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The Stallion Alternate

Part 4

For Engy

By Draconicon

Engy emerged from the elevator with his head spinning and his hole dripping, and more to the point, with a hard-on that refused to go down despite blowing his load twice while getting fucked in the wall. The new donkey groaned, rubbing his ass and swishing his tail with annoyance as he stepped into the lobby, following the signature musky smell of his master with a grumble.

"Mmmph...stupid...should have been...fucking them..."

God, his balls were full, and they seriously ached from how hard he had been fucked and how much he wanted to cum properly. The feeling of getting 'milked' from an ass-fuck wasn't a bad one, but it didn't compare in the slightest to the feeling of getting off when he was fucking someone else. The feeling of a tight hole around his cock - ass or pussy, didn't matter - was all that he needed. And he wanted to feel his master subbing for him again, to feel that hunger, to encourage it and see just how far this corruption and transformation could spread through the building.

He was just starting to imagine that big horse butt pressing back against his crotch again and the jiggles of those cheeks, the squelch of that big, round pucker, when he realized that he wasn't alone in the lobby. The donkey blinked, turning to face the desk and the sounds coming from it, and his jaw dropped.

"Oh, that's cheating!" he hissed.

It was the master, alright, the master and Ellyra. The latter was bent over the desk getting the fuck of her life, and her eyes were rolled back happily, her breasts grinding against the top of the desk as the stallion rutted her from behind. In, out, in, out, faster than he'd seen any of the studs fucking him or the master down at the Wall. All the submission that he'd been encouraging in that dirty little -

Oh, he was going to push master right back where he belonged. The donkey rolled up his metaphorical sleeves as he stomped across the room, half-aware that he was acting like a comedy cartoon character and not caring in the slightest.

The master was just slamming in, hilting once more and cumming, when Engy managed to grab the stallion by the tail. He squeezed and tried to pull, but the bigger horse was too busy holding himself tight to Ellyra's hips. The soft spasms through his muscles told Engy that the master was cumming, and probably cumming pretty damn hard. He rolled his eyes.

You'd be cumming harder if you had something up you...oh, that's good. That's real good.

He grinned, licking one finger before bringing it to that puffy pucker. The master had just a second to realize that there was someone behind him before Engy shoved the slicked-up digit in.

"MMMPH!"

Just like that, the black and white stallion arched his back, and Ellyra yelped. Engy felt every little spasm through that tight little ring, feeling the master cumming all the harder as he rubbed that prostate with his pointer finger. Flick, flick, flick it went, and the master's dick danced as if it were the wand of a conductor. Engy giggled under his breath as he played the former dragon like a personal instrument, only withdrawing his finger when he was sure that the master was shooting blanks.

As the black and white stallion pulled back, Ellyra rolled over almost immediately. Her pussy was stained white with stallion seed, and she narrowed her eyes.

"Oooh, that was mean."

"He wasn't supposed to do that," Engy said, shaking his head. "Big butt here needs to be fucked."

"No, he needs to do the fucking," the mare said, patting her pussy. "See? He did a very good job."

"Oh, please. He's better with his ass in the air."

"Better with his dick inside someone, you mean. Maybe he needs to fuck you back into your place."

"Oh, tempting, but he looooves having his sweaty butt pounded. Don't you, dirty boy?"

Engy felt some small sense of gratification as their master groaned, stumbling backwards. Sure, that heavy horse cock was still throbbing hard, but his tail was just as lifted up as his cock, and that ass was sure as hell not off-limits. The donkey turned, leaning back and deliberately flexing the muscles behind his balls, the kegel flex making his dick bounce. The master's eyes went right for the flared head, and Engy squeezed just behind it.

"Yeah, you know what you want. Dirty little sweat-slut. Musky, big-assed bottom. You want to be under all the dicks in the tower."

"Mmmph..."

"Want to be the dirty little hornball that everyone else is addicted to."

"Nnngh...ah...ah..."

It was so much easier to tease when it was obvious that the other guy enjoyed it, and Draconicon was clearly getting off on it. Everything that left the donkey's mouth got a twitch or a throb, and that big dick was so energetic that there was no missing that it was into it. Even as slippery and stained as it was from fucking Ellyra, it still looked ready to just give in and go down, allowing them to go to town on the stallion's ass, instead.

But before the black and white stallion could completely crumble, Ellyra got up and pulled the master's head to her face. They were eye to eye, and she petted his cheek. A few whispered words that Engy couldn't hear, and the master's cock throbbed up again, obviously twitching in need, some pre-cum already flowing from the head.

"Hey! No cheating," the donkey grumbled.

"You fingered him while he was fucking me. That was cheating."

"No, that was just reminding him what he was supposed to do."

"He wants to be a stud, let him."

"No, he wants to be a mare-slut."

"Oh, really? When did he say that?"

"When did he say that he wanted to be a stud, then?" Engy asked.

The unicorn turned away from the master, and the pair of them stepped out from behind the desk, narrowing their eyes at each other as their argument grew more heated. Never aggressive, but he was completely convinced that he was in the right, that he was doing something special for their master, and he could tell that she felt the exact same.

Neither of them heard the elevator ding when it arrived, and neither of them saw the white dragon that stepped out from it.

#

Havok groaned as he stepped out of the elevator, rubbing his eyes with one hand while pulling his robe around him a bit tighter. The scratchy white thing was little better than a bathrobe, but it had been better than getting fully dressed to come down to see what was going on down here.

The alarm had been going off in the harem quarters for the past thirty minutes, something about someone in the lobby that wasn't supposed to be there. Ellyra had said she'd go down to check it out, but then she hadn't come back. He'd been up to get some water at the time, and he'd stayed up to see what it was when she came back.

After so long, he went to check to make sure that it was nothing bad, and...well, it didn't seem to be bad. Ellyra was arguing with some donkey that looked vaguely familiar for some reason - he thought it was the balls, or something like that - and there was that new stallion that was standing by the front desk, but that was it. He shook his head, taking his eyes off the arguing unicorn and donkey to look at the bigger black and white stallion.

"Excuse me? Do you have an appointment?" Havok asked.

The stallion blinked, turning to look at him. Almost immediately Havok went from tired and annoyed to tired and blushing and more than a little horny; that big stallion dick had been a bit harder to see from his angle, and...well, to say that it was big was to underplay it. Looking at it, he was pretty sure that he could be spitted on it right down to the medial ring and lifted off the ground and still have a crap-ton more of it to take. His tail started lifting before he could stop it, and he had to grab at it, pushing down at the base of his tail as he stared down at the thick...wet...

His head was going funny as he breathed in the thick musk in the air. It was hot, wet, humid, and every breath was making his own cock start going up. It was not that different from the feeling he got when he was deep in his own fantasies, when he had his master around and stared into those deep, white eyes. This...

Oh god...

Oh god...

Havok's legs trembled, and as the stallion took a step toward him, that fat, flared cock swaying from side to side, he barely managed to stay on his feet. The sheer girth of that thing was intimidating enough, but as that heavy, sweaty musk that seemed to pour off the shaft and sheath just washed over him, it was like falling into a dream. A dream of utter pleasure and corruption, of need and arousal.

"Nnngh...what...what do you..."

"I want you, Havok," the stallion said.

"Who are..."

"It's me. That's all you need."

Havok took another breath, the heady musk hitting him hard enough that his own dick thrust between the folds of his robe. As he fumbled to close it again, he took a step back and stumbled, falling to his knees. That fat horse cock was right against his lips scarcely a second later, and he bit off a moan as it slid into his mouth.

"Mmmph!"

"Oh, hell yes..."

"Mmmph...mmm..."

The taste was almost as mind-numbing as the smell, and the smell was even stronger this close. He hadn't had many horse lovers of late, but this one? This one was different, stronger, more potent. That thick cock was already forcing his jaws wide, and he couldn't stop himself from wanting to suck it.

There was something...familiar about it, though, something that struck a cord within him. He swore that it was someone that he had sucked off before, but there was no clear memory of it for him.

Then again, there wasn't much thinking going on, either. That musk, that cock, that sheer size made it very hard to think at all.

He groaned as he felt the horse get a grip on the back of his head and slam forward, forcing the flared head all the way down to his throat and then towards his stomach. He groaned as his lips were dragged past the medial ring, feeling the sheer thickness of that thing cutting off his air as the shaft went deeper, deeper, and deeper still. He groaned as it reached the back of his throat and seemed to keep going further, heading right towards his guts.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

Each pull back was only a temporary relief, something that gave him the reminder that there was nothing that would stop this before the great beast over him came. Somehow, that domination only fueled his own need, and he swallowed hard around the shaft, licking it like mad to try and encourage it to take him harder, to fuck his face that much more relentlessly.

Soon, he was pulled all the way to the base, and his nose pressed right against that sheath. It was wet and just a hint slimy, almost like a bit of goo had been ground into the flesh. The thick scent of hot musk forced its way down his nose, and he shivered, swallowing it down, sniffing it up.

This was so...dirty. Raunchy, too, like he was being particularly naughty. Dragons shouldn't bow this easily before stallions, but that was part of what made it so fun. Such a musky, horny stallion making use of him.

He panted as he felt a tingling running down his throat, almost like some sort of magic. He swore that it was familiar, something that he should know, but again, it was so hard...so hard to think...

So hard...to do anything...

The stallion started bucking his hips, pulling back just enough for that ring to pop out of his mouth before forcing it back in. Havok could barely keep his head on straight enough to keep focusing on his breathing, timing it for when that fat flare wasn't so deep in his throat to block his airways, and otherwise just focusing on swallowing. Swallowing, teasing, swallowing, suckin on that fat cock and draining it of all the pre-cum that it had to offer him. He moaned, keeping his hands on his thighs as he sucked away, putting his tongue to use under the tip, around the bottom of the shaft, even against the sheath when he was pulled to the base and made to stay there for a while.

The sound of Ellyra arguing in the background had long since faded away to nothing, and the white dragon moaned as he felt those balls churning under his chin, as that shaft swelled and flared against his lips and down the inside of his neck. Every pulse had to be a shot of pre-cum going down to his stomach, but there was something more, a tingle of pleasure that was almost...almost...

Magical.

Master?

That was his only thought, and it didn't make sense. Drac was a dragon, like him. Black scaled, yes, and bigger, and thicker, and...and a whole lot of other things, but still a dragon, not a stallion. And yet, that magical feeling was just like when he felt his master using his magic on him. The feeling of that tingling running down his throat and spreading, turning from a little electric shock to something hotter, something -

"Mmmph...mmph...mmm..."

It was spreading through him, and he felt it starting down at his balls, making them tingle and throb and swell between his legs. His thighs spread further apart as his balls dropped, getting thicker, smoother. He would have looked down, but that cock kept his head in place, but his hands were free. He reached down instead, and he felt the weight between his fingers, the heft of his new sac as it fell between his legs and touched the ground.

Oh god...oh god...

"Mmmph...take it...take it, Havok..."

"Mmmph?"

"Get...bigger..."

Bigger...

Oh, he was getting bigger, alright, bigger and hornier. He panted as he felt his balls swelling and pressing against his thighs as they left dragon-sized orbs behind, becoming horse-sized big balls. But that wasn't the only transformation happening down there; he could feel the flesh around his cock starting to give way, the scales going all wrinkled and wet, and he shivered as his cock started rising up, feeling heavier at the head and throughout the whole thing.

The more he sucked and swallowed, the more that he felt that same horsy feeling going through him. His cock, his balls, his sheath, and then his ass. He grunted as he felt a sort of 'thump' go through his ass cheeks, a rapid expansion that pushed back against his feet. They felt...pillowy, for lack of a better word, and heavier, curvier. He moaned under his breath as he felt the thick cock sliding back up from the depths of his throat, the ring popping out of his mouth, and the rest of the shaft followed.

As the flared dragged itself out of his throat, he felt something else changing, that flow of salty pre-cum becoming a thick goo that painted the inside of his mouth. It was pulling his snout out, evening it out, making it less dragon-ish and more...more equine, he realized, pulling it out into a muzzle. His head felt funny, and he realized that his horns were shrinking away, and the scales on the back of his neck itched as something else started growing out back there.

How much was he changing?

How much was he going to change?

The stallion rammed forward again, and they went from simple oral to a true face-fuck. His partner was panting and huffing up a storm, ramming in and out, using the white dragon's face as nothing more than a fuck-hole. His lips were smeared with pre-cum and whatever sweat and oil covered the stallion's sheath, and he was swimming in the raw musk of stallion manhood. His head spun, his eyes rolled back, and he felt like he was almost on the verge of cumming just from this.

As Havok moaned, his ass cheeks bubbling out and his thighs thickening, he could feel his scales falling out. His tail felt weird, no longer one solid mass but rather a bunch of muscle at the base and a lot of loose stuff attached to it. What was happening to him?

What was...

Was he...

Becoming...

As the pleasure grew stronger, so did the transformation. His white scales were replaced with white fur, and he could just make out the feeling of it being a horse tail behind him. Yes, he was becoming a stallion, he realized belatedly, a sexy stallion that was perfect for...for...

Well, for some purpose, though he didn't know what just yet. He focused on the feeling of that cock hammering down his throat, swallowing around it, enjoying the feeling of a slightly longer neck as it went deep into his throat.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

Always getting so much more intense, always becoming so much harder to think of anything else. That big, thick, slick cock that was plundering his throat time and time again. The feeling of those big, leathery balls almost like his own bumping his chin.

That scent.

That thick, heavy, musky, masculine scent.

He floated on it, letting it take him, claim him, shape him. He was one with it, and it was making him into a stallion.

"Mmmph!"

Then, finally, the black and white stallion came down his throat. The heat was intense, and the flood that much harder to deal with. The whole thing was crammed down his neck, the head feeling like it was almost resting inside of his stomach as it spurted, squirted, splattered his insides with a thick load of cum. He was jammed so hard against the other stallion's sheath that he could feel the balls bouncing and rising against his chin, a reminder of just how much cum was getting injected into him.

And as it did, he felt the last of the changes solidify, his own horse cock rising up, throbbing, slapping against his stomach with eagerness to be put to use. He wanted to fuck. He wanted to rut. He wanted to be a good stud.

The flow of thick, warm seed slowly slackened off, and the stallion pulled back. Havok panted as it popped past his lips, leaving him almost drooling all the cum that had been pumped down his throat. He slumped forward for a moment, going to all fours, and he groaned as the need to use his cock surged up in him.

He needed...

He required...

Something to fuck.

"Holy..."

"Well...that was dominant. Go, master!" Ellyra said in the background.

Master. He'd been right. Master had been the stud. But...

But now...

Havok groaned as his balls churned, going crazy between his legs and feeding him a need that went beyond the simple urge to get off. The hunger to fuck was so much worse in this stallion form, and he needed to let loose.

He needed to let loose right now. And master...master was close.

Draconicon was on the edge of a knife as he felt his sub and dom sides fighting with each other. The urge to stud for Ellyra was powerful enough to start with, but then Engy had come around and put his ass to use once more, showing him how much pleasure there could be from having something driven deep inside. Then he had been pulled out, teased by both of them, the urge to be on top and on bottom changing by the second.

And then...Havok...

He barely understood what had driven him to do that. For a split second, he had been almost in sync with both sides, dominating and submitting at the same time, but then the dom side had taken control and he'd fucked the white dragon's mouth, all while some other bit of his magic had done something else. The transformation had been secondary, unintentional for his dom side, but now...

Now, looking down at the kneeling white stallion, he could feel his hole puckering, and he knew that the transformation had been his sub side getting what it wanted.

I need...more...

He'd already converted Engy into a good little donkey stud, someone that could both be fucked and fuck him in return, but now Havok had gone through the same transformation. The smaller stallion - not that much smaller, but small enough - still had a massive cock, and a big horse ass that would be perfect for rutting when the time came. But for now, that was secondary, as his sub side...

"Mmmmph..."

Draconicon turned slowly, his cheeks burning as both Engy and Ellyra watched him lean over the desk. He knew how it had to look; he was offering his ass up for someone else, and he was doing it very consciously.

God, the things...the things I need...

Huffing under his breath, he looked over his shoulder as stallion-Havok looked back at him. Or rather, as the stallion looked right at his ass. The feeling of that gaze on his puffy pucker was not making him feel any less self-conscious about what he was doing, and yet, that only made him feel better about it. He flicked his tail to the side, showing off how it was clenching, pulling, puckering.

"Come on...come on..."

"Mmmph...master..."

"I need it, too."

"Fuck...fuck, that's hot."

"Then come here...and fuck it," Draconicon muttered.

There was no need to tell Havok twice. No sooner had the command left his mouth than he felt those thicker, stronger fingers gripping his hips and that flared head rubbing against his asshole. Oh, it was such a hot, slippery, eager cock, and there was something about the sheer brutality of horse cock that made it that much naughtier to -

"Mmmph!"

It went in fast and hard, and Havok was humping away like a stallion at his first mare. It was different this time, less of a demeaning, embarrassing thing. Which meant, in some ways, it was a little less hot, but he still enjoyed the feeling of that thick, heavy thing ramming into his hole, forcing his ass wide and giving him that hot friction that he had come to love.

"Heh, master's needing it up the ass, still. I knew I was right," Engy teased.

"Oh, come on. He's a switch. He'll flip again."

"Maybe."

"Just give him time."

Draconicon groaned, lowering his head into the desk and focusing just on the feeling of that flared head rubbing over his prostate as Havok got used to the feeling of fucking with a cock that was so much bigger. There really was something to be said for horse cocks and how they came with a bit of difficulty with first use, but for sheer size...

"Mmph...ah...ah..."

Draconicon moaned despite himself, his own stiff horse cock throbbing and bumping against the bottom of the desk as he got rutted good and hard. In, out, in, out, the feeling of that stiff, thick prick grinding into his depths making him moan and ooze. He shifted his footing, grinding his feet into the puddles of his own pre-cum as it spread around.

Dirty.

Musky.

Mare.

Slut.

The reminder of how big his ass was and how slippery his hole was becoming was just that much hotter for him. He liked being some sort of embarrassing, addictive, willing-to-do-anything whore of a bottom when he was down there, and taking that stiff cock that Havok had, submitting to his own harem, was something that made him shiver from head to toe with pleasure. The embarrassment, the 'wrongness' of it, all added up to him enjoying it that much more.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

He focused his attention on that flared head, on the way that it was constantly grinding down on his prostate every time that Havok tried to pull out to the tip, the way that his hole threatened to go 'pop' every time that his new stallion stud pulled too far back and then slid back in. The feeling of that medial ring forcing him open and then letting him shut again. The way that that heavy sac kept tapping lightly against his own balls.

It was pure bestial domination, and he enjoyed it.

He panted against his hands and arms, closing his eyes as Havok panted against the back of his neck. In, out, in, out, faster, harder, skin on skin rather than skin on scales, something different and something more intense that way. He moaned, biting his lips as his cock jerked up, pain and pleasure coming together as the stiff rod battered itself against the underside of the desk. So close, now, so close.

Havok moaned, finally hilting himself, and the sudden flood of seed through his guts was almost enough to get the former dragon off. Draconicon bit his lips, feeling just how close he was, but it wasn't enough. Not quite enough at all, and he whimpered as he tried to get himself off with a few thrusts of his hips back against that stiff, oozing thing.

Not enough.

Not quite enough.

Havok pulled out, leaving a hell of a mess in his ass, and Draconicon rolled over, panting as he sat on the desk. He could feel his puffy pucker flattening against the surface of it, leaving streams of white beneath his cheeks, and his face burned with embarrassment as he realized how much of a slut he must look.

Turning his attention to Engy and Ellyra as Havok caught his breath, he curled his finger at the pair of them. Ellyra hopped to it, all but skipping up to him, while Engy looked just a trifle embarrassed. He waited until they were both standing in front of him, the unicorn with her hands behind her back and a smile on her face, and Engy rubbing the back of his neck like someone about to be in trouble.

"Yes, Master?" Ellyra asked, peppy and cheerful as ever.

"Uh...you want us to...help you finish?" Engy asked.

"In a moment. But first..."

"Uh...am I in trouble?" the donkey asked.

"Not quite. But I want to make something clear to the both of you. Just because I could hear you going at it a bit."

He grabbed them both by the backs of their necks, fingers sliding through their manes to get a good grip. They both arched their backs as he pulled them to stand more upright, looking between them.

"I'm a switch. That means that I'm going to flip back and forth. So, if you don't mind, let's not try and get it stuck on just one side, hmm? Thanks for playing with me, but don't get too serious about 'fixing' the switch, hmm?"

"Sorry, master," Ellyra said, looking properly abashed.

"Sorry. I was just teasing."

"I know," Draconicon said, smiling. "But it was starting to slip just a bit. Nothing bad yet, but wanted to call it out before any of us could get too carried away."

"Master?"

They all looked up as Havok spoke up. The new white-furred stallion had finally come to some level of coherence, and he was looking at his arms, legs, everything as he took in what he had become. He blushed as he looked at his hands, thicker and topped with black ends that looked like little mini-hooves, though rounded to remain finger-like. His arms were thicker, and so was his physique in general, save for the rounded hips that just looked soft and giving for a proper breeding.

Havok reached down to his cock, which was most of the way back into a sheath, and he poked the tip of his new horse dick. Draconicon chuckled.

"It takes a bit to get used to it."

"Um...did you mean to..."

"Well, part of me did. And...mmmph..."

He rubbed his forehead. The horse instincts were still there, both the ones that wanted to enjoy being rutted like a mare in heat and the parts that wanted to go upstairs and create a whole herd of sluts. They warred for a moment, and he leaned towards the domination side of things. More to the point, he made himself lean in that direction.

"Okay...I don't think any of us are getting any sleep tonight," he muttered.

"Master?" Havok asked. "Um...are you going to..."

"Gonna make a herd. Yes."

"Hmmph. And I thought you were supposed to not do that," Ellyra said. "Why aren't you getting in trouble for that?"

"One, master," he said. "Second, because I'm only doing it to the harem, minus maybe two people, and everyone else seems to love being transformed and customized for short periods of time."

"But -"

"Emphasis on short periods of time," he said. "You know that the herd stuff before would have kept going without Tatyana coming around to fix it."

"...Okay, okay, point. Counterpoint. You would have loved it."

"You can't prove that."

"Hee hee, I think the last few minutes show how much you love being a big sexy stallion, master."

"...Anyway."

Draconicon shook his head. He probably would shrug off the stallion shape by morning, or afternoon at the very latest. However, with nothing to do tomorrow but indulge, he was ready to make an all-nighter of this.

Time to see how many of his harem could be both fucked and fuck him afterward before morning.

The End

Summary: Draconicon indulges with Ellyra and another friend, and then sets down some rules.

Tags: M/F, M/M, Dragon, Transformation, Stallion, Unicorn, Horse, Equine TF, Big Dick, Oral, Musk, Sweat, Orgasm, Cum, Anal, Herd, Series,