing the path, the six inches around stalk of his 
cock thirty inches into her with the massive swelling 
of his nine inch flared head. He tossed back his head, 
arching back as he released into her. If one were 
looking they could see the massive jets of cum shooting 
from the clearly outlined head and forcing the womb to 
expand under the pressure. Her womb continued to 
expand, swelling away from the swollen head, hiding it 
as she continued to grow as he continued to come. 
Neighing and whinnying, the stallion emptied his two 
balls end their ten gallons of cum into his female. 

With the head in her womb and the stalk forcing her 
cervix wide not a drop excited, forcing her to expand 
to hold it all instead. It looks as though she's 
swallowed a basket ball. The stallion moves to separate 
from the female but she moves back with him, his head 
is so flared it can't make it back out of her cervix. 
The stallion could care less, having finally gotten his 
rocks off. He prances away, the female hanging down 
from his cock, unable to slide so much as an inch back 
out of her. 

The weight of the woman on the stallions cock arouses 
him again, blood pumping back into his barely softened 
cock, he tries to slap it back up against his stomach, 
but buried in the female she bounces instead. He tosses 
his head as she's held nearly horizontal on nothing but 
his cock. He arches back again, coming into her already 
stuffed womb and forcing it to expand more. He pranced 
around the yard, the female hanging from him; she's 
short enough to be safe from any stray hoof and bounces 
along with him. 

The constant jerking on his cock aroused the stallion 
again, he comes, forcing her womb still bigger. His 
cock so engorged with blood continues to swell with 
each climax, a full seven inches across at the body and 
now ten at the flared head he can no longer expand, 
having hit three feet, all forced into his female. He 
trots out into the pastures were the cows are, he can 
smell them but doesn't care, he's interested in the 
freedom. 

He takes off at a full run covering the open land in a 
rush of green. But the bouncing of the swollen woman 
arouses him once more, the added weight of his cum 
making her weigh heavily on his cock head. He humps the 
air with the woman on his cock, emptying his balls into 
her again. She now looks a full nine months pregnant, 
her shirt forced up under her breasts, her skirt band 
below the swollen mound of her belly. 

He finds a small watering hole frequented by the cows 
in the pastor he drinks his fill to replenish his 
sperm. The jostling wakes up his cock further, he humps 
the air madly, jerking the female around before he came 
again, forcing yet more into her already over stuffed 
womb. He trots off, each step jostling the woman and 
engorging his cock further, he came repeatedly, staying 
near the water to replenish. The woman had to have a 
hundred pounds of sperm in her womb by now, sloshing as 
the stallion would hump the air non-stop. His cock 
would jerk up towards his body, and jerking the woman 
with it her head smacked his rib cage with enough force 
to make sure she stayed under. 

The sun rose high, but the stallion cared not as he ran 
the open land pausing every so often to hump his 
female, desperately rutting in the air as he continued 
to pump gallon after gallon in to the small female. 
Tiring the stallion headed back towards his stable as 
it began to grow darker, he's run and fucked from sun 
up to sun down. 

The female weighed heavily on him now, every few feet 
or so he would have to stop and cum. His head was 
lowered as he finally made it to the stable. He was 
exhausted after his day, and excited for the next with 
his female. He paused one last time outside the barn 
doors, coming in a final rush. The woman began to slip 
down his cock, her new weight finally enough to force 
her down his huge cock and to the floor, her belly is 
so swollen it hits first, she rests on it and her 
knees, head flat to the ground as it swells out to the 
sides of her with its load.

Her cervix struggles back shut, after the abuse of the 
day but traps every drops of sperm within its vault. 
Her pussy sits wide open, gaping after the load it was 
given, the stallions cock hangs limp, three feet long, 
nearly a foot across at the stalk and twelve inches at 
the flared head. Shaking his mane out he licks one last 
time at her pussy before he moves to his stall, looking 
forward to a good nights rest.

Blinking, Chloe slowly opened her eyes, it was starting 
to lighten. Her head hurt, as did her stomach and oddly 
enough her pussy. She remembered falling from the upper 
loft, she must not have been out long...a snuffling 
sound drew her attention behind her. She struggled to 
move her head and froze. The biggest black horse she 
had ever seen stood behind her. And between his legs 
swelled the biggest cock she had ever seen. Suddenly he 
moves over her and crouches a bit, not wanting to 
startle it into running and trampling her she freezes. 
Something bumps her sore pussy but she holds still. 

That is until whatever bumped her starts to bust into 
her pussy. 

She shrieks as the stallion starts to hammer away, his 
cock is forced deep quickly and the jostling draws her 
attention down to her belly. She gasps at the 
ridiculously swollen belly she was resting on, she 
looked like she was nine months pregnant with triplets. 
It jiggled a bit as the stallion forces himself against 
her cervix, snorting and whinnying. There wasn't a 
thing she could do beyond risking fighting free and him 
trampling her, but with the size of her belly she would 
never make it free in any haste.

Amazingly as the stallion ruts and bashes her cervix 
she feels him stop and bare down. An intense pain made 
her gasp as she felt her flesh gave beneath the massive 
male. Her cervix is forced open as the stallion slowly 
works himself into her womb, as though he's done it 
before, she looks at her belly and wonders how many 
times he's done it and what damage it's done. Finally 
she feels his huge balls resting against her and the 
horse shoots off into her. She feels the sperm already 
in her swim around at the force of his ejaculation. 

Finally he's done and stands, but over night she's 
tightened back up and rises with him. Uncaring the 
stallion takes off with the now conscious woman on him. 
He stops just in the pastor and begins to hump wildly, 
swinging the female back and forth, before jetting more 
into her. Chloe gasps as he takes off again with her 
hanging from his cock, he would stop every so often to 
jerk wildly before jetting more into her grossly 
swollen abdomen. 

Chloe rode it out in a state of shock. He stops again, 
jerking madly and coming again. She's heavy enough to 
feel herself being drawn down his monster cock to plop 
to the ground. Her belly is so big now with her head 
flat in the ground, her knees don't reach. The stallion 
prances around her, proud of his female. It's then she 
looks past him to see other stallions, cocks extended 
at the smell of sex in the air. Her eyes widen as the 
black stallion prances by and white and brown paint 
moves in. She holds herself very still, terrified of 
what could happen if they were startled. Instead it 
rises over her and hunches down, fitting it's cock to 
her stretched pussy and forging into, it's not as big 
as the black male and begins hammering away, quickly 
forcing into her cervix before releasing. 

The young male prances, only to be replaced by a white 
male, this one's wide but barely two feet long and had 
to hunch down even farther to hit his mark, he crashes 
through, fighting to fit all of himself in her, he hits 
her cervix and bashes into it, thrusting madly. Chloe 
is jerked back and forth as this monster hammers away 
into her, rough than the others before it flares in 
her, he's thick enough to stick and as he rises he 
brings her with him. Tossing his head he trots in 
circles, stimulating himself again he releases another 
load and drops her to the floor. 

A grey dappled male moved in, he didn't prance or make 
a sound as he nuzzled the back of her neck before he 
fit himself to her and forced his way in. As the others 
before him he forces his way past her cervix, the head 
swelling more and locking her to him, but he doesn't 
rise and carry her he stays as he is, never losing his 
rhythm as he continues to pump into her. He finally 
rises and slips free of her, moving back. Another male 
moves in and so on, Chloe looses count of the males and 
him many times that take her each. 

The sun rose high and then crossed over to begin to 
set. Each male has been sated except for the big black 
one who returns. Her belly is so enlarged now she has 
to stand bent over, her belly nearly resting on the 
ground. The male moves behind her and finds her open 
hole with no problems. He thrusts forward, seeming to 
knock at the door of her cervix and as though it were 
trained it opens to his swollen head. He comes in a 
matter of minutes, sending the ocean of sperm in her 
swimming again. Her head hangs down as he starts up 
again and again, until his head is swollen to a foot 
across and takes off with her hanging below him. 

He heads back to the barn, tired after another 
marvelous day. But with the constant sex both are 
overly swollen. Chloe's abused pussy is clenching 
tight, and the stallions cock root now has a diameter 
of a ridiculous fourteen inches, his head an astounding 
sixteen inches across and he's hopeless stuck until the 
swelling of one or the other subsides. He moves around 
the yard, tired, but aroused.

A noise draws the attention of both. There in the yard 
stood a cowboy, he takes off his hat and slaps it 
against his leg, freeing it of dust as he approaches.

"Help..." Chloe gasps, her belly still swimming as the 
stallion came again.

The cowboy nods and turns to the house, opening the 
screen door and walking in. Chloe is crying now as the 
stallion tries to free himself. The cowboy moves beside 
the stallion, careful to avoid his feet and presses his 
two handfuls of ice to the exposed bit of cock and her 
pussy. She gasps in shock, the stallion renewing his 
jerking. The flaming swelling goes down enough for the 
stallion to free himself before finally jerking free. 
Chloe gasps in relief as she rests her weigh down on 
her massive belly. The cowboy throws the ice down and 
grasps her shoulders, helping her to stumble over to 
the hay and then down on to her side.

"So you're the girl the old man got to watch his land," 
she nods, tears streaming, "I was out looking for my 
run away horse and saw you out in that field"

She begins to cry harder, "no, shhh," the cowboy 
sooths, "I know you're no intentional animal lover, 
this one here probably took you by surprise and dragged 
you out there. He got into your womb didn't he." 

She nodded, "they all did, is there damage?"

He shakes his head, "nah, a horse cock is huge but a 
baby is bigger, you'll be sore but fine. The cum you've 
got in there is another story. See, that big grey 
stallion is mine, and I've never been able to get him 
to bred before, not so much as an erection. You got him 
to mount and come." He rested his hand on her belly, 
"Now, I can leave you to deal with this and deal with 
him on your own..."

"Please don't!"

"Or I can lock him up and help you with this, but I 
would need something in return," There was no smile to 
his voice and nothing lascivious in his gaze.

"What?" she asked knowing full well she would do just 
about anything.

"I want you to mate my grey and let me harvest his 
sperm from you. He's worth a lot but he won't perform, 
I'll pay you as a stable hand and commission and no one 
needs to know about this or what exactly it is you do 
for me."

She nods, anything was better than being fucked by the 
big black stallion and being drug around to be gang 
banged by a herd of horses. 

He rises and corals the big male, expertly locking up 
the obstinate horse. He's got a taste of your pussy and 
doesn't want to let that go," he chuckled as he strode 
back to me, he helped me to my feet and walked/carried 
me towards the open fields. I looked up to see the herd 
of horses standing there and froze.

"No, don't tense up, I need to get you to my place to 
take care of this and pewter here can carry us both, 
the two of you need to be fast friends." He lifted me 
up with little effort, and heaved up beside me. My 
swollen gut swelled obscenely before me as the cowboy 
helped support me in the saddle. 

"My names Richard Neilson, but I want you to call me 
Richard, this is no place for formalities."

"I'm Chloe," I gasped a bit, the weight of my belly 
making it hard to breath.

"Hold on, we're almost there," he shifted me up higher, 
trying to shift my stomach off of my lungs. Finally, as 
it grew darker we reached his little ranch house. He 
slide off gracefully as I floundered around a bit and 
he caught me. The grey horse, pewter nuzzled up to my 
crotch and Richard froze before guiding me to bend over 
and stepping back.

 I looked at him questioningly before I felt Pewter 
rise over me, his cock butting against me. Richard 
steps in slowly, and as Pewter snaps at him, tosses my 
skirt up and bares my lower body. The horse jerks 
forward, hitting his goal on the first shot and forces 
his way in. He quickly forces through my swollen flesh 
and buries himself deep, knocking against my cervix and 
entering.

"He's in your cervix isn't he?" Richard whispered from 
a good ten feet away, not wanting to startle Pewter.

"He's... past it... in my womb... flaring," I chocked 
off as he jetted into me, never stopping his motions as 
he continues to rock into me. I noticed Richard had 
left, going into his house. I sighed, knowing Pewter 
wouldn't be done any time soon, the almost continual 
jet of his cum creating a typhoon in my womb, the cum 
spinning crazily. 

His cock head was stuck in me, when all the other 
horses had been there I hadn't been able to pay much 
attention to them as individuals. Now I saw he was as 
big as the black brute that started this, but his cock 
was shorter, but wider to start with, I didn't want to 
know how much he could really swell. The screen door 
slammed closed as Richard approached us, hands full of 
ice as before.

Just like that Pewter pulled back from me, and I 
sagged, the added weight in my belly telling on my 
strength, the liquid still spinning crazily in me. 
Richard helped me up and into his barn off to the left 
of his home. He braced me against a wall as he went to 
clear a table, he came back and guided me to the empty 
table. He helped me onto it and lay me back.

"I'll be right back," he said as he led Pewter into his 
stall and then disappeared out the barn door.

I lay there, struggling to breath with the weight 
pressing down into my lungs. 

Finally he appeared, brandishing an odd instrument, he 
gathered a stack of large containers, he held one up, 
"these are for collecting and freezing horse sperm," he 
held up the odd thing, "and this is a beer keg tap, I'm 
going to tap your keg," he ginned and slapped my belly, 
it jiggled with the semen trapped inside.

"That will really work?" I asked, seemed ridiculous, 
"and what will you do with it?"

"I'm a breeder, you had a herd of the best horse 
specimens I've ever seen fill you up, this stuff is 
gold honey."

I nodded and he flipped my skirt up, a few days ago 
that would have shocked me, now it didn't even phase 
me. I felt the cold metal of the tap moving into me, I 
was stretched wide enough to allow his hand to enter 
with it with little effort. 

"Let me know if this hurts," he said, his head bent 
down as he tried to see, I jumped as the cold metal 
touched my cervix, he slid it smoothly right into my 
womb, he sat back grinning. He picked up the first 
container, like a thermos, and lifted the lever, 
immediately the white horse sperm flowed freely. When 
it was full, he turned off the tap, capped the thermos 
and got another. This went on for an hour, filling 
thirty six of the thermoses. 

"That's it sweetheart, you're empty," he removed the 
tap and moved back.

I sat up, looking at my belly, it had amazingly snapped 
back to its original tautness. Looked at Richard, 
shocked by everything that had happened, he stacked all 
the thermoses in his deep freezer.

"You can stay here tonight, I have a guest room, and 
tomorrow we can begin harvesting Pewter."

"But you have so much, how will you store it all?"

He laughed, "I'll sell that as a mystery box type 
thing, something along those lines. I'll say the labels 
fell off and it could be one of those five. It'll be at 
a discount and will sell quickly. Pewter will be full 
price, which will sell quickly as well since I've never 
had him on the market before but will even out soon." 

I nodded, swaying on my feet, he caught my arm and led 
me into the house, showing me the bathroom and my bed 
room and handed me an old shirt of his.

"To do this I need you to only fuck Pewter,"

"But I didn't..."

He held up his hand, "I know you didn't do it on 
purpose, but this has to be a pure sample, so you will 
stay with me at all times. I have people lined up for 
him already and they expect a high quality sample."

I nodded, and he left me to my shower. I scrubbed every 
inch of my skin, I knew I should be horrified by the 
events of the last few days and what I had agreed to do 
for Richard the cowboy. Oddly enough I wasn't, I 
sighed, toweling off and flopping into the bed.

A shadow fell over me, I blinked in the dark to see 
Richard standing over me stark naked. He was tall, over 
six feet, with dark brown hair that fell in a shaggy 
cut that only emphasized the fact he was a male, with 
dark eyes and sun roughed and darkened skin. His right 
hand was gripping his cock, stroking it as he looked 
down at me.

"I tried to leave you be, to give you a safe place and 
keep this business. But I can't get the image out of my 
head, and I can't leave you be."

I smiled, drowsy, but in welcome, he gripped the sheet 
and pulled it back from me. Crawling forward I looked 
up as he straddled me, his cock thick and large for a 
human.

"I know you're sore, sweetheart, we won't do it that 
way," I was thankful but also very confused. I knew it 
would be uncomfortable to do anything vaginally 
tonight, and I needed to recoup for tomorrow, but what 
other way?

He answered that by rolling me over onto my stomach, 
and with his hands at my hips he pulled me up and back, 
into the cradle of his body. It was then I noticed he'd 
been rubbing something onto his cock, not just his 
cock, it was lube and he liberally spread it over my 
anus, I felt the cool plastic of the nozzle burrow into 
my anus and the thick ooze as he squeezed it into me 
liberally. His thick fingers started, one, then two as 
he stretched me. 

When he had four in comfortably he pulled back and the 
smooth crown of his cock hit the puckered flesh. He 
wasn't one for foreplay but then neither where the 
horses. He worked himself in slowly, gaining ground as 
he worked his way to the hilt. I felt my body expanding 
to take him with minimal discomfort. He worked into a 
hard and fast rhythm, pounding in and out, grunting as 
he crouched over me. 

Finally I gasped, tensing and clenching as I came, 
lights flashing before my eyes as I felt his shout and 
the hard, hot pulse of his semen into my anal canal. He 
pulled back slowly as I slumped forward, ass in the 
air, my shoulders resting on the bed. He scooped me up 
and carried me into the bathroom were he cranked the 
shower on. I sighed as the warm water soaked into my 
tired muscles, leaning into his chest.

**

I woke to an alarm going off, I cringed, burrowing into 
the bedding. The bed jostled and the horrible noise 
halted. Suddenly the day before came rushing back and I 
rolled over to look up into the smiling face of 
Richard.

"C'mon," he slapped my hip, "up you go." I sighed but 
sat up, stretching, feeling grossly over used muscles 
pulling. Walking was another matter all together, 
everything hurt and strained.

He came around the bed and it was then I noticed, in 
the light of day, that the closet stood open, and in it 
was men's clothing, "This is not a guest room."

He laughed, "Nope, but then again you're not a guest of 
that sort." 

He helped me into the shower, getting in again. In no 
time we were downstairs in his kitchen, making 
breakfast together. 

Before long he took my hand, "It's time."

I nodded, following behind as he lead me to the barn. 

He opened the gate to Pewter's stall, the big grey 
horse came prancing out, head held high and cock 
already evident.

"What should I do?" I asked.

"What did you do the first time?"

"I fell from the hay loft window into the hay." I 
warily watched the horse as he circled me.

Richard blinked, "Well let's try not to repeat that. 
The other times though, when your belly was too big for 
you to escape, how did they mount you then?"

"I was bent over but standing," as I acted it Pewter 
whinnied and moved up behind me.

"Well that does it," Richard laughed.

I didn't respond as Pewter's pre cum jetted into my 
pussy as his spongy cock head fought its way past me 
pussy lips. He hammered his length into me, it had 
already begun to swell when he reached my cervix. 
Knocking on it, he forced his way in through it, slowly 
thrusting through the tightness until his head popped 
into my womb, there his head flared as he jetted into 
me.

"Jesus, when you're not full, I can see the whole 
length and the flared head, even the jets he shoots 
into you," his voice had awe, even admiration as he 
watched. Finally he shook himself and took Pewter's 
lead.

"What's going on?" I asked as my feet left the floor as 
Pewter stood up and followed Richard.

"I'm going to feed the animals, and head over to the 
old man's place, feed his animals," I'm going to let 
you two do your thing, but prevent him from taking you 
out into the pastor or the other horses getting to 
you." He took off the bridle and back out, latching the 
lock on the swinging bars, "I'm going to lock him in 
here. I'll be back in a few hours to check on the two 
of you, but I won't tap you until tonight, I don't want 
you needlessly sore."

And with that he patted my ass though the bars and 
walked off. I watched him go, unable to be upset in any 
way. I mean, it sucked being left out here stuck on his 
horses cock, but it was sort of my job now...I suppose, 
as a ranch hand. And he did save me from the black 
horse.

I was jerked back to reality as Pewter started humping 
the air, an in effect jerking himself off with my 
weight.

As the day wore on he came again and again. But he 
wasn't, I don't know, crass about it. He was as gentle 
as a horse could be. With my constant stimulation he 
came repeatedly, sometimes with mere minutes between 
them. His balls seemed to produce more semen than the 
big black horse, is metabolic rate must have been 
through the roof. He drank gallon after gallon 
prompting me to direct him to allow me close enough to 
turn the faucet on. Directing a horse from beneath is a 
feat unto itself! Richard never came back as he said he 
would, I wasn't too worried, Pewter was gentle and both 
of us had water, but before long both our stomachs were 
beginning to growl.

Finally the sun set and it began to cool. My stomach 
wasn't as swollen as it had been the day before but I 
was still huge and I could feel Pewter's cock getting 
huge in me; since he was already wider than the other 
horses he seemed to swell thicker faster, ten inches 
around with a foot wide cock head flare trapping him in 
my womb. Finally I saw Richard approaching from the far 
fields. 

"Give me a minute and I'll be right with you two," he 
called as he ducked into the barn, he was back in a 
matter of minutes.

Pewter shied away from him, whinnying as he came again. 
Finally Richard caught his lead and directed him slowly 
into the barn where he had a cold pack waiting. He 
applied it to Pewter and I was dropped from him in a 
matter of minutes. Had Richard not caught me I would 
have fallen to the floor, he carefully guided me and my 
beach ball belly to the table and stretched me out on 
it before moving to put up Pewter. 

"I'm sorry," he whispered, kissing me, "A mare was 
foaling and things went south, we had to do an 
emergency c-section, and time got away from me."

"We've got to figure out a way I can get free on my 
own," at that his eyes went wide.

"Are you hurt?"

I laughed, "Oddly enough no, just obviously sore. 
Hungry is the issue, both of us, you ever heard a 
horses stomach growl? Deafening."

A chocked laugh shot from him, "I imagine." He moved 
back and towards my feet, and at the cold touch of 
metal he worked the tap into me. "White gold," he 
quipped as he began filling and labeling the thermos 
like containers.

Finally I was empty and he had seven new containers. He 
helped me up the stairs and into his room. We showered 
again, before he helped me into bed and curled around 
me. Both of us perfectly content.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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