Horse Hair

Story by sevencrown on SoFurry

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Over a decade ago my friend Yeania Aeon posted a pair of stories from a friend Powerzlock:. Over the years, Yeania unfortunately lost contact with them, and it's been at least seven years since there was any sign of activity on Powerzlock's accounts. Yeania asked me if I could give the stories a bit of an update and rework a few parts. I've combined both parts into a single file during my rewrite for convenience. If you are interested in checking out the original stories I will post the links to FA below.

Part 1 Part 2

Gwen badgered an old woman at a yard sale, haggling over the price of a bottle of fancy shampoo. She gets her price, and a lot more than she bargained for.


Original story by Powerzlock, further writing and editing by Syntaxerror37

written for Yeania Aeon

Chapter 1

The old woman presided over her yard sale wares with an affable air. She certainly didn't deserve a customer like Gwen, pressuring her into discounting her already generous pricing. Gwen didn't know what came over her but she found herself browbeating the stooped octogenarian into marking down the price on an unopened bottle of fancy, salon-grade shampoo. On the label was a beautiful white stallion and the word Loshad.

“Well you see, my grand-daughter was in town and she's very particular about her hygiene. She's a very pretty girl, but I try to warn her not to get a big head about it." The old woman prattled on after noticing Gwen's interest in the bottle. “Anyway, she made a big stink about getting this shampoo and we searched all over, store after store, drug stores, supermarkets, even salons until we finally found it. But then, god bless her, she had to go back home because... there... was?"The look of abject boredom on Gwen's face gave the woman pause. “Are you alright dear?"

“Um, yeah, that was just really boring." Gwen sighed. “The tag here says five dollars?"

“Yes dear. The original price was thirty-five dollars, but since it was never opened I thought five would be a good deal." The woman smiled sweetly, her teeth intact and pearly white even at her age.

“I'll give you a dollar." Gwen stated flatly.

“A dollar? But... I thought it was already a good-"

“Look lady, just take the dollar, you want to get rid of it right? Don't be difficult, grandma, just take it." There was a hint of a threat in her acidic voice. Gwen flicked the dollar with disdain at the bent old lady who looked at her with fear and confusion.

“Yes... ok, please take it and enjoy," the woman quivered in response, uncontrollably pulling back in fear.

Gwen grabbed the bottle and left promptly. Her head was spinning and she felt excited and awful all at once. Gwen hopped in her sporty red car and the tires screeched as she pulled away. The old woman straightened out and narrowed her eyes, a twisted smile appearing on her face, a face that didn't seem so old anymore.

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Gwen arrived home early in the afternoon. She'd spent the entire drive home mentally debating her odd behavior. By the time Gwen pulled into her driveway, she had mostly convinced herself that what she had done wasn't so bad, plenty of people haggle at yard sales. She was not a bad person, this was just a minor blemish.

Gwen had been out picking over various yard sales all morning, it was kind of a seasonal hobby for her. She set her purchases on the coffee table and looked them over. A hurricane lamp candle holder, a good set of wrenches (she'd been looking for a while now), a small shelf in need of refinishing, and the shampoo. Gwen placed a candle inside the hurricane glass and centered it on the table, put the wrenches in her toolkit, chucked the shelf in her 'to-do pile,' and brought the shampoo to the bathroom with her.

She had a fairly early date arranged with her boyfriend, Vince, and she was dreaming of wowing him with a super shiny new hair-do. Assuming, of course, that Gwen's dense beau even noticed. She turned the water on in the shower, adjusting to her preferred temperature. Gwen stripped out of her working clothes and checked her body in the mirror. Like many women she was excellent at picking out her tiny flaws but she was truly beautiful. Slim but rounded where she needed to be, her breasts a perky B-cup. Her face was pretty and her hair lustrous and well-maintained. Whatever hopes she had for this shampoo she was surely gilding the lily.

Entering the shower with the shampoo Gwen did her normal bathing ritual, replacing her old shampoo with the new one in the sequence. She was not one for a long shower, however baths were a different matter. Gwen was in and out within fifteen minutes. She sang to herself softly as she dried her hair, getting it prepared to be styled for the date later. The young woman wrapped herself in her towel and walked down the hall to her bedroom. As she set herself to the task of picking out her outfit for the rest of the day an unimaginably intense tingling worked its way down her spine, a chill in its wake. The tingling hit her legs and Gwen collapsed. Her breath was ragged and she slowly stood herself up.

What is going on here? Gwen thought as she pulled herself back up.

A new set of tingles promptly followed. This time they were warm, flowing like warm tap water over her body. The tingles danced down her back, seemingly wrapping themselves around her spine. It was unlike anything Gwen had ever felt before. The sensations were not unpleasant, but she wouldn't describe them as pleasurable either. They were at worst slightly uncomfortable but easily dismissed as nothing. At least at first.

Gwen flexed her back, but unknown to her, Gwen was stretching more than just her muscles. Her spine was thickening, growing in preparation for something bigger than what she was at that moment. Gwen became aware of something slowly crawling down the crack of her ass. It was thin and felt warm. Just as she turned to check it out a loud crack emanated from her hips. Gwen froze, her eyes wide with shock. She looked down and gasped at what she saw. Gwen's hips were plainly larger, beyond even what would be called child-bearing. She cried out in shock as they continued to grow, but at the same time a pleasurable twinge gripped her sex.

When Gwen's hips reached what had to be their final state she checked on that snaking presence in her ass crack. As she wrapped her fingers around it, Gwen realized it was a tiny tail. She could feel it still growing and sliding between her fingers. Just then, a throbbing seemed to come from every muscle in her body, forcing Gwen to tense and flex. With every pulse, her muscles grew stronger and thicker. She quickly gained muscle mass over her entire body. Gwen's skin stretched taut, She was afraid it would burst, but instead it grew along with the rest of her changes, becoming paler as it did. As the first round of muscle building ended, Gwen caught her breath, resting her hands against the wall of her bedroom. She hung her head down as she gasped and panted for air. Gwen quickly noted her change in skin tone and larger muscles but her attention was mainly drawn to her breasts. They hung heavier on her chest, at least double the size she had woken up with that morning, leaving her with a solid set of D-cups at the least. Gwen's nipples were much thicker now and standing proudly erect.

What's happening to me? Why?

Her mind raced to think up some explanation. Gwen's body instead continued to change. The young woman's body still grew bigger. With creaks and groans her arms, legs, and torso stretched. Every inch of bone, every fiber of muscle gained screamed in her mind and strained her sanity with desperate feelings of pain and pleasure. Gwen had no way to judge but she was now pushing close to seven feet tall. Her head rose close to the ceiling. After another surge in her muscles, Gwen pushed back from the wall to get a good look at herself in the mirror.

Staring back at her, Gwen saw a tall, powerful, and sexy woman. She was pale, no trace of her light tan remained. In her endorphin addled state, Gwen did not dislike what she saw. While examining her face, looking for any changes, she noticed points on the tips of her ears, Sort of like an elf. As she ran her fingers over her ears she realized she found the feature strikingly beautiful. Gwen's thoughts swam with ideas of being some sort of giant, sexy elf before being interrupted by the sharpest pain yet in her feet.

Stumbling to the carpet on her knees, she watched her feet stretch and pinch together. Gwen 's middle toe grew huge as the other four toes seemed to be absorbed back into her foot. The pair of now huge toenails started to blacken. As this happened an unbearable tension tightened in Gwen's calves and ankles. She felt the bones shifting and changing as they assumed a new shape. Gwen's attention was drawn away from her feet to her now lengthy tail as thick bristly white hairs began to sprout rapidly. She gasped in recognition of an obviously equine tail. Gwen looked back down at her feet, now clearly a pair of hooves.

“A-a-am I turning into a horse?" She wondered aloud, “Oh god! What's happening?"

Suddenly Gwen was distracted from her changing sex by tremendous pains in her face. Her hands shot to her head and discovered her ears were longer and more mobile than before. The position of Gwen's ears were higher on her head as well. Her skull itself was shifting beneath her fingers, the skin stretching along with it into a new shape. Gwen's vision blanked as her eyes shifted to a new side facing position as her pretty human features disappeared into her lengthening muzzle. Still holding her inflamed face and head she easily stood on her new, strong feet. Gradually Gwen's head became more and more equine, her hair growing out into a thick, gorgeous white mane. Her pale skin was now covered in short white hairs. They were smooth to the touch and rippled on top of her muscular body.

With the worst of her changes over her moans were completely taken over by the pleasure of her changing sex. Gwen moaned in pain and pleasure as the tingles seized on her twitching pussy and her equine face twisted into an unreadable visage as the tingles overtook it as well. Her pussy twinged with each beat of her heart. Gwen's juices were forced out as her folds sealed themselves. Her labia and clit extended to a distended floppy shape.

The nerves in her groin were afire with pure ecstasy. Gwen's now enclosed folds were slowly bulging and internally she could feel things shifting. Her big clit was enlarging before her eyes and its features were rapidly changing with the tip flattening slightly. Around the base of what she now realized was a penis, what had once been her clittoral hood had grown and thickened, wrapping around the little proto-penis. She lowered her hands near her groin unsure of what to do with them, her hands just framing her changing cock. A massive pulse of gratification hit her groin again as she felt her testicals drop into the prepared sack.

Rapidly the velvety ring of skin grew and formed a large sheath which completely covered her cock. The sheath itself was larger than any cock Gwen had any personal experience with. At first she thought it was the extent of her new cock. Gwen quickly realized her error as the pink cock pushed out and grew to an outrageous length and girth, beyond what would be humanly possible. Examining it closely its shape was definitely not human either with the tip flattened with a bit of a flare. Further down the impressive shaft there was a thick medial ring. Her massive tool was paired with a heavy sack with a pair of massive balls. Her mouth agape and her heart beating Gwen wondered what would happen next.

Timidly, the newly minted shemale anthro horse touched her throbbing horse cock. As soon as she did Gwen moaned aloud her head clouding with a new sensation of pure arousal and acceptance of her member. Stumbling out of her bedroom and into the living room Gwen hurried on her hoofed feet to the large mirror that hung against the wall, needing a better view of her new body. She checked herself out in the mirror there and found herself excited by what she saw. Gwen's already erect and throbbing cock and rock hard nipples putting any thoughts of stopping aside. Slowly, lowered a hand to the shaft and slowly stroked the cock from tip to base and back again. With her other hand Gwen played with one of her sensitive nipples. Watching a sexy strong shemale horse wank in the mirror made her moan out. The room filled with the noises of Gwen rapidly stroking her oversized cock and her moans and groans of bliss as she increased the pace. The overwhelming feelings of her cock doubled her over and her hand shot out from her breast to the wall to support herself.

Images of sexy men and women filled her head. It was strange because Gwen had never thought of other girls before but now she found herself overwhelmingly desiring them. She even saw her friends in a new light, reminiscing on shopping trips in the same dressing rooms, locker room showers and sleepovers from her youth. Gwen felt a little skeevy thinking of her sexy friends like this, but her cock didn't care as her ecstasy grew with each stroke.

She recalled Maddy's big breasts and how she got that nipple ring. Joanna's sexy muscle tone and perfect tummy. Lily's succulent ass. Gwen wondered how it would feel to stuff this glorious tool in their tight twats, her friends moaning beneath her as she fucked them. She imagined Linda's sexy voice calling out her name as fucked and impregnated her. Her fantasies fueled her thrusting hips and pumping hand. Gwen's eyes snapped to the mirror and seeing the lust-filled reflection put her over the edge.

With a hard thrust of her hips Gwen let loose the firehose between her legs. Rope after rope of the thick cum splattered on the mirror and surrounding wall, covering them in thick, strong-smelling spunk. Her vision blanked as her cock continued spurting and cum puddled on the floor. With a final shot her ejaculation ceased. All told, Gwen must have shot at least a gallon against the wall. The aroma overpowered the room and she collapsed to the ground feeling spent. Gwen decided to nap right there and clean up later. After that, she could figure out what to do with her new form.

Her large eyes closed as sleep claimed her. Gwen drifted through slightly erotic dreams as she had her way with pretty women and men. Although her cock twitched occasionally, it stayed tucked inside its dark sheath. But then, Gwen was startled out of her stupor by the ringing of the doorbell.

“Oh shit!" she whisper-shouted as she snapped awake. “Vince! We had a date planned for tonight…"

Gwen had lost complete track of time during her transformation. Glancing at the clock on the wall she realized Vince was right on time.

“Oh god…what do I do?"

Chapter 2

After giving the doorbell another ring with no answer, Vince looked over to the driveway and saw Gwen's red car. Figuring his date was running late in getting ready, he pulled out the key to her place she had given him and let himself in. Vince was good natured, but he wasn't the brightest bulb. Hearing a scrambling of heavy footsteps, footsteps that couldn't possibly be made by his girlfriend's tiny sexy body inside his her house did not set off any alarm bells in his head. To Vince's mind it was time to look for Gwen and hope for something good.

After all, he was the luckiest son of a gun in the world. Vince had a hot girlfriend, a classic Mercury Topaz; cherry with a wing he installed himself, a job at his dad's boat dealership, and a kickass roommate; his best friend Cheddar. Life was good and nothing could go wrong.

Vince's first stop was the living room. As soon as he entered, a strong smell hit him like a freight train. It wasn't a bad smell, but it aroused Vince in a way he never felt before. His jeans were bulging at the crotch from his almost instant erection. Looking around for the source of the scent, Vince saw a goop dripping on the wall and mirror and he moved to investigate. Slowly extending a shaking finger to the thick substance he scoops some and draws it to his nose. Without even thinking, Vince's tongue darts out and licks the substance.

His whole body quivered and his toes curled inside his sneakers. A large wet circle formed on the front of Vince's jeans as his cock let loose. He staggered forward into the hall, under the spell of an orgasm unlike any he has ever experienced. After taking a few deep breaths, Vince willed himself onward. He wobbled as he walked down the hall towards the bathroom. After entering the bathroom Vince headed to the sink to splash water on his face. He looked up at the mirror as the cool water ran down his still flushed face.

“What the hell was that, Vince?" He asked his reflection.

Vince sat down on the toilet and he attempted to regain his composure. The only sound was his heavy breathing, thus why he was surprised by a loud thump in the tub.

“What the fuck?" Vince shouted as he shot up to his feet, “Who's there?"

He heard a heavy, if feminine, sigh from behind the curtain. Vince watched from his seat on the toilet as a large white furry hand slowly grabbed the edge of the shower curtain. His heart pounded in his chest as the curtain pulled back revealing a hunched over creature. Slowly she straightened up, her head higher than the curtain bar. Vince's eyes went wide as he took in the equine beauty standing in front of him. Never before had he ever found anyone more irresistibly attractive.

“Er, hi Vince…" Gwen says sheepishly, unable to make eye contact.

“G-Gwen? What h-happened? You're a... I mean like so…"

“Freakish?" She offered in a soft tone, closing her eyes.

Vince shook his head slightly. “H-hot. Sexy. Beautiful."

Blushing, Gwen looks up to meet Vince's eyes. It's obvious he is telling her the truth, he always sucked at lying. Gwen let out a soft sigh before recounting what had happened to her as best she could. Vince was hanging onto every word, but Gwen had more than just his attention. The bulge in his jeans was beyond obvious and the stain Vince's crotch continued to grow. He was panting loud and uncontrolled, like a dog in heat. Confusion and a small amount of disgust appear on Gwen's face.

“What's wrong with you? I just told you magic shampoo turned me into a... a... a shemale horse-person, and you're jizzing your pants! How would you feel in my position?"

Blushing beet red Vince looked away for a moment before looking up to his girlfriend. “I think I would be happy. I want it, I want to be like you."

Gwen was stunned as she heard the words leave his mouth. As she stared down at her boyfriend she started to think of the possibilities. Gwen reached down and picked up the bottle of shampoo.

“Do you feel that way? Really?"

Vince nodded.

Gwen's expression softened. “There's still some left you know," she gave the bottle a little shake, “come here darling, and I'll wash you."

Obediently and with great excitement Vince stripped down, tossing his clothing to the floor, rushing to join her in the tub. Gwen drew the curtain closed and evaluated his body. She still loved Vince, even more so that he embraced the new form. However, Gwen found herself almost disgusted at how weak he looked now next to her, no longer suitable as a male mate for her. She would have to fix this situation immediately.

Gwen turned the shower. The cold water sprayed them both, but neither flinched as it warmed up. Her strong arms easily directed Vince where she wanted him. Her white hands massaged his scalp tenderly as she rinsed out his hair. Lathering his hair with the Loshad shampoo, a new thought entered Gwen's head. She lathered up his pecs and balls with the magical gel. Grinning, Gwen wondered if and how this would work out. As she bathed her boyfriend Gwen rubbed her breasts and retracted cock against Vince His cock, tiny in comparison to hers, strained in the air, desperate to be touched by the sexy beast his girlfriend had become.

After a final rinse, Gwen shut off the shower and picked him up easily. Vince moaned, his body already becoming more sensitive to touch as he was towel dried in the she-stallion's massive arms. Gwen carried him to her bed and tossed him on top of the neatly made sheets. She then moved her stand mirror right next to the bed so Vince could watch what was happening to his body. Gwen then pulled the chair from her vanity and gently sat down to watch. Vince writhed on the bed excited and aroused out of his rational mind. He clawed at the sheets like a stripper putting on a show. In the middle of a long moan, Vince stopped suddenly as shock hits his system followed by a tingling sensation that ran down his horny body.

Vince tried to control his breathing, taking long slow breaths. He tried to take stock of his body. The tingling seemed to radiate from within and, like Gwen, his hips seemed to start things off. With a crack they expanded, forcing a sharp cry out of Vince. Various other cracks and snaps all over his body seemed to indicate his bones were changing. A tingling down his spine resolved into a tiny tail extending, not a surprise to either person in the room. What did surprise Vince was a thinning of his waist while his hips become quite wide. Looking in the mirror he thought his new pelvic area was almost feminine.

A throbbing in Vince's chest centered on his nipples draws his attention back from these thoughts. The nipples seem to expand with the areola growing to three and a half inches in diameter. The nipples themselves become the size of the tip of his index finger. With his attention on his chest, Vince didn't even notice his tail getting longer or his muscles gaining mass. His pecs seem to puff up under his new nipples, inflating in time to his heart beat. Slowly the puffiness becomes obvious breast tissue, causing Vince's eyes to bug out. Larger and larger they expanded, quickly exceeding Gwen's previous size and soon past her current generous rack. They both watch as the breasts expand even further, ending at a jaw dropping F-cup. Vince's new breasts are impossibly perky and sexy and their appearance and Gwen was licking her lips in arousal and anticipation..

While Vince's attention had been focused on his new accessories, he had failed to notice his body changing in other ways. His legs had grown significantly longer, but his torso not as much, altering his proportions. Vince's butt bubbled beneath him, becoming large, round and sexy, his ass expanded to match his new tits. A moan tainted with fear escaped his lips as he realized what was happening to him. Looking at Gwen he saw an odd grin on her horsey face. He could feel his thighs thicken and his calves gain enticing definition. Examining his arms, they looked much stronger than before, but his build was still nothing compared to Gwen.

Attempting to speak was useless, as every time he opened his mouth a sensual moan escaped, and they were growing higher pitched with every passing second. Sharp pains began to wrack Vince's face and feet. He hadn't noticed his ears gaining points and length but he noticed them moving to the top of his head. Pained cries issued from Vince's lengthening mouth as his feet began their transformation into hooves. Rolling to his side and writhing he let his tail out from beneath him as it had nearly reached full length. Light wheat-colored fur appeared all over Vince's body as his skull finished reshaping to its new equine shape. His dark brown hair grew out and was replaced with the most amazing golden mane, the same color hair also sprouting from his tail. The discomfort in his feet lessened as his hooves fully formed.

The tingles seemed to recede a bit and Vince checked himself in the mirror. He was larger than he had been, but next to Gwen he seemed less substantial, but so cute and sexy. Vince was about to get a better look when a strong pulse attacked his genitals. Laying back and clutching the sheets he felt his balls tighten and then swell. Below the growing now brown sack, Vince's new sex opened revealing his inner juices and plump lips. His cock, still rock hard this entire time, started to change as well. It grew longer and thicker, but not not to the same level as Gwen. Stil,l it was impressive by any other standards. The human shape and color gave way to a brown equine cock, A good nose would detect the smell of a horse in estrus in the air around the newly minted mare. Opening her eyes Vince checked her sex, surprised at first seeing the dual set of equipment.

“Oh you're just perfect!" Gwen laughed with excitement. “Just what I hoped for!"

The new mare got up and walked on her hooves for the first time over to the mirror. Vince closely examined her new body. She knew she should feel horrified, but instead she felt nearly out of her mind excited. Vince's nipples and cock were fully erect, and her horse pussy was positively dripping. Slowly she caressed her new curves with an approving murmur leaving her lips. Instinctively, Vince knew her large bust was so she could feed her future foals. Her curves were meant to both aid in attracting a mate and ease the birthing of her children. Her pussy was flexible and stretchy to accept a wide variety of members inside and please them. Her cock was there to add to the fun, or perhaps to warm up another mare for her partner. Vince swished her tail and posed sexily, winking at her reflection. She felt warm hands on her shoulders and she looked back to see Gwen, more specifically her growing horse cock.

“Hmm…" Gwen placed a finger on her chin as she looked over the mare, “Vince is so inappropriate for you my now, little mare. We'll have to rename you, but first I feel like breaking you in."

Blushing furiously, Vince reached out to grip Gwen's extending cock. She slowly stroked the shaft as it grew to its full size. Gwen smiled before pushing Vince's face to her breasts. The mare takes the hint and begins to lick and suck on her partner's nipples.

“Your name is Vivi, my sweet little mare, and you will bear our foals," Gwen said in a tender voice as her fingers brushed through Vivi's mane.

Vivi mewled into Gwen's chest as feelings of contentment fill her. She had loved Gwen before all of this, but now she was her mate. They would take care of each other and their foals, she knew it in her heart. But first, she needed to be properly claimed by her strong she-stallion. Gwen moaned and groaned as her cock reached its full size in her partner's tender grip. Vivi drools at the thought of being impaled by this beautiful tool. She slowly pulls away from her mate and bends down over the bed Vivi looks back, her eyes mad with lust and need as her pussy winked at the she-stallion.

Gwen's nostrils flared as she took position behind Vivi. Her aching rod slowly parted her mate's lips as Vivi moaned in pure bliss. Shoving it all in, Gwen was amazed that she could take the entire thing. Only a slight bulge appeared on Vivi's stomach. With nothing but lustful sounds coming from the future mother of her children, Gwen began slamming deep into her mate, her balls slapping audibly against the mare's pair with every thrust. The rutting couple's noises filled the bedroom and their thrusts shook the bed. Vivi's moans and dirty talk would make a sailor blush as she fell to her elbow with one hand stroking her cock.

“Oh god, please fuck me! Pound my pussy Gwen! Oh, oh, ohhhh yes! I'm so full! Yes! Oh god I love your cock! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Ohhh my pussy and cock feel so good together!"

Gwen could only grunt while thrusting into the willing girl. She gripped Vivi's hips tightly like a vice. Vivi pushed back against each thrust of her lover's cock and bit her forearm. The powerful new sensations were too much for Vivi and she couldn't hold back any longer. Her body was rocked with an orgasm of immense proportions. Vivi's pussy squeezed around Gwen as her cock fired off thick ropes of cum. The mare's arms turned to jelly and she fell forward onto the bed. The only thing holding Vivi's legs up was Gwen's strong arms. The waves of pleasure washed over her as she recovered. Vivi's eyes teared up in the bliss her new body was giving her.

Gwen was amazed at how her massive cock inside Vivi's tight little body felt better than any sex she had ever experienced when still a human woman. Vivi's orgasm almost shattered her resolve but Gwen was determined to make this last for both their pleasure. Pushed even higher by her partner's continued thrusting, all Vivi could do was croak out guttural sex noises. That assured Gwen she was on the right track.

The she-stallion imagined Vivi plump with their foal, her breasts leaking milk. Gwen imagined the happy family they could have together now. She imagined building a harem of mares made from men. Gwen's imagination was running wild while she pushed Vivi into a second orgasm. This time the squeezing and squirming on her shaft was too much and she let go. The erotic squelches and sexy groans from Vivi filling Gwen's ears, the smell of their juices, and the sight of Vivi's fit and sexy body all put her over the top. Gwen slammed in hard one final time, threw her head back, and cried out in triumph as she pumped Vivi's body full of her potent seed.

Vivi's eyes snapped open and then rolled back. It felt so good to have her womb filled to overflowing with Gwen's seed. She passed out with a long sigh, going limp on the bed.

Gwen was still deep inside her mate, her cock still twitching as she recovered. Eventually, Gwen calmed down enough to pull out. The flared head made a popping noise as it slipped out. Gwen lifted and carried Vivi further up the bed and laid her down gently before climbing in behind her and holding her mate close. Gwen gently nibbled her lover's ear and massaged her tits. Vivi pushed back and felt secure in the arms of her she-stallion.

“I love you Vivi, and I mean it. This isn't the pillow talk of our old relationship. I love you, I will keep you happy and safe, my mare."

Tearing up, Vivi curled tighter against the she-stallion. “I-I love you too. I always did, but now I feel it so much more."

The lovers slowly descend into sleep, their dreams filled with images of a bright future and sword fighting with tv trays, dreams are weird like that.

While they slept entwined late into the night, a figure approached the house. Smoothly like a shadow it descended on the domicile until it stood at the front door. A thin finger reaches out to the doorbell and rings it. Gwen and Vivi snap awake at the sound, startled from both the rude awakening and the confusion of who could be ringing the doorbell at this hour.

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Original story by Powerzlock

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Original characters and setting by Yeania Aeon

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Additonal writing and editing by Syntaxerror37

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