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Star Attraction; Guide to the Brothel

"So, when do you start your shift?" Arnika asked Natasha. The young arctic fox was still new at the brothel, and was still getting used to the way they dealt with their whores. Unlike the others, Arnika actually enjoyed her job and hadn't allowed its soul-sucking truth siphon the life out of her. To her, this was as much for fun as it was for money. Or, in the case of some of the less fortunate at the brothel, a matter of life or death. No, Arnika wasn't here against her will or because she had no other options, she was at the brothel because she wanted to be. However, she was still new and wasn't properly enlightened on how the place was run.

Natasha flopped her ear down and growled a bit. "Shift? What do you mean by 'shift'? We don't have shifts here, we're on call at any hour." She had to clarify it, since she wasn't particularly enamored with the new member of the team. The never-ending positivity of Arnika was quite off-putting to the slightly older, less fortunate workers such as Natasha, Trisani, and Matilda.

Arnika kept in position with a broad smile on her face, sitting cross-legged on a large ornamental pillow. She was wearing a light, semi-transparent gossamer blouse that covered her breasts and nether regions but did nothing to hide or maintain her dignity. "Oh, well they told me to be here by nightfall. Said to dress sexy and be, uh, clean? What did that mean by clean?"

Trisani walked by, scoffing gently. "He means to have an enema. You never know when one of our clients would want to go around back. You are clean, right? If not, I can get you set up." The bright colored canine said as she turned to one of the drawers at her station, pulling out a bulbous rubber sphere with a pipette out one end. "Here ya go, some water will be fine, but clean it when you're done." She tossed it at Arnika's feet, right in front of the pillow.

"Actually, I'm not so sure I need it. I keep clean most of the time anyway in case any of my partners want to go back there. I wouldn't worry too much about under my tail." She paused and grabbed her ankles, pulling them in close as she rocked back and forth, glancing around the dressing and prep room with the other ladies of the night. In addition to Trisani, Natasha, and Matilda, there was another young mare with gray mottled hair and a couple of golden rings on her tail base; she had a western style hat and braided mane, but Arnika didn't know her name and she wasn't speaking. "But thanks, seriously."

Trisani shrugged her tail, then waved it back and forth gently. "If you're certain. Did you bring lube of your own or are you going to have to take some of ours as well?"

The northern fox flicked her ear and broadly grinned. "I brought some of my own, but I really don't think it's necessary. I make a lot of it myself." She got up and bent over with her tail up high to show the goods as she grabbed under the pillow to unveil a tiny little corked vial. When she stood back up, she brushed herself off and held the vial between finger and thumb. "This little bit should last me the night, if anyone wants to fuck me anywhere but my pussy." She tossed it up, grabbed it, and slipped it into a tiny little sleeve in the belt of her semi-transparent gossamer skirt.

Natasha had been brushing her hair off gently, looking at herself in the mirror while Trisani and Arnika had been chatting. However, the revealing of the vial made her pause and turn in her chair. "That's not a lot of lube, dear. How many blokes did you expect to be with tonight? This place can get pretty busy on the weekends."

"I figure two or three is to be expected. Uh, maybe five at most? Why? Is this like a factory line of cocks to cunts or something? Before coming in here myself, I didn't see anyone come in here." She looked a little worried, ears drooping slightly. In truth, she was here to support her college career. Savings had finally been drained over the last couple semesters and she needed a job that would pay well for what she considered to be easy work. Fuck a few guys a night, take a few tests and potions to ensure she didn't get pregnant or infected, and stroll home bow-legged with a womb dripping cum. That was her dream night anyway, so the thought of getting paid for it sweetened the pot.

"Oh sugar, you poor young sweet thing. No, that's not how it works here. It's not so much about how many folks you end up with, it's about what you do with them. What if you end up with some guy who wants to fist you? Can you handle a dragon's claw inside you? I hope you can do that. What about anal? Knots? Flares? Time is limited, and tying with a client could be disastrous to your night. Barbs are a bitch, too, so you need a LOT of lube to counterbalance that or you might end up with a bit of an abrasion inside ya. Worst all, what about feral stallions? If one fucks you too hard - like the animals always do - then you could end up bleeding from your womb. The more lube you have, the better." Natasha was explaining, gently patting Arnika's shoulder and guiding the fox over to Natasha's dresser.

While there, the young canine opened the lowest drawer with her foot claw, showing it was full of three different lube bottles, each as big around as Arnika's forearm.

"I see. I see." Arnika silently mouthed before perking right back up. "Okay, I see what you mean, but you act like I've never been with guys of another species before. I know how the different parts work, so that's not a problem." She paused to grab the vial again out of her skirt belt.0 "Oh, and this is far more potent than you'd expect. It's brewed over at the university where I go to school. One of the Al-Chem students brewed it up and it's got some pretty ballin' properties to it. Part lube, part potion, it actually draws from your body to increase its volume while also giving you a special malleability."

Trisani scoffed again before turning around to look back in her mirror, leaving Natasha and Arnika to keep chatting. "Sounds too good to be true."

Even Natasha was a little skeptical. "Yeah, that seems awfully convenient. Care to give a demonstration before any clients show up?"

Slowly, a smile parted Arnika's lips as her tongue started to hang out. "I was wondering if you'd ever ask!" Her tail started wagging uncontrollably, almost to the point where it was rotating in circles while she popped the top of the potion vial and sealed the top with her thumb. With one fluid motion, she flipped it upside down so that the teal liquid moistened the dark of her thumb tip, only to flip it back and plug the opening with the cork again. When she was done, she delicately put the vial back away and extended her hand in a fist with the thumb upturned, a single bead of glowing teal on it. "Anyone got a toy or....you know, a fist for me? Let me show you how awesome this shit is."

In any other situation or location, such a declaration would have been met with curious interest and a whole lot of disdain, but in a brothel this wasn't really a big deal. That's why the other mare - the cowboy-hat wearing one with gray speckling - quickly turned and laughed a bit. "Sure, if you think you're all that, I'd love to see what you can handle. Try to keep up." She reached down and grabbed a massive silicone toy from under her desk, unraveling it from the towel that was wrapped around it before tossing it to Arnika. The toy was slightly curved with a massive, bulbous tip that was adorned with what looked like barb-nubs. The shaft was vertically ridged on the underside with folded over sheath bulges near the base, and it looked much like a very thick, tapered feline toy.

When Arnika caught it, she nearly was thrown to her rump with how heavy it was. However, she was able to get her footing and grip on the toy while being careful to not smear the bead of lubricant on any part of it. The dildo was so large that when she made a fist, her entire hand wasn't as big as the tapered glans, and her entire forearm wasn't as thick as the shaft. "Oh, I got this." She declared with aplomb.

The others simply turned and stared in disbelief before the mare laughed a bit. "Whatever you say, kid. The toy's nearly too big for me, and I'm sure even you know how much better equipped mares are than bitches."

"If you say so." Arnika mumbled, distracted by the massive toy in her arms. She balanced it a bit, still careful to not lose the bead of potion on her thumb as she went to place it base down first. It slipped from her hand and landed with a thud, swaying back and forth before eventually coming to a rest when she grabbed it with her free hand. "Now watch me show what the newbie can do." She squatted down next to the toy and slid her hand up under her skirt, rubbing the dollop of glowing potion into the soft flesh of her triangular, black vulva. She was gentle, of course, caressing her inner flesh and smearing it from one lip to the other and lubing up her outer sex to make it glisten in the low light of the change room. When she pulled her fingers out they were bridged by a thick, gooey strand from clit to fingertips. "See?"

"Well alright sugar, that's fine, but now let's see what you do to that there toy." The mare leaned back and crossed her hooves, one eyebrow up in disbelief.

Arnika wasn't put off by the older girl's lack of faith, but instead allowed it to encourage her and push her forward. New or not, she wasn't going to be defeated by a damn dildo, even if it was huge. She'd spend some time prepping for this night, by asking her friend Vinn if he knew anyone with access to such a potion, and he ended up being her link to that student at the academy who'd been messing with this very thing. Now, she was squatting down next to a dildo while she waited for the potion-infused lube to do its thing. At first, it was just a gooey mess, but when mixed with natural fluids, it would expand and infuse itself with her own juices, making it all super slimy and viscous while not letting any of itself go to waste.

She felt a familiar tingle in her plump lips, so she slid her hand back under her blouse to give herself a bit of a massage, caressing the flesh inside and out while gripping the head of the toy. Within seconds the potion was taking its proper effect, filling in the cracks between the two fingers she'd slipped inside of herself and drooling down to hang from the posterior end of her pussy. Though she was doing this to prove a point, she wasn't shy and in fact was eager to enjoy herself in addition to the practice she needed, so she slipped her hand out from under her skirt to smear some of the lube all over the toy's thick head.

The silicone of it glistened in the low light, drawing attention to itself for its final moments before plunging into the abyss of her cunt. "Now watch, and I'll make this cock...disappear!" She winked and stood up, placing each foot on either side of the toy before squatting back down, aiming the massive tapered tip of the toy right to her triangular pussy lips. The pressure was intense at first, forcing itself up against her nether region and quickly maxing out her girth allowance, but with a few idle grinds and some deep breathing, she felt it slowly squeeze and shift slightly deeper.

Trisani was still looking away, brushing her hair, but when she happened to shoot a look over to see Natasha staring intently at the new girl, she paused and glanced back, curious to see just what was going on, and was behest by a sight she didn't expect.

Arnika knew she didn't have a tonne of time to spare, but was finding the potion wasn't taking full effect quite fast enough. Sure, it was slick as could be and had multiplied within her to practically drool out of her cunt lips to soak the toy in delicious mess, but her flesh wasn't malleable enough to swallow it. Yet. Still, with the knowledge that the boss could come in any time and demand a lineup of ladies any second, she grinded down on it while wincing gently and squinting one eye; the other was kept open to watch their reactions.

She could feel the girth of the toy squeezing against her depths, resisting her tightness for a few defiant seconds before her weight and lube forced it into her with one sudden lurch. She whimpered a bit and felt her heart flutter a few times as a surge of adrenaline burst through her chest. She could feel her pussy stretched tight around the head of the toy, with her lips distended taut just under the lip of it. "S-see?" She managed to squeak out as she slipped a hand up to the side of the toy, smearing the lube all over it.

The mare smirked and whinnied a bit, tossing her mane. "Well sugar, I have to say I'm impressed. So you've proven your point, can I have my cock back now?" She extended a hand to the much smaller canine, only to be rejected.

"Oh, please! I can't start and not finish!" She laughed, shifting her weight and pressing down. The sensation of the bulbous tip slipping deeper into her was heavenly, and the stretch of the tapered shaft of the toy slowly parting her lips as the potion took a deeper effect was something special. As she prodded at her vulva and tried to slip a couple fingers in, it became clear that the potion was responsible for almost all of her malleability. Sure, she was naturally accommodating, but this cock toy had to be as big as her upper leg, with a bulging head so big it made a visible bulge in her lower belly.

After pressing her palm to her abdominal wall, she started bouncing up and down, feeling the toy pump in and out of her with each motion while slowly allowing her lips to swallow one more half inch every time. Before long, she was down on her knees with her pussy almost entirely to the ball-base of the toy with her hand cradling the distention in her lower torso.

Just as she was getting really into it, fantasizing about being filled and overflowed with cum, the door to the changing room burst open with the feline boss popping his head in. He opened his maw to yell some commands, but then saw that Arnika was pleasantly enjoying a toy-related stuffing. After shaking his surprise off a bit, he chuckled. "Well, I see you're eager, and that's good." He then turned over to the others and went on. "Ladies, we need a line. Got a caravan of stallions coming in and you need to be at your finest. Five minutes. Go." He pulled back out and slammed the door shut before ever waiting for a response.

Arnika blushed a bit as she looked up at the other ladies. She was sitting on the toy with all her weight on it, pussy lips stretched out as far as her hip bones would allow with the soft fleshy texture of the silicone pushing out against her throbbing flesh. The pressure actually allowed her to feel her own heart beating against the dildo, accented every time she tensed her muscles to massage it. She was practicing, sure, but now she had a bit of momentum and didn't want it to go to waste.

While the other ladies were begrudgingly putting their stuff away and applying finishing touches to their fur and manes, Arnika remained in the corner of the room, squatting on the toy while gently bouncing up and down in slow, deliberate motions. She was almost entirely ready to leave, having dressed and applied the lube already, but now she was all pent up and needed to release in case the members of the caravan didn't take her. Of course, her mind was also going towards being worried that, with her pussy stretched so much she wouldn't be appealing.

She paused in place, knowing she might have potentially ruined her night.

"I wonder what kind of caravan's showing up tonight." Natasha said as she stroked a brush through her hair one last time before tossing it in the drawer. She fluttered her eyelashes a bit and quickly put on a black blouse that covered her upper body while just barely covering her nether region. "I hope it's gryphons. Big, powerful biped gryphons. They knot like a sire, you know."

"Yes, we know Nat." Trisani groaned at her. "Not our first day on the job."

"True, but it's been so long since I had a gryphon. There's just something special about being tied overnight to such a fluffy fellow. Plus they pay well." She nodded and hopped off her chair, stopping half way across the room to smirk at Arnika, while the young canine was still idly grinding up and down on the toy. "And what are you hoping for? Fantasizing already?" She kept walking towards the door, right past the northern fox.

Arnika could do little more than nod meekly at the passing canine. "Y-yeah." She wasn't really thinking about who or what was on the other side of the door once she was ready, but the cock was so comfortable inside her that she just kept tensing her muscles and slowly bobbing up and down on it, feeling its length slide in and out of her in brisk, sensual motions. Though she was inundated with copious, viscous lube, the girth of the toy kept tugging at her cunt lips every time she tensed her quads to pull off it.

The mare finished applying some red lipstick before turning around to follow Natasha, stopping for a moment to grab at Arnika's arm, tugging her up in one quick jerking motion that made an audible squelch and popping sound as the toy escaped her depths. "Alright, that's enough of that, darling. We have work to do. If you're still so inclined after your client, then so be it." She helped Arnika to her feet, patted her shoulders, then walked past.

Trisani, some of the felines, and a few others made their way through the dressing room and into the main hall while Arnika worked up the enthusiasm to go out with a smile. Once the rest of the ladies had left, she followed up the rear of the lineup and emerged into the main hall, a familiar trickle tickling at her inner thigh as a trail of the lubricant trickled out her gaping pussy. With one clench of her pelvic muscles, she closed herself up as best she could and rubbed herself relatively clean with her fingers, resulting in a gooey mess in her hands. Naturally, she just stared at it, relishing the faint teal glow of the still-reacting lubricant.

Out in the main hall, the display stage was a few steps up from the client observing deck. Strewn out over the entire back wall of the room were over a dozen different ladies of all walks. Biped dragons, equines, canines, felines, one avian, and even one human were all dolled up, preened and proper for any sires that might come in.

Arnika was sandwiched in between Trisani and the speckled mare, showing the massive difference in size between them. Arnika was less than a meter and a half tall, while the mare was a towering two and a half, with Trisani being a shade under two. She seemed absolutely minute in comparison, and she really hoped that would encourage whatever sires came through the door to pick her over the others.

Trisani, picking up on the conversation from before, leaned down to Arnika and whispered in her ear. "My advice is: If it's a quad, you better hope that it's not interested in you. Let the mares and dragons take them. Anyone else is in for a night of pain."

"Quads?" Arnika whispered back, ear drooping in confusion. "What's so bad about four-leggers?"

An audible wave of scoffing came from any of the ladies in the line who could hear her, only to be explained by the mare who stood beside her. "Yeah, quads are kind of savages, really. Quick in-and-out, no care for us, demanding yet brisk, and they seem to think they can pay less because they're done quick. Cheap-assed savages, the lot of them."

She paused a moment before raising her still-slick fingers in protest. "O-oh. Well I never thought of them that way. I happen to like quads quite a lot."

"Good, then you can have em, if that's what you want so badly. Hope you have a potion to heal your ruined pussy, babe." Natasha piped in from the opposide side of Trisani. "Or, you know, that loosening agent does its job real, real well."

But Arnika wasn't following the logic of the others. To her, it was fine to be fucked rough and quick. Sure, she needed a bit more time to get off than most, but that dildo was still waiting for her in the changing room if the session was too brisk. In her mind, being paid less for a hair trigger client just gave her more time to clean and move onto the next one. However, her mind was at odds with itself when she realized that these trained whores wouldn't be acting with such disdain without proper reason. If they disliked quads, she was certain there was a good explanation for it beyond surface-level prejudice.

Regardless, she didn't want to let that worry sour her desires. It wasn't worth it to let such a theoretical get the better of her. She was here to have fun and make some money in the process, not whine about people who pay for sex not being compassionate enough. She was about to lean back over and say as much to Trisani when the massive twin doors opened and in came the caravan.

Their boss stepped in front of the whole line of ladies with a cane to show them off, waiting for the half dozen members of the caravan to come in and line up opposite the women. Much to the disdain of almost every female in the brothel, the caravan was made up almost entirely of quadruped male horses, with one biped in the bunch and one quad mare.

Almost instantly, Trisani elbowed Arnika in the shoulder, lightly laughing while maintaining an alluring visage.

Part of Arnika wanted to protest, to resist and smack her back since that was just how her spunky attitude guided her, but instead she cocked her head to the side and focused on each and every one of the stallions. She wasn't thinking about the mare or biped, she wanted the four legged studs! The first was a thickly built, tall horse with feathers around his neck. His fine hair was a chestnut brown with gold and black highlights at the end of his mane, tail, and hoof feathering. The second was a short but stout pony stallion, presumably as well-equipped as a full sized horse but shorter. He was black and white, with an elegant looking, flowing mane that was just a little ragged from the trip. The third was dark brown, with his mane up in little buns and almost no feathering, while the final one was actually not a horse, but a hippogryph with light brown markings on his upper half like a barn owl and stripes of a zebra on the back half made of light cream and burnt brown colors.

Though she usually went for the biggest and most aggressive types - she absolutely loved being fucked rough and raw - the one she gravitated towards the most was the smaller pony stallion. Of the lot of them, he had the most pleasant look on his face, and if the stories of quads being rough was true, then maybe a slightly smaller sire would lessen the pain a bit. She immediately smiled at him and waved, showing teeth as her still-lubed fingers glistened in the deep orange light. To entice him farther, she licked and sucked each of her digits clean, making sure he watched her every action.

She would be sure to take that one back to her room and give him the time of his life.

"Alright gentlemen - and lady - we bring you the finest cream of the crop in regards to our ladies of the night. Starting over here with Matilda. Glorious mare, eager to please, and able to accommodate even the most endowed of our guests. We'll start with that one. Which one of you are interested?" The boss initiated, using his professional salesman voice.

Immediately, one of the large quadruped stallions stepped forward, tossing his head and nickering gently. His voice was deep beyond anything Arnika had heard before. "I'll take her, but I also want that dragon over there. The aqua colored one." He glanced sidelong over to the other side of the line, lips curled up in a smile.

"Can do, sire. Anyone else looking to have a go at either of these ladies?" The boss pushed forward, leaning into the group from the caravan. "Going once, going twice, and SOLD! Toss your coin in the receptacle on your way in, and feel free to tip the ladies if you enjoy your time." He hissed gently with a toothy grin, swinging a cane back and forth to usher the male and two females back into the servicing rooms.

Arnika may have been new, but she understood the subtleties of how the brothel worked. The girls each had one of the three dressing rooms, where they would relax, clean up, and socialize in between clients. There were also a dozen individual rooms for servicing clients. Four specially designed for larger quads on the far corners of the room, six normal sized rooms for one on one biped servicing, and two large group rooms for any combination. Half of the building was for males, the other half for females.

When Arnika was able to lure the pony stud to her, she'd have a blast of a time in the quad-room, then suck him dry before letting him hobble out on all fours.

"Next up, the sisters Trisani and Natasha. Two lovely ladies from the univerity. They need the money for tuition, and will do anything to get it, even if it means doing it with each other. It's a two for one deal, who might want that?" Again, boss was selling the two canines to the eager studs.

Both the dark chestnut stallion and the hippogryph stud stepped forward, eager to take on the sisters. The dark one reared up, only to have the hippogryph flare his wings out and snap at him with his beak. Both stared each other down, growling and grunting and hissing at each other until Trisani and Natasha stepped forward, calming them.

"Fellas, fellas. No need to be angry, there's plenty of woman to go around. Come on, let's go back to our quarters, we'll make it worth your time." Natasha cooed at them, leaning in close to the hippogryph.

Trisani stepped in front of the other stallion, pressing her hands to his chest to keep him from rearing up again. The burst of his breath ruffled her hair a bit as he leaned down and stared at her. "Now, come on, like she said, plenty to go around. Let's have some fun, stud." She reached up to grab his mane, firmly guiding him towards the biggest doors at the back that would lead to one of the group love rooms.

Arnika noted the sour look in Trisani's eyes as she walked past, clearly upset with having to fake being into a feral stallion. Still, she knew her job and played her role properly, miserable as it may have made her. In addition to catching a shot of anger from the canine's face, Arnika also got a good, close-up look at the massive sheath that bulged out between his hind legs, barely containing a slowly unfolding cock. Her imagination went wild and she imagined a flare as big around as her waist getting stuck inside her, plugging her cunt to inflate her with cum.

The fantasy made her whimper and moan a bit, rubbing her legs in together, squeezing out some of the lubricant that had been produced. She bit her lip and glanced over at the pony stallion, eyeing him seductively while deliberately rubbing her inner thighs together. Rather than wait for her boss to announce her, she stepped forward herself and nodded to the pony. "Come on, let's have some fun." She instigated, hurriedly rushing over with thighs awkwardly pressed together underneath her blouse.

"If you insist, miss." The pony agreed, kindly bowing down a bit. He looked like he was trying to keep up an image of gruffness, yet it was clear he was excited and eager to have some fun; the way his hind legs shifted back and forth from side to side was quite nice to her, an eager way to show his excitement. While he hopped from hoof to hoof, she caught a gentle whiff of his musk and it became clear he was well beyond excited for her companionship even if he was putting on a facade of stoicism.

"I truly do!" She yipped at him, gently grabbing at the reins around and over his shoulder to guide him back through the line of ladies to go back to the feral lounge. He resisted at first, but with a lift of her tail to expose the moist, swollen black flesh of her vulva followed by a gentle wag that wafted the aroma of her heat up to his nostrils, he was quickly taken.

He trotted along behind her, heavy hooves clopping on the wood of the floor while she led him up the small set of stairs and into the personal area of the building. He held his head high and struggled to not curl his lip back as they walked by the dark speckled mare that had offered Arnika her toy; he even veered off course and sniffed at her a bit before falling into line behind a chipper Arnika.

Just then, the boss stepped forward to address the remaining two from the caravan. "Alright, so who's next? M'lady mare, are you looking for a male? Got a cute little orange and brown chimera over on the other side I think would do you well." That was the last thing Arnika heard before closing the door behind them.

"Don't you worry, stud." She was saying as they went down the wide hallway. There were a few large doors marking the different servicing booths, some larger than others. Only a few had red tags hanging off the hooks, indicating they were in use. Blue tags meant they were up for cleaning, green tags meant they were reserved, and no tag meant it was free to use. Arnika guided the stallion past a few with tags to find the first quadruped servicing room that was available, happily opening the door and motioning him to come on in. "I'll take care of you good and proper. Just relax, have some fun, and let me do all the work."

He smiled and trotted past her, heavy body thudding on the wood as she closed the door behind him. "As you wish, m'lady." He briskly headed to the back of the room, where he slouched his rump end on the specifically designed couch. It was low, but not too low. Comfortable, but still clearly for a quad. Beside the rounded couch in the middle of the crescent like a restaurant booth, was a slick glass table, which rested next to while he sat his hooves on the ground in front of the couch.

Arnika's heart was racing and there was adrenaline coursing through her chest, cooling her from fingertips to tail. This was her first official client, and yet she was trying her best to maintain an air of confidence and dominance with the stud. Perhaps it was that very experience that masked her ability to notice that the stallion, too, was also nervous; he was fiddling with his hooves on the floor, tail swishing about behind him in the groove around the seat.

"So, uh, tell me a bit about yourself?" Arnika insisted as she walked across the room towards him with brisk steps, keeping her thighs together and eventually sitting up next to him on the couch. She could actually feel his warmth emanating off his side towards her, so she leaned into him and pressed her cheek to his flank.

He nickered a bit and whinnied, rearing his head back gently before slipping up off the couch and standing back up on all fours, leaving her there. "Well, there's not much to say really."

She shifted her weight so that she was sitting on the edge of the couch, legs spread gently while idly pulling at the hem of her skirt to show her black flesh and the deep red slit of flesh it was hiding. "That's fine. So tell me about the caravan. What do you do? Why are you travelling?"

The stallion flicked his ear as he looked back over his flank, quickly turning to get a better look. His lip curled up in a bit of an aroused response, thick cock slowly unfolding to dangle between his hind legs. His intense gaze focused on her nethers, stance widening to give more room for his member to hang free.

Arnika took in a long, deep breath as she contemplated what to do next. After an awkward pause of hesitation, she made up her mind and got to her feet, sidling up next to him and sensually undoing his harnesses. While undoing one of the latches, she gently caressed his haunches, deliberately avoiding touching his stallion bits to tease and entice farther. "You don't have to be shy, stud. We've heard it all here, so what brings you here?" She hadn't heard it all, but he didn't know that. All part of the act.

He snorted and lowered his head a bit, chest heaving. "Oh, you know, just hauling stuff with the aid of some mercs. I don't actually know what I'm delivering, but it must be valuable because the mercenaries tossed us stallions each a few gold and told us to have fun here, and that we'd earned it. Not really my thing, though; transporting goods, I mean. I prefer to find other ways to travel the globe. But you, you're quite pretty." He blushed a little, allowing his mane to partially cover his face and obscure his vision.

"Aww, no need to be bashful, my dear." She cooed as she patted his shoulder, still unbuckling one of his harness latches with her other hand. Her body pressed tight to his flank while she nuzzled at him, eagerly smiling and pleasant-growling against him. "Just relax, and let me have some fun, okay? Is there anything you need to tell me before we start?" Though she was worried and nervous, she was doing her best to keep her voice soft and calm for him.

The stud shifted his hind legs again, cock gently swaying below his belly. His powerful body was heaving with every breath as his muscles tensed and his cock tip slapped to his chest; at the same time, he grunted and gritted his teeth as he scuffed at the ground with his hoof. "Yeah. I kind of have to warn you, I haven't felt the flesh of a mare in many weeks. Uh, the trip has been long and tiring, so we didn't have time to do anything but eat, drink, sleep, and march." Another powerful pelvic tension stiffened his member and rubbed the flare up against his belly, nearly touching the strap that held the harness to him.

She quickly undid another few buckles and peeled the straps off him, tossing the entire harness to the side in a heap of leather and gold. Now that the whole thing was off him, she got a powerful whiff of stallion sweat invading her nostrils, which triggered her needy bitch instincts. She immediately got down to one knee next to him and cradled the length of his cock, squeezing and caressing its underside from tip to sheath. When she got to the base, she was astounded to see just how big his swollen balls were, each nearly the size of her head! "Well, I can definitely see that you've been building up something for me. I'm glad to hear it, too." She yipped at him, slowly leaning in to nuzzle his shaft and lick at the gooey mess of his musk and sweat.

"O-oh, wow." He grunted, bucking his hips into her with enough force to nearly knock her off her dainty perch on her toes. "Just be nice, okay?" He kept his head low and his bushy mane mostly covering his face.

Arnika wasn't sure if he was just young or inexperienced, but she decided to go with it. If he'd been a virgin, she likely would have triggered quite the climax already, and he hadn't burst yet so she knew she had some wiggle room. A thought crossed her mind that, maybe, avoiding his cock a bit would build up a bit of extra desire for him, so she leaned in closer and started to kiss and caress his massive, sagging ball sack. With her snout rubbing up between both orbs, the soft flesh drooping over her muzzle, she grabbed near the base and gave them a gentle kneading. Of course, she was also careful in case he bucked forward agianst her, since he'd done that once already.

As expected, he leaned forward and twitched his hindquarters at her, slamming the underside of his shaft into her forehead as his massive balls slapped to her lips. In an act of restraint, he paused and stomped on the ground, deliberately diverting the blood of his nethers into other muscles to keep his member from getting too sensitive.

"Why so shy?" Arnika asked as she wrapped both her hands around just one of his orbs, giving a notable squeeze and kneading before moving onto the other.

"S-sorry miss. That just...feels real good, you know?" He stomped again, tensing every one of the muscles in his lower half to slap his cock up against his belly, splashing a copious mess of precum into his short hairs there and dripping onto the ground. Another excited spurt exploded to make a mess of the feathering on his front hooves.

She ducked down and avoided the mess as best she could, never letting go of the base of the ball sack she held in her hands. While she was certainly enjoying massaging that part of him, she also knew that she couldn't tease him too much; blue balls were a real thing and made males act irrationally, especially if they were quadruped. That in mind, she leaned back while grabbing onto his ball sack with one hand, the other gently tickling at the base of his sheath while she arched her back and slowly nuzzled along the underside of his shaft.

As expected, another powerful bucking motion nearly threw her off balance, but she stayed grounded thanks to her grip on his balls and base of his cock. A hunger swelled in her, and before long she was resting her lips against his bulbous equine glans, maw open to catch any mess he made. She extended her tongue out far and let the underside of his shaft weigh heavy on it.

Within seconds, he'd bucked again and spurted a thick stream of his precum into the roof of her maw and down her throat, which she eagerly gobbled up and swallowed. However, she had to grab at his shaft to hold on tight, ensuring she wasn't knocked off balance again. She kept one hand squeezing just under his glans while her other hand slid up between her thighs to collect some of the lube she'd been storing inside her, only to smear it against his thickness and use it to stroke gently.

"M-miss?" The stud protested, grunting as he thrust forward again, this time with the force to knock her off balace and onto her rump. "Sorry, miss." He apologized, snorting and tossing his mane while holding back a smile.

Arnika remained splayed out on her rump using her hands to balance off the ground while looking up at him, taking note of his slowly morphing facial expressions that had shifted from stoicism to thinly veiled happiness. Despite wanting to focus on his happiness, she couldn't help but divert her eyes back to his arousal, which manifested in the form of a massive pink and black cock that hovered above her, leaking precum all over her chest to soak her fur through the blouse.

Eager and horny - more for her own satisfaction than for the money - she quickly tore her shirt and skirt off, one after another, to expose her naked body from head to toe. Now that her clothes were discarded, she allowed herself to get messy and lose herself to his sexuality. Arnika quickly got back to her knees and pressed her chest to his cock tip, squeezing her breasts on either side of his shaft to cradle its girth while stroking him up and down; the copious lube mixed with the many splashes of viscous precum kept her slick and soaked, matting fur close to her torso.

Another powerful thrust stabbed at her neck with the spongy tip of his cock, again throwing her off balance, only to resist by grabbing his shaft VERY tight, yet the lube made her fingers slip off and she fell onto her back with her shoulders resting against his front ankles. He lifted one of his hooves up and stared down at her, a broad smile slowly parting his lips as he got a good look at her messy form.

"Dreadfully sorry, my dear." She apologized, idly bringing one leg up to caress his shaft with her toes. The bit of affection made him lift one of his front hooves, only to step on her shoulder with much of his weight before panicking and pulling off, the sudden motion almost making him fall off balance. After a few spooked steps, he found his footing and calmed down again, and Arnika didn't give him a single second to relax before she brought her lips to his cock tip, fingers wrapped around its shaft, stroking and suckling all at once.

The stud slammed his hind hoof down again, grunting in self restraint as a subtle hip thrust stabbed her in the muzzle, constrained spurts of precum splashing against her teeth, with half the stream blasting into her mouth while the rest soaked her cheeks and neck. At this point, he wasn't worrying too much about being gentle, since his arousal had been properly and fully triggered.

She licked her lips and swallowed as much of the mess as she could, letting the rest escape the crook of her maw to soak her lips and throat fur, matting it thick and heavy. That familiar sensation of 'it's finally happening' washed over her in the form of a burst of adrenaline that cooled her body, but didn't stop her nethers from throbbing in desire. She was still leaking lube from before, but now she could barely make out the difference between her own potion and the swaths of his precum moistening her fur in strips from crotch to neck.

"What a delicious mess." The canine muttered to herself before getting up and standing tall next to him. The pony drafter was thick and heavy, but not that tall next to her, so she was actually taller than he was - something she hadn't noticed at first. Maybe it was because his head was held high before? She couldn't tell. Still, she turned around to caress and massage the thick muscles of his neck for a moment before bending over next to him, reaching down between her legs to grab his cock and aim it at the plump flesh of her cunt lips. His flare hadn't exploded or inflated yet, so it was still rounded yet tapered and perhaps half the girth of the toy.

Before she could instruct him to go ahead, he felt her heat against his flesh and bucked into her, back arching and tail raising high as he whinnied and grunted against her. His powerful body pressed down to her back and held her down as his cock tensed and stabbed her under the tail, aim aided by her fingers guiding him to her sex. His hooves stomped on the wood and his powerful neck lowered as he bit down on her shoulder, holding her in place while he offered another violent stab at her.

The combination of her eagerness, the potion, his force, and her guiding his member resulted in his shaft poking into her and plunging deep through her cunt right up to her cervix. She let out an audible gasp as his glans burst through her vulva, followed by a whimpering shudder of pleasure alongside its penetration deep into her.

Before she could get her bearings on the situation, he forced himself into her again, this time even deeper as his length slid in and out of her depths only to press heavy against her womb. She could feel the pressure, but there was no pain. The combination of the slickness of the lube mixed with the malleability of her flesh made it so that even when he was thrusting with all his might, she took it in stride and was able to grind back against him. The bulge in her belly was clear and shifting with each motion of the stud's, and her swollen lips were eagerly swallowing every inch of his length.

He grunted and snorted at her, wincing in pleasure as his heart beat, veins throbbing out against her flesh with every one of his aggressive hip thrusts. The heat of her body smothered him as her flesh contracted and squeezed, caressing his form from base to tip, practically sucking on his member. Before long, he felt his arousal spike, and the only way to keep himself from exploding inside her was to stomp his hoof, biting his lower lip, and slowly shifting his weight back so that his glans rested just barely inside her. If he felt her flesh gulping his member down to the base, he'd have lost it, and he needed to cool off a bit.

"What are you doing, stud?" She protested, eagerly leaning back into him, tail raised high as she slammed her hips up against his, toes curling and claws scratching against the wood. She grabbed each of his front legs for extra leverage as she pushed back, forcing her cunt to envelop nearly every inch of his member in one fluid motion.

Against her aggressive push-back, he whinnied and arched his back, tail raised high as his member forced itself deep. The heavy wrinkles of his sheath forced their way into her as he tensed up every muscle in his body, forcing as much of himself into her soft, malleable depths as would go. He had only the mindset to grunt and whinny at her, gently tossing his head alongside every aggressive thrust; that was, until he bit down on her neck to hold her in place.

"Aah!" She cried out in pain, wincing visibly while also struggling to maintain her stance against him. Her hands were still wrapped tight around his front legs as she pushed back, a visible bulge in her belly the size of her breast prodding out thanks to his massive member angled down and tensed up to full rigor. The flare hadn't exploded yet, so she was still able to grind and move, but she could tell that wouldn't last long.

The entire scene had her experiencing a mixed bag of emotions; on one paw, she was in a lot of pain thanks to his chompers clamped around her neck and the violent depth of his thrust, yet the satisfyingly full sensation of cock deep inside her aided by the girth and throbbing of his veins was a pleasure that doused all pain with its own brand of appeal.

Eager to prove herself - and to get the most out of this riled up stallion - she mustered up all her might and pushed back as hard as she could, grinding and gyrating her hips against the girth at the base of his shaft until she felt a deep, powerful lurch followed by a pop. Before she could pull away or figure out what happened, she felt a growth inflating within her, belly expanding against the pressure of a massive flare exploding within.

A sudden warmth burst into her, filling her womb with seed while the rim of the flare rested heavily against her cervix, plugging it from letting anything at all seep out of her. She could feel his muscles tense and veins throb as his cock pulsed and expanded within her, each twitch bringing another wave of hot fluid into her depths accompanied by a tighter grip of his teeth on her neck. The pressure of his ejaculation bloated her until she felt like she was going to pop, but of course she didn't; the potion that granted her malleability made her somewhat elastic in nature, meaning that before long, his copious mess had swollen her to the point of looking pregnant!

Against instinct, she cradled her belly, which resulted in her slipping and falling forward onto her chest with all her weight tugging on his flared cock, neck slipping from the grip of his jaws. All at once, the flare was yanked from her womb, a torrent of cum coming with it to erupt out her gaping cunt like a fountain, splashing all over her body and smothering her from rump cheeks to shoulders; the eruption calmed a bit, but still bubbled and gurgled over her cheeks and tail with vigor, soaking into her fur before hitting the ground.

The stud reared up, front hooves flailing as his still firm member tensed up and spewed another thick gooey shot of cum into the air, most of it landing splat on Arnika's spine up to between her ears.

No amount of orgasmic bliss could keep her from kicking off the wood floor to dodge him before he landed. She quickly darted up to lean against the table in the middle of the room, soaked body making her slip and slide meekly against its slick surface. When the stallion landed again, his hooves ended up on the couch, cock still firm and making a mess. She couldn't let it go to waste, so she slid up onto the table on her side, reaching down to grab his member and tug him forward until he was right up next to her, member poking up over the side of the table and aimed directly at her maw.

She wrapped her lips around the end of it and suckled gently, tongue undulating against the underside of his shaft while she eagerly swallowed every musky, sticky dropped. Her entire body was absolutely covered in cum, smothered in stallion seed and dripping from every fur tip. Pussy, though ravaged and gaping as more seed escaped her womb, was still hungry for more, so she wrapped her hand around her rump and easily slipped her entire fist to the wrist inside herself.

The knuckles of her hand rubbed against her most sensitive spot as the tender, quivering walls eagerly tensed up and squeezed her digits together, the elastic walls parting with ease for her. This freedom allowed her to wiggle her fingers in waves, tips massaging her depths with ease while still granting her enough freedom and stability to focus on his cock.

His glistening pink length was throbbing in her hand, veins expanding and flare alternating between fully inflated and semi-soft against her lips. It was like he was having a series of powerful orgasms, one after another, right onto her. Of course, she couldn't help but keep her maw open and ready for each and every one of his powerful ejaculations.

Another came to her, splashing against the roof of her mouth and refracting back into her gullet, which she eagerly swallowed, open-mawed. The sudden shift in weight and angle made her lose a bit of grip on her cunt walls, and her fist slipped out of her depths to leave only her finger tips idly prying her vulva open wide. Her pussy gaped wide to show her tender pink depths as a steady trickle of stallion seed bubbled out of her to soak her rump cheeks, one final burst of mess flowing out like a river.

She grabbed at her lip and yanked it open as far as she would go before letting it go in a slapping clap shut, spewing a few drops of collective mess onto the black glass table. At the same time, the stallion bucked one last time, flare forming fully as his urethral ridge tensed up to shoot another gooey mess all over her, getting into one of her eyes and gumming up her ears. She missed catching it in her maw, thanks to being distracted by her floppy cunt lips.

In one motion, the stallion reared up and backed off, landing on all fours next to the table, chest heaving and head lowered with a broad grin on his face. "Well....I needed that. If you don't mind, I'm just going to rest here a bit." He leaned against the wall and slowly slumped down onto his belly, cock rubbing gently on the floor next to a puddle of his own cum, all fours folded up as he gently rested his head down on the ground.

Arnika sat up on the edge of the table, legs parted and feet dangling over the side as she looked down, a little stream of seed escaping her cunt to trickle over the side of the table in a steady drip. She grabbed a few globs of it and eagerly licked it off her fingers before hopping off the side of the table and awkwardly hobbling her way past the exhausted stallion. His cock was slowly retreating back into its sheath, and she would have been happy to help him clean it off, but his desire seemed to be to relax.

The last thing she saw before slipping out of the room was just how much his testicles had shrank, almost to half their diameter and one quarter their normal size. He wasn't lying when he said he'd been saving up for her.

Her steps were notably awkward, and her tail was jerking erratically from side to side as she kicked up her clothes from the pile next to the door and made her way back to the main hall where she'd been chosen. When she made it to the large twin doors, she kicked them open and spread her arms wide with her entire body smothered and soaked in stallion cum. "Alright, who wants sloppy seconds!"