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Abigail wasn’t much like the usual clientele. That dark, neon-lit bar made the bright and sunny doe who just walked in stand out all the more. Plenty of patrons turned her way to regard her, standing there in her cute skirt and her modest if form-fitting top. Maybe they assumed she was one of the new dancers and had just used the wrong door. If so, she wasn’t nearly as impressive as some of the others already working the pole, even if she had the tall and busty part working in her favour.

It wasn’t her usual kind of place, but she wasn’t backing down. The doe wasn’t there to convert anyone. She just wanted to have fun, and she didn’t mind the stares. All she did was smile back before merrily clopping into the main area. After briefly tripping down the two stairs that led to the floor anyway. She was fine. Straightening her skirt with a blushy giggle and not bothering to look and see if anyone was laughing, she kept on going, wiggling all the way, until she could flop right down into one of the big cushy chairs right in front of the stage.

She wasn’t there to interrupt anyone’s fun. Abby just wanted to be part of it. The music kept pumping, vibrating the back of her chair and her spine alike. She’d heard there was a particular type at that strip club, and that was exactly what she wanted to see in her particularly susceptible state. For as modest as her clothing might have been, her heat was anything but. Teasing herself when she was in that kind of state wasn’t the wisest decision she’d ever made, but she’d earned a treat, so she figured. She brought plenty of tips, ready to slip into whoever’s thing or cleavage as needed, bills carefully folded in a little purse. It was important to respect the local customs, wherever she went.

It didn’t take long for one of the strippers to notice the unusual guest. Or maybe shi just caught a hint of the doe’s aching, soaking heat that had turned Abby’s panties until they were translucent beneath her skirt. Oh, Abby knew that one! The lovely mare swishing across the stage towards her was one she recognized from her research spree. Misty was striking in the photos, but she was outright stunning in person. The horse stood well above the doe on the stage, giving Abby a good look at everything shi had, swinging those hips nice and slowly to the music.

The doe wanted to take in everything at once, but her eyes were largely on the bounce of that bulge. Trying to contain the mare’s gear in that tight thong seemed like it was hardly worth the effort, given how much was already visible. Why, she was getting a pretty good look at some enticingly thick cock-cleavage so to speak from where she sat. Misty was far from modest in any sense of the word, standing so tall, so sturdy, with curves to absolutely die for, and just watching hir shake was already making Abby bite her lip to keep herself under control. She was [i]mostly[/i] certain they frowned upon her just outright masturbating on the main club floor where everyone could see.

If the mare kept shaking like that, there wasn’t going to be much choice. Abby’s ache only grew more intense when she watched the horse dip down low with hir back against the pole, then spring back up with a firm, jiggling thrust. The doe felt her own jaw drop at the sight. She definitely couldn’t have done that. That Misty was making such intimate eye contact the whole time, wearing that seductive smile. Oh! Abby almost forgot. There might have been no cover charge, but a good dance like that was far from free. She quickly rummaged through her purse to get something appropriate for compensation, hoping she got the right denomination.

Holding out the folded bill, she remembered something else she’d read. Right! She was supposed to make them float. Well, a paper airplane was going to have to do. A little more folding and she sent that arcing through the sky to land at Misty’s hooves. The horse gave a good laugh at that. Shi bent down to pick it up and tuck it into hir thong, but offered Abby a shake of hir head in the process. Hir voice was only just audible over the music, leaving the deer leaning close to the edge of the stage just to hear.

“Oh, honey. Just getting to watch you squirm is payment enough. You looking for something a little more private?”

“Oh!” Abby quickly went back to her purse, counting in her head. “How much does that typically go for?”

Misty just gave another laugh. “For you, hon? Nah, don’t worry about that. I was just about to go on break, and I wouldn’t mind taking you with me. Looks like you could really use the company.”

The doe went extra blushy on the spot. She was soaked at the mere suggestion. Her hands played at the hem of her skirt, resisting the temptation to just lift it up and start touching herself to at least relieve some small trace of the inner ache. She was twitching and flexing, putting out more and more juices, wet enough to fit a horse inside.

“You’d do that for me? You’re right, I’m in a pretty needy place right now.”

“Then that settles it. I’m taking ya somewhere a little quieter.” Misty reached out and Abby took hir hand without thinking, helping hir down from the stage. A heavy thud of those hooves bounced the doe up onto her own. “This way, girl.”

The mare didn’t just guide, shi tugged Abby along, and shi certainly didn’t get any objections. Even if the deer had only actually been there for a few minutes, she couldn't say no to free service. A quick glance around to see who was staring revealed a few jealous glares. Well, they’d get their turn in time too, she was sure! After that, her eyes were purely forward, watching the swish of Misty’s tail and the slight bounce of that fine round ass with every heavy step. Through a curtain they went, down a hall, and then behind a door that the horse locked behind them.

The muffled thump of the music outside was oddly comforting. Life carried on, but it was just the two of them. Abby scanned around that room, spotting all the comfy cushions centred around the central pole. Honestly, it seemed like a great place just to chill with some friends and have some snacks, maybe a few cuddles. She kind of wondered if they rented it out for stuff like that, though that line of thought was going to have to wait. There was an ache inside of her, begging for satisfaction until she held back a whimper and a bleat alike, and a mare who was more than willing to help her out with everything she needed.

They didn’t even bother with the dance. Both of them knew Abby was going through something too urgent for that. Though she still yelped when Misty whirled around and grabbed her by the shoulders. The big, strong horse easily plucked her up off her hooves and left her briefly wiggling. At least there was something cushy to spin and slam her down on. Abby sank down into the cushions beneath her, all splayed out, on full offer to the mare. She remained like that even as Misty shed the last of hir stage outfit, which came with little more than a few quick flicks of hir wrist.

That huge, unsheathed cock spilled down towards Abby’s face, already massive before it even filled out fully. It twitched and slowly rose for every moment Misty spent staring down at the wide-eyed doe panting beneath hir. Abby wasn’t sure why she felt so out of breath. Maybe it was the constant pangs of demanding heat making her clench up tight, pussy flexing around nothing at all as if to milk the air. Maybe it was the sight of the juices running down the mare’s glistening thighs, leaking from a heated pussy of the horse’s own, well hidden beneath those hefty nuts. Breathing Misty’s scent, watching those newly bare breasts bounce eventually left the deer so horny she found herself raising and rolling her hips, grinding up towards the stripper looming above her, paralyzed by the power of the horny washing over her.

Thankfully, Misty didn’t leave her at the mercy of her body for long. The mare was all over her in seconds. At least shi took some care with Abby’s outfit. She liked that shirt! She’d hate to lose a button. Misty smoothly opened it up and let the deer’s tits free, giving them a quick grab before going to work on her bra. Pulling that all aside left hir free to drag the doe out of her skirt and steal those utterly soaked panties. With that juicy fabric in hir clutches, the mare considered them for a moment, then slowly brought them to hir lips for a taste.

Just watching hir do that was enough to make the whimpers finally break free. Abby let out a whining [i]nnnnh[/i] at the sight of the mare lapping up her fluids with hir thick tongue. Misty certainly didn’t half-ass it either. Shi slurped good and deep, and even took those cute panties in hir mouth to suck on a moment. When shi spat them out and set them aside, shi beamed down at the doe, who by then was utterly drunk with lust.

“Ohh, girl. Look at you. You [i]really[/i] needed this. Good thing you found me. Now, let’s not waste any more time. Been a while since I had a good rut. Bare is okay, yeah?”

That heavy blanket of horny energy left Abby barely able to reply. She babbled a little, lips trembling, and then finally settled for giving an eager nod. Damn the consequences. She wanted to feel every single inch of that stiff, thick, dripping horse cock as intimately as she possibly could. Anything that made it take a second longer to get inside of her was unthinkable at that point. A flailing, squirming little wreck of a deer all sprawled out and ready for Misty, The mare found hir spot, pulled those long doe legs up, and let hir shaft rest snug against the trembling pussy lips on full offer to hir.

Abby just hoped the walls were as muffling as they seemed. Otherwise she was liable to bring someone running to rescue her when she scream-bleated like that. It was just plain embarrassing, but she couldn’t hold it back in the slightest. She was so tender, so sensitive that even just a nudge of that blunt tip against her folds made her quiver almost aggressively. Only through great focus and effort did she manage to calm herself down and stop making so much damn noise - at least until she got another inch of stiff, pumping horsecock sheathed smoothly in her cunt.

Misty was only getting started. Simply getting penetrated was already setting Abby off. The best she could do was cling to the big horse and hope she managed to steady herself a little better the longer Misty went. Deeper and deeper the horse pushed, cock spreading out that soaked sex. Abby was elegantly lubed up to make taking all that dick as easy as it could be, but it was still stretching her, still testing her. The way she kept clamping down with her quivering walls wasn’t making Misty’s task any easier, but the horse knew all about fucking soft, overexcited patrons.

“Shhh. Just take it easy, yeah? I’m not gonna hurt you. I can feel that you’re [i]tender[/i], girl.”

“Uhhunnnh ...” Abby sounded like she was moments away from tears.

“Atta girl. Just stay tight and wet for me, you can do that right?”

The doe eagerly nodded at that. She didn’t have to do much else. It was all such a luxury treatment, getting to just lie back and watch the big, sexy stripper [i]taking[/i] her like that. Once Misty was halfway inside, bulging Abby’s middle, bumping hir medial ring up against those soft folds, shi stopped and held that position for a little while. The deer’s eyes drifted down to the outline of all that dick inside her, taking a little mental snapshot before Misty really got going with her. Deep, slowly, sloppy thrusts that slurped and suckled in Abby’s soaking slit made for a song of their own.

For as honest as Misty had been about taking it slow, it didn’t take long before shi went a little faster. Shi couldn’t help hirself when the pussy felt that good, and shi knew what the deer [i]really[/i] needed. Abby didn’t walk into that establishment hoping for some teasing, or for some soft, romantic sex. The good girl needed it [i]bad[/i], and Misty was happy to give her everything she craved and so much more. A thump, a thrust, a steady rhythm, and eventually Misty found hir pace fucking that tight doe deep and hard, syncing up with the distant, muffled, yet constant beat.

The background music was hardly necessary. They were making a song of their own, between the wet sound of stiff horsecock plowing such a tight, flooded pussy and Abby’s sweet, breathy moans and occasional yelps and yells. She wasn’t exactly a choir singer, especially when she was getting fucked good. The swinging plap of Misty’s hefty nuts added some extra percussion to their slick remix, especially as things got sloppier and sloppier. Abby was putting out so much, making such a mess of that cock inside of her, trembling, clenching up tight, and it all helped milk out a truly excessive amount of precum from the mare. Misty was already shooting inside of the deer’s bare pussy, and she wasn’t even close to finished yet.

That hot gush made Abby realize something, accompanied by a clench of her cunt and a squeeze of her thighs around Misty’s hips. She was deep in a heat unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Every second spent in the horse’s perspiring presence, breathing in hir scent was just making it worse, even as she was getting exactly what she needed. There was only one conclusion her pleasure-addled mind could come to amid the symphony of plaps and slurps. She was primed for a [i]breeding[/i], and it wasn’t going to matter that Misty wasn’t a buck when the horse was already making such a mess. Abby knew well how hard stallions came, and she was going to take it all right in the womb if she didn’t object. So she didn’t.

Instead, she wrapped her arms around the mare, then her thighs too. The latter part was almost too much effort in her state. She struggled and shook, but eventually she got there, locking the humping horse in that embrace and refusing to let go, with all her limited strength. Misty probably could have broken free with ease, but shi only sank deeper, fucked harder, snorting and huffing down at Abby at the height of hir pleasure. Even at that increased pace, fucking that girl until she was trembling so much it was a touch concerning, shi didn’t make the doe cum for hir just yet. There was no way Abby could get off until she felt all thick, potent seed dangerously gushing right inside her fertile cunt, and she wasn’t letting go until she got it.

Misty simply had no choice. That was fine with hir. Shi bucked forth, groaned out, gave a bit of a whinny, and let Abby feel hir balls clenching up tight, snug against her butt, three-quarters inside. Any deeper would have hurt the poor girl, but the deer was already stretched out and stuffed. When that cumshot hit, she finally came. It was an instant reaction, squirting the second she felt the very first flooding gush of horse spunk inside of her. Misty couldn’t help but grin a little when shi wasn’t simply groaning hir delight, watching the doe’s expression turn so blissful and feeling her making such a mess all over hir dick.

It wasn’t just one good release, it was a steady, messy splatter of doe juices all through Misty’s own ball-draining climax. The mare kept hir cock exactly where it was, rigid and pulsing, shots of seed bulging that thick spire on the way up to erupt from hir tip and give Abby’s womb another coat of paint. The deer ended up slightly swollen, audibly sloshing with her panting breath when they finally came down from the peak together. Sliding her hands down the horse’s back, stealing a squeeze of that taut butt, Abby finally let go and sprawled out beneath Misty, entirely at hir mercy.

The mare took hir time pulling out. It was good not to rush such things. A long, slow [i]schlurrrp[/i] eventually resulted in an especially messy [i]POP[/i] that sent juices soaring through the air, raining down on the surroundings. That was a problem for the cleaners. Misty shook hir cock off to paint Abby’s fur a little, giving her just a little scent to remember hir by. Or so she assumed it was over, after plowing and probably knocking up the cute girl like that, leaving her overflowing and squeezing out a little more jizz with every flex of her pussy in the afterglow. Yet there was still a spark of something in Abby’s eyes, a gleam that communicated everything Misty needed to know without a single word. The mare just licked hir lips.

“Look at you. Thought I’d have to call someone to help carry you out of here. Yet you still want more, don’t you?” Shi hefted hir dick in both hands. It was just starting to get soft, but the thought of spending some more time with such a precious thing got hir stiff again in seconds. “Don’t suppose I could convince you to clean it off a little?”

Abby lit up at the sound of that. She tried to sit up sharply, only to find her body failing her a little. Misty helped her up by tugging a wrist, then just stood knelt in front of her, presenting that huge cock with hir hands on hir hips. It stood up all on its own, and only got more rigid when the doe silently reached for. Abby made it up as she went. First, she just wanted to rub her face all over that shaft and make a mess of her face, smearing up her fur, getting jizz in her hair on the way down to those impressive tanks all damp with sweat and dripping juices alike.

Cleaning up that cock usually meant licking, but she served well as a towel too. Rubbing her face all over Misty’s balls, sniffing them, then finally kissing them, the deer got herself good and slathered beyond all dignity. She didn’t care in the slightest how she ended up looking. On her hands and knees with her tail wiggling and her belly slowly swaying beneath her, jostling that load of spunk inside of her, she finally put her tongue to use in eager, wet slurps from taint to sleek horse pussy, to plump balls to the rigid base of Misty’s cock. There was just so much for her to taste.

“Ahh, that’s a good girl. Damn, look at you go!” Misty chuckled when shi wasn’t just huffing and puffing, enjoying the sensation of getting hir cock absolutely slobbered on.

Abby worked her way up, less and less elegant by the moment, face smeared with spunk, saliva dripping from her outstretched tongue as she swiped and explored. Every single detail needed some good licking, and she slopped up that horsecock until she made it all the way to the tip. Of course, no matter how good she was with her tongue, Misty’s dick was still dripping, still coated in plenty of flavour for her to enjoy. She didn’t even hesitate to stretch her jaw around that flare and squish it between her soft lips. That girl was [i]determined[/i], and this time it was Misty’s turn to just sit back and soak it all in.

The first few attempts were fumbles, with muffled [i]hmmfs[/i] of strain and disappointment alike from the deer. Abby didn’t let that discourage her. She pushed a little harder, opened a little wider, and then went down on that cock like an expert. Even Misty was impressed. Shi kept hir hands to hirself to just let the doe do her thing, as tempting as it was to tug on those pigtails. Interrupting an [i]artist[/i] at work simply would not do, even if that art was cocksucking.

[i]Mmmf glllrrrk gllllp[/i] ...

Abby’s commentary remained riveting as she went down deeper and deeper on that dick. She closed her eyes to focus at first, but she treated Misty to a truly lovely blowjob gaze, all adoring and horny alike when she was halfway down. The doe had that cock jammed right down her throat, but she didn’t even seem to flinch. Swallowing steadily, drinking the new precum she was helping produce, she got a little fuller and a little more saturated with that flavour with every suck. Though she still had her limits after that impressive performance. With her lips, mouth, and throat wrapped around that much meat, she paused, blinking away the slight wetness in her eyes, and slipped back to start really sucking.

To alleviate the urge to facefuck that cute girl to oblivion, Misty stretched hir arms up and put hir hands behind hir head, posing and slowly swaying hir hips along with Abby’s rhythm, or semblance of one anyway. The doe was good at what she was doing, though finding her pace proved difficult. Sometimes she just got too eager and went diving down with a lunge that would have badly choked any less experienced cocksucker. Other times she eased into it a little more, inching her way down as deep as she could reach with her lips and tongue working overtime to please the mare as if it was the most important thing in the world for her.

Misty felt like shi was positively glowing, kneeling there, basking in the attention. That doe was [i]worshipping[/i] hir with that mouth, like shi was a goddess. It was all making hir harder, making hir flex and spit precum right down the deer’s throat. Abby took that in stride, swallowing it down without breaking her focus. Now and then her gaze drifted up and down the mare’s body, just admiring that gorgeous woman she was blowing. Then it was all focus, pure determination to guzzle that cum right from the tap after what was supposed to just be a cleaning.

Eventually, Misty couldn’t help it. Shi brought a hand down and rested it on the back of Abby’s head, though shi didn’t push or thrust aside from the natural swing of hir hips that came from getting sucked that hard. The [i]schlurking[/i] sounds overpowered Abby’s muffled moans. The deer rubbed her tongue all over that cock, never tired of tasting it, but most of all she focused on sucking Misty off in heavy, unexpected lunges of her head and muzzle. Clutching at the horse’s hips, squeezing hir butt to brace herself and tease Misty alike, she eventually brought her hands down to play with those taut, clenching nuts instead. That was when Misty simply couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Ohhhh, you good, good girl! Mmmm!” shi cried in a voice that gave way to whinnies the moment hir cock flared in sweet Abigail’s throat before shi erupted again.

Abby didn’t even recoil when she got that fat cumshot pointed straight down her gullet. She gulped as hard as she could, absolutely chugging it down like she lived on it, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t keep up with the sheer volume of hot, silky cream she milked out of Misty’s cock. She made that horse cum so far that she even detected the hot splash of femcum running down those thick thighs, a subtle yet surely satisfying squirt compared to the blast of seed hitting the back of the deer’s throat. It overflowed from her lips, and even from her nose when it needed more room. She ended up slowly coughing her way off that cock when she simply couldn’t swallow anymore, only to take the next rope squarely in the face. It only made her turn away for a moment.

When she recovered, quickly at that, she crawled there with her mouth open wide and her tongue curled to catch as much as she possibly could by the time Misty was done going off. Bringing that back into her mouth, she left the mare to watch as she so eagerly gulped that down too, [i]mmming[/i] all the while. When that hot treat fully settled in her belly, Abby closed her eyes, a silly smile on her face, and stayed like that for a while. It looked like she was meditating on the sensation of being so very full of cream. The horse eventually gave her a satisfied pat on the head.

“Goddamn girl, I did not have you pegged for a slut the moment you walked in. And I mean that in the best of ways, rest assured.”

It took a little while longer for Abby to finally open her eyes. Misty gave her time. The deer wiggled a little, fluffed her tail, shaking off some of the cum clinging to her face but leaving the rest. Despite how obviously good she was at that, and how much praise Misty offered her, she still couldn’t help a question.

“Was that okay?”

“Okay was how I’d describe it if I wasn’t right in the head. That was glorious, girl.”

The particular choice of words made Abby laugh a little too loudly for a second and cover her mouth. She slowly rose, faltered, and ended up in Misty’s arms. That was fine with both of them. She could rest her head on a nice pair of tits while the mare played with her butt. Squeezing those nice round cheeks, pulling them apart only to let go to make them clap together had a way of making the horse’s dick give another twitch. Shi wasn’t ever going to get soft at that rate. For as much of hir cum that was already inside the doe, shi still had more to give. Shi went ahead and spoke hir mind.

“You ever take it in the ass from someone my size, precious?”

Abby giggled at the bluntness, but Misty couldn’t help notice how reflexively the deer flagged her short tail at the mere thought.

“Maybe. Hard to guess exactly how you measure up at a glance. I think I’d have to feel for myself!”

Saying that with the bright look on her face and a little wiggle of her hips like that meant Misty had pretty much no choice but to snatch the deer up and bend her over something in that very instant. Abby didn’t have any objections. She made a gleeful bleat when the horse grabbed her by the hips and picked her right up. For a tall girl, the deer wasn’t all that heavy. It took just a few steps to find the right spot. Misty set the deer back down on her hooves, turned her around, and put one hand firmly on the back of her head to bend her over the side of a couch and present that fine ass for a closer look.

Shi had to get hir hands all over it, groping, squeezing deep until shi got a gasp from the doe, kneading and spreading those cheeks for a better look at the smooth, tight hole between. Just one glimpse was enough to make Misty’s cock jump. Oh, shi wanted that, badly. The urge was enough to make hir get a little pushy, a little insistent. Abby didn’t seem to mind that, either, even when she felt the horse grab her by both pigtails at once and yank her head back while shi jabbed hir cock between those perky cheeks. Misty humped and rubbed all over that soft fur, pressing hir cock tip right into the fluffy on the underside of Abby’s tail before swiftly slipping down to claim that ass shi craved.

A firm press to that ring spread it open smoothly around all that girth. Abby bucked a little, jumping back, pressing into that cock just to get it inside of her that much faster. All the excited squeezing wasn’t making it easier, though it did mean even more of Misty’s cum was dripping out of her creamed pussy. The mare’s cock was slick enough, pushing forward, stretching that soft girl until that initial resistance gave out in favour of accepting as much dick as possible, even when it showed a nice tight outline in her middle.

Misty didn’t have to worry about bottoming out this time. Shi just kept shoving in, deeper and deeper, thrusting the whole time. Every hump took the doe right off her hooves, bouncing up and down, booty jiggling right along with her bust. She was trim, but she had [i]meat[/i] where it mattered, including a nice cushy butt for Misty to slap with hir nuts. And hir hand, when shi got a moment, spanked Abby just to hear another one of those cute bleats from her lips. The rest was just increasingly depraved, whorish moaning of the most immodest variety once the horse bottomed out inside the tight deer and started really rutting her.

It was harder and harder to care if shi was getting too rough. Abby would have said something. Even stretched out around that dick and getting slammed by the full strength of the horny stripper behind her, Abby was still throwing herself back into every thrust, making sure Misty [i]pounded[/i] her, and her stamina wasn’t slowing even while she huffed and outright drooled in pleasure, panting like a dog, hardly looking the polite and timid deer who walked in there. Heat had a way of doing that to her, and it was making getting her ass plowed feel even better than usual too.

Thumping hard, squeezing that ass, pulling that pretty hair, Misty gave it hir all. There was no more holding back, no more taking care not to break such a precious thing. She could feel the deer flexing around hir, kneading hard, massaging that cock, ready to milk it. Misty was determined to make that butt cum, to give the doe a nice anal orgasm as best shi possibly could. By the trembling contractions shi could already feel around hir shaft, that wasn’t going to take much longer.

Misty was known for hir stamina. Hir power, too. Shi had so much to give, and shi didn’t relent, didn’t even think of slowing down until shi felt those contractions grow to something even better. They went along with Abby’s voice building to a crescendo, then just falling off into huffing and gasping when she couldn’t even properly deal with it anymore. Misty lifted her right up, pulling on her hips, picking her right up off that couch to pull back and forth like a cocksleeve. Shi jerked off with that fine ass until Abby was cumming for hir all over again, pouring out the horse’s cum in the process of squirting again, only to get even more than ever.

A strong, loud [i]neigh[/i] came with misty conquering that fine rump, jamming hirself balls deep and holding hirself there, humping hard, milking out every single drop shi had left to give the horny girl. Abby kept right on cumming for hir, trembling in hir clutches throughout that extended gush. She swelled and swelled, belly loudly sloshing with how much spunk she had to hold inside her like the tender little condom Misty was making of her. It all fit, with a little stretching, leaving the deer round and gravid. If she really did get pregnant from that unprotected creampie earlier, she was going to look so good when it started showing.

Only when shi’d utterly drained hir nuts did Misty stop thrusting. Shi held hirself there a little longer, just enjoying the sight of the creamed doe on hir cock, but shi couldn’t stay there forever. Break time was almost over. Even so, shi didn’t rush to pull out, taking it slow and gentle, making sure not to hurt the deer. Another supremely sloppy [i]POP[/i] once shi got to the flare, and shi slipped back to leave the deer dripping, splattered, and struggling to catch her breath where she lay sprawled out in a pool of horse cum. Abby’s eyes were blank, her expression was one of frozen ecstasy and awe, and her body was soaked in all the juices of her sweaty backstage romp with the horny stripper.

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Well, the least Misty could do was toss her a towel. There were plenty available just outside the room. A short stroll to fetch one and shi came back, finding Abby exactly where shi left her. There was nothing wrong with the deer. She was just satisfied and content to soak in the aftermath a little longer. A quick fling of that dry, clean towel left the doe partly covered, but still not doing much in response. The ceiling had never fascinated her more.

“You just take care now. Room’s yours for as long as you need. Got your clothes around somewhere,” Misty said with a little chuckle. “Gotta take off, now.”

Abby wasn’t going to complain about the lack of aftercare. She was more than satisfied with her entirely free service. Misty had treated her because shi [i]wanted[/i] to. It was more than just business for the mare. That was flattering enough to leave the blushy, creamed, swollen doe happily stewing in the aftermath, not a single regret in her admittedly mostly empty head. The time to think was later. She was happy to bask, to smell like cum, and to listen to the muffled song coming through the wall, knowing no one was going to disturb her. After all her being good, she’d earned herself a mistake.

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“You really drained me, girl. Look at you.” Misty stood with hir hands on hir hips, flicking hir tail a couple times. “I’d say it’s only fair you help me fill back up after that free session. Sounds good?”

Abby wasn’t getting much further than a [i]mah[/i] of response, as if she’d forgotten how to speak and had devolved. It wasn’t even clear if she fully comprehended what Misty was saying to her. That hardly mattered to the mare. Shi could work with whatever Abby gave back. Taking hir time, looming over the well-fucked deer still bent over that couch, shi eventually took a grip on those cute, if soaked pigtails and tugged the doe back to that cock. It wasn’t any softer. If anything it was pumping and throbbing even more urgently than before, nuts clenching up taut while Misty thought about what shi was about to do.

A slow nudge forward to graze against the deer’s muzzle didn’t get much of a reaction either. Abby might have been weak and fuckdrunk, but if Misty wanted more she was going to play right along. The mare was free to grind on her, to rub hir soaked shaft all over that pretty face, and then to smoothly nudge forth and envelop that soft muzzle in the grip of hir cockslit without any sort of warning. The warm, musky embrace was comfortable at first, but squished down much tighter once shi had a grip on hir prey. After draining the tanks so thoroughly, Misty was going to make that doe into hir next cumshot.

The subtle hold it had on Abby’s face grew much more overpowering on the first big [i]clench[/i]. A slick, suckling slurp overtook her whole head in one big plunge. Even in her present state she had to react to that a little, giving a confused, muffled sound once she started hearing the echoing [i]schlurp[/i] all around her. Misty kept on kneading, cock working all on its own, flexing to drag more deer inside, ravenously swallowing her down before she could even fully figure out what was going on.

“There ya go, girl. You fit perfectly.”

Misty snorted steam for the sheer pleasure shi felt gulping such a pretty thing down. Maybe it was a bit of a waste, but shi wasn’t stopping when it felt that good. Suckling, slurping, surrounding Abby’s senses in the overwhelmingly wet sounds of her body getting pulled into that same thick cock she’d just drained over and over, Misty made excellent progress on turning the deer into an impressive dick bulge. Shi was throbbing hard by the time shi overtook the doe’s soft bust, squeezing down, claiming that for hirself with a loud moan. No one was going to hear hir, and even if they did, they weren't going to stop hir from doing hir thing.

Abby’s hooves slipped over the floor a few times when she tried tugging back, but she wasn’t really resisting. She was far too caught up in the musky, overpowering experience of getting swallowed by that cock, drenched in inner juices, nose wiggling as she eased closer and closer to her steaming hot destination. Taking in as much scent as she could, even if it meant nearly blanking out entirely ensured she didn’t panic. She was far too numb for that, bathing in pure horse, sweltering in the rising heat, wriggling and wet by the time Misty slurped over her rounded belly and squeezed yet more cum out of her holes.

The mare’s cock was strong enough to lift hir prey right up off her hooves by that point. Shi leaned back, bracing herself, slowly ease down to sit on one of the cushions, and shi took Abby right with hir. Turning the deer’s world upside down, dunking her head down into hir nuts, Misty didn’t need to do much more to finish off hir meal. When shi squeezed down tight, shi swallowed the doe’s fine ass and thighs, and when shi relaxed hir grip shi left the deer plunging straight down through gravity alone. It didn’t take much longer to make those hooves vanish in a misty splash of prejizz. Misty gave hir loudest moans all throughout the process of gulping down the rest of the faintly squirming deer. Shi was pretty sure shi felt another orgasm trembling through Abby’s body on the way down to hir nuts.

That bulge of sexy, curvy prey vanished from hir shaft, only to make Misty’s balls all the fatter when that outline settled in the middle of them. The mare’s greeting was an instant, pumping [i]clench[/i] down on the deer in hir sack, hugging tight around every single one of Abby’s features, even outlining that stunned, dumb deer expression for a moment or two under the smooth, sleek skin. Abby gave a couple muffled sounds, a few groans and gasps, but those were quickly squeezed out of her by the aggressive, hungry churning and pumping of Misty’s nuts.

The mare just couldn’t hold back. Shi was too turned on, too eager to refill hir tanks to let Abby have a slow simmer. Instead, shi hurried things along by gripping hir cock in both hands and jerking at a mad pace just to really get things burbling inside hir. When Abby wasn’t just getting sloshed and simmered on, slowly sinking down into herself, converted to more cum with every churn, she got clenched so hard she got softer and more malleable. Misty watched the shape of the deer getting [i]glurched[/i] down hard, compressed into a tighter and tighter shape while shi pleasured hirself, already leaking the early results of that conversion from the tip of hir shaft, cock swelling up a little fatter than ever all thanks to making a meal of that dazed deer.

It wasn’t even clear to hir if Abby was ever going to figure out what was happening to her before it was too late. The doe was faintly wiggling, but never kicking or struggling inside Misty. She simply enjoyed all the sensations, all that thick cum getting into every one of her well-used holes while she got clenched on. Her shape was breaking down, smoothing over the big Misty’s balls got. The horse was sporting a truly huge set after a few minutes of stroking hirself off, but there was still a faintly deer-shaped bulge in hir balls left. Shi could deal with that.

Leaning right back onto the cushions with a sigh, sprawling hirself out, then pursing hir lips with sheer pleasure and humping the air, shi finally made the doe one with hir balls in a single, surging [i]GLURRRN[/i] that was part digestion, part simply crushing the cute girl down into hir next cumshot. That fresh-made spunk flooded hir balls and swelled them out until they barely fit between hir thighs, leaving hir huffing and rubbing hirself until shi finally managed to calm hirself down.

It was tempting to just jizz Abby out right then, without even bothering to find a condom. Instead, with no small effort, Misty shook it off and got up to hir hooves. Hir balls sagged down over hir thighs, audibly sloshing and still churning the last few hints of the pretty girl shi devoured. That was going to make for one hell of a dance, swinging those huge tanks around, letting everyone hear them slosh, leaking pre all over the stage. And if someone wanted to take hir backstage for a private dance, they were in for one hell of a filling.

With a satisfied snort, Misty drummed on hir balls and gave them a fond squeeze just to see if any of the deer was left. Even if there was still a trace, she definitely wouldn’t have heard hir anymore.

“Atta girl. Never did get your name. Ah well, doesn’t matter now. Hope you enjoyed your stay.”