FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

The title of the website sits at the top of the laptop screen. "Preg'n'Go" in bold letters with different species centric brands underneath it:equine, feline, canine and so on. With more specific products at the bottom. I click on the horse brand product, gulping slightly as I look over its description, reading parts of it out loud as I go.

"Increases fertility... always use gloves... if comes in contact with skin... buy a fur-safe shaver?" I ask the last part out to myself. "Why would I-?"

I don't even get to finish the question before the telephone rings out and brings me out of thought. After jumping slightly and taking a moment I get up and head over to the land-line, picking it up with a friendly 'Hello?'.

"Alice? It's Jasmine," a feminine voice comes over the line.

"Oh, hey Jasmine. How are you?" I ask, smiling softly.

"Doing good, just making sure if me coming over tomorrow is still good?"

"Yeah... actually, would you mind pushing it back a little? I think I'll need you're help with something."

"Sure, when we're you thinking?"

"About three to four working days?" I ask as I look back at the computer screen.

(Prospective change)

My left hand grips the strap of my bag as I sit on the train, looking out at the fields as they speed past me. I watch a few horses in one of them, only half focusing on them, barely glimpsing a couple of them having sex. This takes me out of the daze I was in with a slight moan, making me blush slightly before trying to not attract attention. These thoughts are pushed down instantly and I try to distract myself, watching stops come and go.

Time passes and I finally see the stop before my friend's one, so I begin to get ready and up. Once things get settled between stops I get up and go to the door, waiting for the train to get to my destination. I exit the train once it stops and the doors open, looking around and finding Alice waiting for me. We hug and I ruffle her hair, smiling softly.

"How are you doing?" I ask her, starting to walk with her towards her house.

"I'm doing ok, the farm's doing good too. Got a mare or two in need of... well, I need to use 'the' cream on them." She replies, blushing as she mentions the cream.

"I've never heard of a farmer not being ok in dealing with a horse's reproductive cycle. I mean objectively."

"I don't mind cleaning them, you know... down there. I'm just not into the idea of dealing with their reproductive side of stuff."

"Why not? It's not like you're going to bend over and beg him to fuck you."

"Jasmine!" Her voice becomes high pitched, blushing even deeper.

"What?

"Don't say something like that! That's perverted..."

"Well, maybe. But I mean, if the horse wants it..." I say teasingly, laughing softly at her embarrassment.

"You're so weird."

We continue to laugh and share jokes on our way to the farm, passing a few fields on the way. I notice a scarecrow in one or two of them absent mindedly, especially when there's a slowness in conversation. Once we get to the farm I take it in the scenery and the main building. There is the main wooden house, two stories high without painted walls and red shingles, a chimney on the side. It's the ideal picture of a farm house, rustic and well lived in. A large stable is on the side of the house, obviously where the horses are being kept. Once we get through the door, we relax slightly and sit on one of the couches.

"So, what exactly is it you want me to do?" I ask her, smirking slightly.

"I... I need you're help in something." She responds, blushing deeply.

"Well, I got that, but you just said to 'bring gloves and help me out'. Want me to cut someone up or something?"

"Wha-! No! Where did that come from?"

"Alice, relax, I'm just trying to downplay whatever is on your mind. It's obviously getting to you, relax."

"Jasmine... seriously..." She trails off slightly, looking away. "Well... it has to do with my horses... my mare's actually."

"Your mares? What's happened? Did one of the stallions get too rough or something?"

"No, it does involve the stallions though... I've been... I've been trying to get some new foals for the farm, been trying for a year or so. But nothing seemed to work, so I brought this cream."

She gets up and goes over to a set of drawers, opens a draw and pick something out. When she brings it to me, I manage to read the title of the plastic cup. "Preg'n'go Horse Cream" in big, bold, friendly letters at the top of the sticker, with "Make the mare's belly grow with foals." as a tagline bellow in a smaller font. I take a moment as I read it, before looking back up at her.

"You're gonna have to explain this to me, Alice." I say, raising an eyebrow.

"I need your help applying this cream onto one of my mare's. I don't want to risk the health of all of my mares, so I thought to try it out on one before doing the rest. As well as making sure it works," she replies.

"You brought me all this way... to finger a mare's cunt?"

"Jasmine!"

"What? That's basically what you're asking me, it's just to help a stud fill her belly with some hot young foals."

"Why do you have to be so weird?"

"Hey, I'm not the farmer who's scared of horse privates, I hope you clean them..."

"Of... of course I do!"

"Good, now, let's go breed a horse." I say with a smile, grabbing the gloves from my bag and putting them on.

"Jasmine..." Alice half whines.

"Alice..." I reply in the same tone.

She follows me with the cream as I walk out to the stables, still blushing deeply and tentative. We exit the back door of her house and walk to the big, wooden building, sliding the main door to it with a huff. Six stalls on either side of the stable are revealed to us, all of them filled with a separate stud and mare each.

The smell is intense and thick in the warm summer air, with this sort of heat it wouldn't make a difference if they could sweat. Not that it seems to matter to me... my body warms up with the scent that meets my nose. I take a nice sniff, barely being able to distinguish between mare and stud, only taking in the equine scent. This makes my folds grow wet, bringing a blush to my cheeks just like Alice.

"Sorry about the stench, summer heat and all." She says, leading me to the third stall on the right.

'Stench? Is that what she calls it?' I think to myself, licking my lips outside of her eyesight. "N-nah... it's ok, don't worry about it."

"Thanks, anyway, here she is."

With this, she opens the stall door, revealing the big, round, slightly muscular ass of the mare. The horse has a chestnut coat with a dark brown tail, which whips around slightly every now and then, giving me a slight look at her cunt. She has thick lips, with a slight bulge at the bottom of her folds, glistening slightly with her juices. From where I am, I can smell her heat with tentative sniffs. It is slightly softer and higher in tone than what seems to be the stallions scent.

"S-so... she's the one who hasn't been getting pregnant?" I ask, images of the fornicating run through my mind.

"Yeah, I don't know what it is. The vet hasn't found anything wrong with her, so I hope this helps out..." She trails off before giving me the cream. "It said to give two fingers worth every application."

"Ok, w-will do."

I open the pot and take two finger's worth of the cream, putting the pot aside, going back over to the mare's large backside. She lifts her tail slightly, as if she knows what is about to happen while constantly looking at me while I move. Moving her tail to the side, I begin applying the cream to the mare's cunt, dipping my fingers into her heat. The smell of the cream is overpowered by the horse's scent which is deep, thick, and very musky.

Alice moves on the edge of my vision taking the cream back inside the house, which I don't take much notice on. I can't help but take stock of the equine themed vagina in front of me, noticing the differences between it and my own. It has a onix black colour to it, with a slightly leather feel to it, wet and ready for any stud that may want his way with her. I'm almost jealous of mares sometimes, being able to take a stallion length with a weird easiness to it.

My mind drifts to images of me under that stud, my legs in a wide stance under him. Taking his flare like a good girl... These ideas keep me distracted enough for a foot to slide on some hay underneath it, sending me face first into the mare's heat. I gasp, open my mouth, and go wrap my lips around part of the horse's pussy. The taste of horse juice and cream fill my mouth, the suddenness of it causing me to gulp some of it down. It's deep, musky, and with a feminine overtone.

My hands go to her large ass cheeks to push myself away, but... the musk filling my lungs stop me for a moment. It seeps into my mind for a moment, tempting me to stay where I am, even for a moment. I moan and give a tentative lick, moving back slowly and gulping the taste down my throat with an almost drunk giggle. What's gotten into me...?

'Such a pervert... you are a dirty girl!' I think to myself, cleaning my lips before wiping my face clean. A part of me wants to try again, but I hold myself back. Allowing myself just to dip a finger into the mare's folds and licking up some of her juices. When I do this, I feel so damn dirty... doing it with an animal. A creature that can't verbalise consent, but... I mean if I horse didn't want it to happen, they can just kick back, right? Maybe I am a perv or something, just trying to justify my own perverted desires.

I sniff the scent left on my face for a second, endulging it with a sort moan for a moment wiping my face clean. My fingers finish rubbing the cream into the mare's folds, wiping my hands off before going back inside Alice's house. Finding her rubbing some of the cream into her neck, making me give her a strange look.

"What are you doing?" I ask her, chuckling softly.

She jumps and turns around, moving the cream behind her like a child hiding a broken toy. "Nothing!"

"Seriously? Come on, little miss 'I'm too afraid to use it on a horse'."

"I-I just... wanted to see what it'd do."

"What do you mean?" She gives me the cream bottle and I look at the instructions, especially the part where it says 'no physical contact'. "Alice, do you just disregard these things?"

"I just want to get used to it, and I thought... if I used it on myself..." She blushes and looks at the floor.

I give her a head rub and sigh, shaking my head. "What am I going to do with you? Wanna wash it off?"

"Nah... I'm sure I'll be fine." She replies, rubbing her elbow softly.

"You sure? You don't sound so sure about it."

"Yeah, don't worry about it."

She gives me a weak smile, one that I'm not exactly believing. But I guess I can't push it, at least not yet. I try not to worry as we continue to talk throughout the day, not wanting to waste the whole day. Time passes slowly, but surely. It's not like I want to leave as the day passes, but since she doesn't have a TV, or any other form of entertainment, things will feel longer than usual. Once the clock hits 4 o'clock, we wrap things up. With me getting my stuff packed, and her just getting her keys and putting her shoes on.

"Come on, I'm sure we can get the next train if we're quick." Alice says softly with a sigh.

"Fair enough," I reply as we head out.

She leads the way as we walk, being a lot more quiet than on the way in, guessing it's from tiredness. With no particular, we pass the same fields in reverse order, the sunset light giving the hay fields a nice burning gold feel to them. The wind rolls over the crops softly, creating a nice ripple affect to them. This gives a slightly nice distraction as we draw closer to the train station.

Once we get to the single platform station, it doesn't take more than ten minutes before the train arrives. We hug softly as we say our goodbyes, after getting onto the train we wave while the train's doors close and it sets off. I sit down at one of the window seats with a sigh, looking out at the same scenery as when I came in, now with a golden shine to it. I see the same horses too, now either laying on their sides or lazily gracing. The two that may have been the ones fucking before nuzzle eachother, sharing the moment softly.

I close my eyes and imagine myself as the mare, nuzzling the stud softly. My imagination builds up slightly as the stud moves his broad tongue into my maw, dancing with mine softly. Things take a turn while I now imagine being under the horse, having his large cock ramming into my cunt, spreading me open almost uncaringly. I feel my folds grow wet and hot within my panties, making me blush as I open my eyes.

I look around slightly, finding no-one near me has taken notice. With a bite of my lips I move up and to the bathroom, locking the door behind me. My hands tremble as I undo my trousers and move my already wet panties to the side, rubbing my clit softly with a pair of fingers moving into myself. The thoughts of having horse cock shoved into my pussy turns me on more than it has any right to... My folds feel a little thicker than usual, but I don't give a damn, just caring to masturbate to orgasm.

"Oh fuck... that's it horse, make me your mare! Fuck! Right there! Don't stop!" I call out, getting to my knuckles before adding a third finger into my folds, finger fucking myself for minutes.

My pinkie goes to my asshole and tickles it softly, circling my tight hole as I come closer to cumming. With a gasp and a whimper, my legs tremble with need. I let my head back and yell out, gushing my feminine juices onto the floor. A series of loud begs escape my lips as my folds clamp down onto my fingers with each wave of pleasure working through my body.

"Fuck yes! Just... just like that!" I bend over and almost present myself to the door, running through the last winks of my orgasm, looking down at my wet fingers. 'Fuck... was I that worked up?'

I pant and gasp softly, giving myself a minute before grabbing a few tissues, wiping my wetness up softly. Sweat forms on my forehead before I wipe that up too, moving to the mirror and looking at myself while I wash my hands. My nose flares slightly as I smell my own scent, taking a moment before realising how horse like it is... I try not to worry, putting it up to the farm work.

'You're such a pervert... wanting to fuck horses...' I think to myself, biting my lips in a still burning need. 'Spreading your legs for his cock, bent under the large cock.'

This gets me going again, but... as much as I want to, I know that I can't finger myself again. I redo my jeans and try to keep myself relaxed while I head back to my chair. Time passes slowly, making me more and more frustrated while I sit and keep myself distracted, which is easier said than done. Images infiltrate my mind, keeping me horned up and blushing, making minutes feel like hours.

'Fuck... I'm not going to last at this rate...' I manage to think, watching each stop go past with increasing anxiety.

I see the third stop before mine, right on the edge of my city. This causes me to get up and shuffle to near the door, just to have something to do other than sit and think. The last two stops are almost the longest, keeping me on the edge of a lust fuelled maturation session. Once I get to the stop I get off and quickly walk to my apartment block, not looking up at anyone. My feet take me up to my apartment and I enter, locking the door behind me, taking a moment before stripping.

Once naked, I go to my bedroom and feel under my bed, finding a closed, heavy box and bringing it out. I bring out a 14 inch long horse themed dildo with a bottle of lube, squirting a thick layer onto the giant fake cock. This spur of the moment purchase was something I brought when I found my more... equine affinity, something I could never tell anyone though. My hand grip its base and takes it to the bathroom, preferring to be ready for any clean up if needed.

"Such a big boy..." I mutter as I put the cock onto the bath's side, lining it up to my vagina. Spreading my folds before I slam down onto the dildo, it reaching my cervix easily. I gasp and moan, reacting like a real horse had just rammed into me. With gusto, my body keeps pushing up and down onto the length harshly, acting like a real horse is treating me like a mare. My folds grow wet quickly, rubbing my clit as I spread my love canal. "Fuck me! That's a good boy!"

I can't keep quiet while I fuck myself on the large dildo, something beginning to build up in my hips. Something seems to happen as I try to satisfy my urges, something other than my lust. My hips grow wider, ever so slightly, so slowly I barely notice. A bulge at the top of my ass cheeks begins to form, moving out slightly with a few hairs forming. I don't take notice, not caring about the changes, the back of my mind somehow relating it to what Alice was worried about.

My cunt feels more receptive to the dildo than normal, but it also feels slightly numb, making me work harder to cum. I manage to see myself in the mirror set on the sink, having not nailed it up yet. The mirror shows my face seeming to change slightly, my chin to my nose seems to push out slightly, only going a few centimetres before slowing to a stop.

I look away and I focus on the cock inside my cunt, on the horse in need of a mare to seed. That's all I become concerned with, milking the giant equine dick in my vagina. I'm not concerned with the changes, only with cumming on the mushroom tipped cock in my love canal. The orgasm is slow building and takes almost half an hour in total to come to. Bringing me to a trembling, yelling, spurting orgasm, raking through my mind with pleasure.

This one feels bigger and more primal than the last, making me sink onto the length and sit on the side of the bath. I rest and gasp for a few minutes, taking a moment before rising slowly, the shlong moving out of me with a *shlop*. A pleasurable shiver runs through my body, which brings a sigh to my lips. The mirror shines in the light of the room and grabs my attention. With most of my mind back to semi normality, I'm now curious to see what has happened while I pleased myself.

I grab the mirror and look at myself, finding my ears slightly lengthened with my new 'muzzle'. Moving the mirror to see my ass, finding it bigger and wider than it was before. Is this why she wanted me to use gloves? A part of me wishes I hadn't got a face full of it... but as I imagine myself under a stud, filled to the brim with actual horse cock. I am actually glad I had, feeling like a deep seated desire is being realised.

As I watch my ass wiggle softly in the mirror, I feel my face blush deeply, my heart racing slightly. Even more images run through my mind, making me horny again. Is this how horny horses get? If it is... then I could get used to this. I keep the mirror in my hand as I leave the bathroom, leaving the dildo for cleaning later, heading to the bedroom.

I put the mirror on the foot of my bed wiggle my butt at it a little, playful and naughty. With a slight sigh I move onto the bed and lay on my back, relaxing for a little before my hands move to my breasts. My grip is hard as I grab and knead them like a kit to their mother's teat. A small sigh escapes from my lips while I with myself, letting one hand fall away from an erect nip.

I look at myself in the mirror, laying back with a sigh as I grab a breast, focusing on my enlarged nipple. Pinching, tugging and playing all happen in seconds, bringing a moan out before I bite my lip. Despite being less sensitive, having more to play with, I get more out of it. My boobs jiggle softly with my trembling body, making me laugh slightly.

After a few minutes of playful nipple teasing, my body gets more needy, ordering more pleasure to be sated. This burning need comes from my folds, which are wet and still swollen. A small part of me doesn't want to do it, in case it makes it worse. But the rest of my brain, the part under the influence of my new horniness. I move my hand down to my clit tentatively, rubbing my still mostly sensitive clit.

My body trembles as I rub my clit, using my other hand to repeatedly delve two fingers into my folds. I watch the skin around my vagina begin to darken, only stopping when it matches my cunt. Images flash inside my mind, the stud from the way home, his equine cock throbbing and pre-cumming underneath his barrel chest. This makes me a hell of a lot wetter, like my folds know what they're made for now. Small droplets of my juices sink into my bed, almost feeling wasted when it could be used to lube up a stallion. Fuck... I really do have a mare's cunt now... a dark chocolate colour that would only match the stud's balls as he fucks me.

My folds thicken a little more as I push my fingers deeper into myself, my skin getting slightly less sensitive as it changes. I switch between looking down and closing my eyes in pleasure as my fingers spread my folds. This gives me a good look at my new internal flesh, when I can focus on it. The insides are softer, valvety and all made to take the biggest of horse cocks. I move onto my front and push my ass up, like the mirror is a prospective stud to be coaxed into fucking my brains out. My fingers delve back into my folds, fingering myself with a soft moan.

As I add a third finger into my mare hole and rub out my clit, I let out a small, feral whinny of pleasure. Like I'm letting out a small new part of me, a part that has been a knot of longing and needing, finally coming undone. I let another one out, blushing at how naughty it made me feel, mixing in with a snort on the next go. The two acts relief some buildup of sexual need inside my mind, coaxing me to do it more as I continue to pleasure myself.

As I focus on my mental changes, the physical changes seem to focus on my lower half, building up from the pit of my stomach. Sudden pain and pleasure rake through my body as my hips widen and my ass rounds out. This brings my focus back to my cunt, adding a fourth and fifth finger into my body. I damn near fist myself, imagining a giant stud above me with his mushroom tip teasing my cunt. The newest changes move to my blossoming tail, letting the hairs grow further, becoming more luscious and shiny as they lengthen. It feels amazing, the feeling of becoming more beastial. Of parts of my humanity being replaced by the beast growing inside me.

I move my fingers deeper, my mind replacing my fingers with his flaring tip, ramming it home into my hole. My body trembles as my fingers spread my newly changed hole, giving me my first feel of what beast on beast action will feel like. Mindless fucking between two horned up animals, and that's how I feel right now, an animal taking care of her urges. My nostrils flare as I take a sniff of the air, almost tasting my own musk with how deep it is in the air. How I'd love for it to be his musk... his scent...

"Come on... that's a good stud..." I whisper half to myself, begging the imaginary horse. "Fu-uck, I'm a good mare! A good mare!"

My rub my clit faster as I look back at myself in the mirror, my mind putting the horse over me, tempting me to make fantasy into reality. I imagine the horse's powerful hips trust into me, making me practically gush onto the bed. All the changes and thoughts rolling through my head shoots pleasure through my body. Starting from my cunt, firing along my spine and overloading my mind. Warm girl cum squirts from my folds, my fingers at my clit spraying the juices out a little as I orgasm over my sheets. It almost feels like my folds move as I cum, milking what it thinks is a giant horse cock.

"Fuck yeah! Tha-that's it!" I scream, cumming over and over again, my eyes rolling up in pure bliss as I gasp and pant for each breath.

My body twitches in pleasure while I ride this orgasm for all it's worth. It wrecks through my body for minutes, leaving me a well cummed mare. Laying on my side as my mind tries to process everything. I lift a leg and look down at the mirror, watching my newly reformed ass and hips with happiness. My equine lips winking slightly like a feral mare around my hand, which is fully inside myself. I hadn't noticed, thanks to my larger proportions and more accommodating vagina.

I slowly pull my hand out and reveal my ass hole, now large and horse-like, a doughnut of equine goodness. Before I pull my hand away, I finger my ass softly, using my juices as makeshift lube. But the enjoyment is cut short by the vibrating of my phone, taking my attention away. With a groan of slight annoyance I pick it up with my free hand, answering it without looking at the caller.

"He-hello?" I ask.

"Jasmine?" A feminine voice asks, sounding a little weird.

"Alice? Fu-fuck... is that you?"

"Yeah, can you come over again? I... I need your help..."

---Prospective Change---

"Fuck, where are you?" I ask out loud, my legs trembling in need as I bite my lips.

Walking around the room slowly, I pass a mirror and glimpse the changes that have happened, making me stop for a moment. The skin along my neck has grown a growing layer of fur, with my face and ears elongated slightly. I can feel heart racing as I look over the changes, my hand going to the collar of my shirt, pulling it up slightly. My ears twitching down slightly in half formed processes, feeling it come from the sadness washing over me.

Why...? Why was this happening to me? Why didn't the cream warn me?

All go unanswered when I look away from the reflective surface, not bearing to look at the changes going through my body. My eyes focus on the computer for a moment, looking at the tabs left open. The two main ones being the website's FAQ and the customer reviews, neither of which were much help. Most people don't seem to have been gullible to allow skin contact. And from the ones that did have physical contact with the cream, they all seemed... strange. Almost like the enjoyed whatever's happening to me, which doesn't help me in finding a way to reverse this.

I am startled by a knocking at my front door, bringing me out of my thoughts. After a few seconds of me relaxing slightly, I slowly move towards the door, looking through the window tentatively. A taller figure stands in front of it, covered head to toe in thick clothes. Including a pair gloves, a scarf around their face, some sunglasses and a sun hat. I take a chance and open the door, half looking out at the figure.

"Jasmine?" I ask the figure, worried that I've messed up.

"Hey Alice, looks like we got something to talk about." She replies, moving the scarf down and revealing her stretched out face.

"Ja-Jasmine... you...?"

"Started changing? Yeah, can I come in? I don't want someone finding out about this."

I nod and back up, opening the door for her. She enters and closes it behind herself, removing her hat, her glasses, the scarf and the outer layer of her clothes. This reveals her own changes to me, her eyes looking back at me with a mixture of intrigue, passion, with a slight undertone of worry that seems to be pushed down by something. My eyes are fixed on hers before looking down at her body. Her thicker thighs, the thick bulge going down the back of one of her legs, her breasts having moved down slightly to better represent her more feral side.

"Alice...?" Jasmine asks softly, walking closer to me with a sway to her hips, something that looks like she's attempted practice at. "Are you you checking me out? Or are you just happy to see me?"

"Wha-? What do you mean?" I ask back, blushing as I look away. I feel her lips against my ear, nibbling on it slightly while her warm breath washes over my skin. Such a small action... it makes me tremble slightly, something beginning to burn inside me.

"You were looking over my body like a horny teen, and I can smell your need on you."

"Smell my need? Jasmine, I don't understand..."

"Let me show you then," she smiles before locking her lips around mine.

I freeze for a moment, like a deer in the headlights, feeling her lips move slowly against mine. After a moment she pulls back, bitting her lips while I blush deeply. The burning builds up inside me, making my heart race in need, feeling hot and heavy all the way from my cheeks to my inner thighs. Thoughts seem to leave me as my folds grow wet, my legs trembling softly in need.

'Shou-should I... should I respond?' I think to myself.

After a moment of thought, I move back into the kiss and moan. She grabs my breast tightly as she comes back into the kiss, making me gasp through my nose, my lips parting. In a split second, she moves her tongue into my mouth and French kisses me. I make sure to respond to her tongue, wrapping my arms around her hips. We stay in the kiss until we're both hot, panting, and steamy, pulling our maws away slightly.

"Fuck..." I manage to say, not knowing what to say.

"That felt good, hey... Wanna try something really naughty?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"Come with me," she puts her hand into mine.

I follow Jasmine as she brings me out back, heading towards the stallion stalls. I can't help but blush slightly, unable to keep my eyes away from her behind... Did her ass and hips get bigger...? Might just be my imagination, maybe I hadn't notice. As we draw closer to the stalls, our pace slows to a stop, right in front of one of the horses. Jasmine turns and brings me into a hold, our bodies press up against each other.

"Wanna do it in front of one of them?" She asks, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

"What? Are you kidding?" I reply while looking between her and the horse.

"Come on, it'll be like doing it in the same room as a dog. I mean, he doesn't know any better, does he? Anyway, if he does know better, maybe he can get a little 'self pleasure' from it."

"Jasmine... I..."

"I get that it's a little... risqué. How about we start a little at a time? If you wanna stop, we'll stop."

I take a moment before replying, biting a lip slightly. "O-ok... I just, it feels weird, that's all."

"I know, but it'll feel good, like getting watched without the judgement, you know?" Jasmine gives me a small smile.

"I get that."

Jasmine nibbles at my neck and tightens her grip around my back, coaching a gasp from me. I'm acutely aware of the horse, who is going between looking at us and taking a mouthful of hay. My hands go to her ass and grope it tightly, resting my head on her shoulder. Her hands move to my sides and down my front, two fingers pressed up against my zipper in a rubbing motion.

"You... I said slow..." I breath out softly, feeling myself grow wet at her groping.

"We're just getting started sweetie," she winks.

Her fingers unzips me slowly, as if to tease me, unbuckling and taking off my belt. My trousers fall to the ground and reveal my pink undies, a growing wet spot forming at the front. She pulls them down enough to allow access, her fingers going to my folds and digging into my love canal slightly. I gasp and tremble in her grip, feeling her fingers fill me up slightly. The heat begins to get to me, moving up from my loins, through my body and up into my cheeks.

"O-oh Jasmine... that's it..." I moan out slightly, kicking my trousers to the side.

"It feels good, right?" She asks, thumbing my clit rhythmically, switching between circular and upward motions.

"Yeah, like... really good... go deeper!"

She giggles and does as I say, digging her fingers even deeper into my pussy. I grip her ass tightly as a dull pain moves up from my cunt, not too bad or distracting, but still noticeable. My body trembles in her tightening hold while my folds begin to bulge out, becoming thicker and slightly leather-like, meeting up at the base of my cunt. The clit begins to thicken slightly, becoming bigger to match the overall size of my vagina. I push away slightly and look down at my inner thighs, watching my vaginal and the area around it turn a hazelnut brown.

"What the...?" I half ask myself, my brain trying to process my new equine folds, which almost seem to wink back at me.

"Look at that, you've got your own set now." Jasmine replies, nosing and nudging my face softly as she continues to finger me, adding a third finger into me.

"What do you mean? What's... what's happening to me?"

"Something beautiful, don't you think? You've always said you've admired horses."

"Not their cunts... I've never liked their..." I breath out, falling silent as a fourth finger is added the the other three, breaking my previous record. Jasmine watches the look on my face and snorts slightly, ramming her fingers into my pussy. My new folds send signals through my body and up into my brain, trying to translate it, as wetness begins to grow from them. "Fuck! Jasmine! I-I can... I can feel something coming!"

"Come on, let it out!" Jasmine calls out, seeming to share whatever is happening to me.

"I-I! I'm cumming! Don't stop! Please! AHHH!" Pleasure shoots through my body like electricity, squirting around her fingers with a gush of girl cum. I dig my fingers into her ass and moan like a slut taking her first cock, trembling while I put my weight against her. Seconds pass by as my senses come back to me, letting Jasmine move away slightly. "What's... what's happening to me?"

"The same thing as me, the cream changes people... I got a face full of the stuff, so I changed more. But sex seems to push it further... I think we may be changing into mares." Jasmine explains, removing her fingers from inside me.

"Mares? Is that why you wanted to... to do all that?"

"Partly, but mostly because I need some satisfaction."

"Satisfaction?"

"Yeah..." She trails off before walking over to the horse, putting her hand on the horse's nose, who snorts and sniffs at it with interest.

"What... what are you doing?" I ask, panting softly.

"I may have had an alternative motive for this Alice... I... I want to try something, and I want to get some help with it. Only if you want to, of course."

"What is it?"

"I... I want to have sex with one of your stud... or studs..."

"What, the, fuck?" I ask her, trying my best to express disgust on my face.

"You've seen how big they are, and you know what the cream is doing to us... why shouldn't we test it out?"

"Because they're animals! They can't consent! They're horses for crying out loud!"

"So are we! That's what we're becoming!" Jasmine yells back, undressing in front of me, revealing her body to me. I focus on her body, looking at the mixture of human and equine features. Her larger ass and wider hips, her tail, a thin coat of fur covering most of her skin. "I mean, for crying out loud, if we can't stop the cream, then we'll probably end up like this stud here."

"But Jasmine..."

She ignores me and presses her lips against the horse's, moaning out softly as she plays with her nipple. I can't stop looking at her, blushing deeply when she switches her mouth out for her other nip, putting into the equine's mouth. The horse nibbles and sucks on it slightly, letting out a hot blow of air through his nostrils. Jasmine pets his head softly and reassures him, planting a kiss onto the bridge of his snout.

"Such a good boy... you know, no one has to know." She says, turning her attention back to me. "We can have our fun, and no one has to know."

"We'd know, Jasmine. We'd know what we did..." I trail off.

"We would be horses, Alice. Did you forget we're changing? All we would know is horse cock and giving foals, you gotta wonder... how it'd feel to be fucked with a bulging belly..." She trails off for a moment. "The weight of our previous love making keeping me in place..."

I blush as my nose twitches softly, something making my nostrils sniff softly. It's warm, deep... fuck... is that her lust? Is that what mares smell like? What I smell like? Fuck, I gotta look away. This isn't right, is it? I mean... they can't consent to sex, with humans. But like Jasmine said, we're not fully human now. So, they can consent to us, if we're horses.

"Good boy... lick my nipples like a good foal..." Jasmine lets out, moaning as she begins playing with her pussy.

I move around Jasmine as she's distracted, finding it slightly difficult to walk. My heart races slightly as I look down to find my upper thighs are now thicker, my lower legs slightly thinner. Knowing I can't focus on that, I walk into the stables and find the stall that my stallion is held in. The moans and snorts of the two of them comes to my ears, letting me know Ives found the right one. With a creak, I open the door and reveal the backside of the horse, his puffy doughnut, his large, semi-erect cock and balls.

'What am I doing?' I ask internally, a shrinking part of my brain trying to pull me away.

I move closer and sniff softly, almost tasting his musk in the air. The smell is amazing; deep, horny, and the apetamy of masculinity. My heartbeat rises as I come closer to his plump ass, the perfect combination of muscle and fatness. The hariy tail bobs slightly while the equine focuses on the 'mare' in front of him. Knowing how horses are, I step to the side and put a hand onto his back, petting him softly and calmly. My hand seems to work on its own, moving to his ass and gripping it tightly. With minimal effort, my clothes seem to remove themselves through my hands.

With a soft moan I move behind him, feeling comfortable enough to be behind him. Both hands focus on his ass, spreading his cheeks while two fingers open his doughnut hole. My nose presses against his anus and sniff deeply, tasting his overwhelming scent. Musk... sweat... everything I imagined it would be. So many repressed urges and thoughts, all coming out in exchange for his eroma via my nostrils.

"So... good..." I moan, giving it a tentative lick, blushing as my mind gets overwhelmed from the musk filled taste.

My tongue rasps over his doughnut, locking my lips around it before pulling at it, plopping it out softly. I repeat the action, over and over, my tongue circling the inside of his ring. This doesn't get a reaction out of the horse, good thing too... I wouldn't want to be watched doing this. Although, most thoughts of embarrassments go out of the window as my hands go to his cheeks and knead his skin, spreading his ass slightly. I enjoy the intimate act, licking and lapping his ass like a slutty mare. His gigantic ass is perfect to me, full and fat in all the right areas.

After an eternity of musk and lustful acts, I move down from his ass slowly, enjoying his sweaty skin until I get to his large balls. Fuck... they're like two cooking apples; large, musky, cum filled cooking apples. I've... I've always loved apples; granny smiths, honey crisps, toffee covered... apples... The fact that they feel so heavy, just makes me wonder how much cum they have stored up. I should have relieved him more often, but at least I can get a lot now.

'How...? How would they feel slapping against my cunt?' I ask internally, my thoughts almost coming out of my mouth, if it weren't for those same balls keeping my mouth full.

I suck on one, and then switch to the other, the pleasure overwhelming a dull pain forming through my body. They taste amazing, masculine and the prime example of manliness. My nose boops against them after I finish worshipping them, moving under his large, barrel of a belly. The sounds of the barn seem to quite down from under him, but the heat seems to heighten slightly. I bite my lips softly and move my hips up, my ass cheeks hotdogging the horse's cock. Working up and down his length softly, my body working on its own accord.

"Alice... you look so good down there... when did you get a snout?" Jasmine asks me, making me give her a questioning look. My hands go to my face, trembling softly as I go a little cross eyed in trying to look at myself. Tentatively, I follow my face, finding it more elongated than it was before. It feels like and actual mare's muzzle, rather than my own face. I give a slight snort in disbelief, trying to move out from under the horse.

"What the hell? What's happening to m- AHHHH!" I scream out in pain as the horse somehow finds my pussy in the confusion, ramming his cock as deep as possible while he could. The large, merciless length fills me up, half of his cock disappearing into my body. His mushroom like cock tip digging deep into my body, hitting a number of sensitive areas just right. He pulls back before driving his length into my stretched hole, making me clench around him in slightly pain. "Wait! Fuck! He's fucking my cunt!"

"Probably because he has a mare now, been pent up..." Jasmine pets his head softly, licking his lips softly. "Do you want him to stop?"

"I... I!" My mind races as something inside me changes, a burning need shoots up into my brain and overrides the last part of my reservations. As I'm bred, fucked like a slutty mare, I move my head back in a shout. "I want him to breed me!"

I push back on his hard cock, calling out as my body is stretched beyond what it was originally designed for. But now... it's made to take horse cock, getting closer to the being my final equine form. My hands go to the floor while I ride my stud's shaft, finding my nails turning a near onix black. Parts of my body change, slowly and almost intentionality.

"Fuck me stud! Fuck! Breed me! Don't stop! Don't stop!" I shout in pure bliss, feeling the horse's pre-cum seep into my womb, almost like it's being absorbed into my very being. Which now feels like it's moving deeper into my body slightly, my love canal stretching to accommodate the change. I neigh softly, now it feels more natural than to speak.

"That's a good mare, tell the stud how good it feels... neigh for him." Jasmine lets out from above the horse, out of my eyesight.

His cock becomes more and more at home inside me, filling me with equine goodness... I can't help but moan at this, feeling my body sweat with the pressures being pushed upon it. The floor almost falls from under me, the chest of the stud now pressing down onto my back. It feels like I've grown a few inches, maybe even more, unable to properly gauge it from where I am. My ears move back against my head, the changes are pushed into full gear while my mind seems to dull slightly.

"Alice... you got real quite down there, you ok?" Jasmine asks, pulling away slightly to look down at me, gasping softly. "O-oh my... you need to have a look at yourself."

She moves away when I give a neigh of confusion, watching her ass sway side to side as she goes back into my house. I'm left being fucked under my stud, moaning, snorting and neighing in bliss, feeling his medial begin moving into my love canal. Jasmine comes back after a minute with a mirror, showing me myself under the horse. What looks back at me is a half formed mare, everything seeming to be there, but only being half baked. My coat of fur is thin and chestnut in colour, my muzzle isn't quite as long as it should be, and my stature is slightly bipedal with a quadrupedal overhead.

"Neigh!" I let out in shock, looking up at her in a mix of fear and confusion. I try to speak, to use words... human words... "Nei-! Neigh!"

I give a snort of anger as my words don't work like they're supposed to, receiving a pat on my head from Jasmine. "There, there Alice... that's a good girl. Don't worry about your words, focus on the cock in you. Just work to get your stud's cum, ok?"

I look up to her and neigh softly, my legs trembling underneath me while my cunt is ravaged by my stallion's cock. Seconds turn into minutes of him ramming his large cock into me, his deep breaths and snorts giving my body chills. He's lasting longer with me than normal, which isn't really saying much, given how short a horse's 'stamina' is. A growing part of me wants him to do it... to cum in me and give me a belly full of foals.

'Come on! That's a good stud... give me foals!' I scream internally, pushing back against his cock, feeling his medial sink even deeper into my body. My folds tighten around his giant length instinctively, I know what that means... I-I'm... I'm gonna cum on his cock! Why does it feel so good? The idea of being a slutty mare, cumming on horsie cock!

Liquid gushes out of the bottom of my folds, splattering down onto the floor, pleasure wrecking through my mind. I let out a triumphant neigh into the air as I orgasm around his cock, clamping on and releasing his rod of equine goodness. My breaths become ragid and heavy, my new hooves stomping onto the ground while my body wheels from the pleasure moving through it. Only a few seconds pass before I feel the stud slams harder into me, barely giving me time to catch my breath before I'm bombarded with equine cock.

Jasmine brings the horse's muzzle up to hers, which still looks half human, and kisses him deeply. Their tongues running and dancing over each other as the stud readies himself to breed another mare. I watch them as I feel his flare grow inside me, spreading me open just as his balls slap against my clit. This seems to being him over the edge and he slams his cock into my cunt, cumming deep into my womb. Thick, fertile, stud level seed fills my body and gives me my first taste of feral jizz. Well... not quite my proper taste.

I neigh, over and over until it feels like my lungs will give out. The stud breaks the kiss and moves from above me and gives my ass a slight nose prod, like he is admiring his work. My body works on its own, turning away from Jasmine, spreading my legs and pushing a little of his seed out from inside me. With a snort and a contented neigh, my vagina opens and closes as I release his sperm, like it's wink back at my friend. The feeling of his thick seed escaping me turns me on again and I bite my lip softly, moving me to push some more out of me.

"You dirty little beast, and you were the apprehensive one..." Jasmine says, jumping the guard and coming to my giant butt. "Can't let it go to waste now."

I don't even try to figure out what she's saying, before she finally presses her mouth against my folds. Her tongue immediately invades my body, feeling like the more she digs in, the more my human parts float away. She drinks up the jizz escaping my body like her life depends on it, gulping it down happily. A part of me feels bad that I'm the one getting all the attention here and she's only had some kisses and licks. But that is soon overridden by another wave of pleasure, a stomping of hooves. This time I let out a long, drawn out snort as I cum again, gushing mare juices onto her face, nickering with a soft whinny.

This seems to please Jasmine, causing her to double her efforts at drinking the mixture of stallion and mare juices. As this final orgasm subsides and she licks up the last of the wetness, I look back at her, my eyes going wide. She's looking more and more like a mare too, her back legs are fully equine, he ears have turned too... fuck, is her tail bigger than mine? Will the stud choose her over me now? That last question barely registers as out of the blue, not that I have much chance to question it.

"You.. look so... good as a... mare..." Jasmine tries to say, seeming to find it difficult.

I turn back around and whinny at her softly, nosing her slightly growing muzzle, as if to question her.

"You've turned... I'm surprised you... didn't notice... "

I barely process the fact that it's probably due to the giant cock up my cunt at the time, or the tungue... My cunt's seen more action in one day than it's seen in weeks. And the fact that it was at the hooves of a horse and a changing human, just makes me feel dirty. Which is good. Mares should be dirty to be bred over and over again. Should I show her? She has helped me so much so far, it'd only be fair to return the favour.

I lick her lips softly, kissing her feral-ly while I watch the stud behind her walking up to her. He noses her ass softly, licking up her ass crack with gusto. Licking her folds and forming doughnut, not caring for the difference, both were warm and musky holes to him. I'm glad to be watching it from an outside prospective, even while in a kiss with a fellow mare.

Jasmine nickers softly into the kiss, her tongue filling my maw, being a lot broader and thicker than before. I lick back at her as our thick lips lock, the passion building up between us. Within the tick of a second the stallion is on top of her, with his forelegs on her shoulders, his cock becoming erect again... He's... he's not a one shot stud... I pull back slowly, sucking on her tongue softly before the stud thrusts into her harshly.

"Fu-u-! A-... ass! He's! In! Ass!" She shouts out in semi broken English, falling onto all fours and lowering her head. Her breath becomes as heavy as mine was, but more primal, less prepared. I clop around behind her slowly, focusing on her ass as her onix black coloured doughnut is stretched around the large cock. I'm jealous at how much cock she can take up her ass, already taking him past his medial ring. "Neigh! Nei-eigh!"

The sight of a horse's ass being stretched is something I won't forget, looking like it's perfectly made to take a foot and a half of cock. She neighs and nickers while she takes the horse cock, quickly adapting to the situation. Not only taking it up her arse, but she starts grinding back up against the horse's cock. It... it makes me kinda jealous. I mean, in half the time she's taken twice the dick. My muzzle goes to her stretched hole and I sniff at it softly, tasting the different mix of scents and musks in the back of my throat.

I lick and lap at her stretched doughnut, getting an actual taste of the two of them. A perfect mix of horse cock and mare runoff, primal tastes that shoots pleasure into my beastial brain. After some minutes of them fucking and me cleaning up their juices, I move back and lose interest, looking around for a moments. My eyes focus on a pale of hay and a pack of grains left aside in the stall, gaining my attention.

'Hungry... grain... hay...' I think, losing the ability to form any complex thought.

I clop over to them and grab a mouthful of grains, chewing on them absent mindedly, gulping them down with a nicker. The noises of the stall get drowned out while I take more and more grains into my stomach, imagining the grains as the stud's thick seed going down my throat. The taste is nice and fairly warming to me, getting too distracted by the food, hearing a few clips behind me before a large stud moves over my body.

The shock makes me buck slightly, trying to look behind me, to find out who's on top of me. My eyes focus on Jasmine and my first stud in the heats of passion, proving it is not him. It feels like a new stud above me, he's heavier... stronger, and even more like a stud. But the tip of his cock presses against my cunt, and my mind instantly calms, spreading my legs slightly in preparation. It feels like my body and mind works on their own, preparing to take his length out of a rutting instinct now built into me.

His tip feels bigger than my previous conquest, the ridge around the flat face of his cock teasing me slightly. I lower my head in preparation, spreading my legs even more. With a small, almost whimper like nicker, I feel his cock move into me. Damn... I'll never get over the feeling of horse cock in me, whether it's fast or slow. This time it's slower, more purposeful than my first horse, like he cares about my body... Shame that I don't!

I push myself back onto his cock and feel him sink into my body, the previous load allowing him an easier push into me. My body allows his length fully into me on the first push backwards and feel him press against my cervix. Loud neighs escapes both of our maws as this happens, my love canal clamping down on his equine dick. The feeling of his length inside me is amazing, his hard cock stretching all the right places, pressing hard against everywhere else.

'Fuck! Fuck! Me! Please fuck me!' I manage to think internally, silently begging the stud to give me another shot of horse cream. My body trembles and shakes under the stallion, grinding my giant butt against his thrusts. It feels like this one won't last as long as my first equine fuck, but that just gives me more reason to go further, aim for more. I push and thrust backwards onto him, wanting to bring him to orgasm even faster.

His flare blooms out like a mushroom and he lets out a loud whinny, stomping a back leg between harsh thrusts. He presses deep into me a cums, filling my womb once again with seed, momentarily extinguishing the burning desires inside me. I neigh with him, clamping down on him, my folds winking slightly on each release, milking his cock as best I can. My mind finally desolves as the last of my humanity evaporates, sinking into a mixture of hunger, lust, and rutting.

This becomes all both Jasmine and I know; horse cock, hay, grains and grass, all of which are kept in high quantities. New people start coming to the farm, replacing the grains, cleaning our stalls, and taking care of us. The owner's son even visits us occasionally, for some private time. He's not as big as my stud, but I buck backwards for him all the same. Although... he has started to smell like my stud more and more. Maybe I'll have another stud around in no time...