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Maxine had grown up in the country, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, but still, an eon or two of maltreatment of "Furries" had not escaped the most remote provinces of the world. Her family was no different from the rest of humanity. Furries were still less than the animals they cared for on their expansive ranch. They were often times shoo'd away with a broom when mama was about, or with papa's shotgun. But they had long since past from the world. Max had them both burried behind the three-story house she grew up in and took over management of the chickens, cows, horses, dogs, cats, and many, many other critters that dwelt within her family ranch.

Unlike her mama and papa, she chose not to shoo away the Furry who she had found sleeping beside the road one day. She had been driving home with a trailer-full of hey for the horses when, ironicly enough, she had spotted a white furry stallion stretching beside the dirt road, yawning as his muscles rippled beneath his pristine coat.

Slowly, she pulled her truck over to the side and rolled down her passenger-side window with a small smile. She knew her smile was powerful, but it was her sparkling blue eyes, head of blonde hair, and buxom chest that really got attention, and when she wiggled those full hips of hers, she could get a guy to do anything she wanted. This would be no different. She needed help on the farm and a muscled young furry was the perfect candidate.

"Good mornin'." she said, smiling a little wider as the white equine leaned on her truck door. "What are you doin so far out of town?"

The horse rubbed his mane for a moment and scratched behind an ear thoughtfully before he shrugged his shoulders. "My mother and father were killed three nights ago. That was my only reason for staying, to care for them. Now I'm getting away from so many of your kind." he said, his eyes downcast. He never once looked her in the eye.

Perfect, a furry without any ties, or family who might come to stay with him. "Tell you what, I need help tending flock down south a bit. Why dont you come give me a hand? I'll let you stay in the barn with the rest of the horses and feed you daily."

He looked thoughtful for a moment, the offer resounding in his head for several moments before he nodded and moved to climb into the bed of her truck. Smiling, Max turned the truck back onto the road and started back home to the ranch she so loved.

When they got home, she backed the trailer up to the barn and shut the truck off. She climbed out of the pickup to find that her new hired help had already openned the barn door and was unloading hay into the severely depleted pile in the back of the structure. He was a quick learner, good.

As the horseman unloaded the hay, Max left, moving into the to-large house to finish a few chorses over the course of three or four hours. When she had finished, she wandered out into the yard to look in on the equine, who had found the horse coral. He stood within, gently brushing down one of her mares, a glistening black beauty who absolutly quivered with each gentle stroke of the brush. She leaned against the fence for the hour it took for him to finish stroking down the mare, idly watching him whisper to her and nuzzle her affectionatly from time to time. When he was finished, she cleared her throat and called out. "Close up the barn when you go to bed. I will see you in the morning." She climbed down off of the fence and hesitated. "My name's Max, by the way."

The horseman looked in her direction and nodded. "Sam. I will go to bed now, Miss Max." he said, starting towards the afore mentioned barn door, brush in hand.

She nodded to him but said nothing, turning on her heel to saunder back up the easy incline towards her home, giving her hips a seductive sway for her own benefit. After all, if she could control him, she could have the perfect ranch-hand to come at her beck and call.

The months went by and Max gave her new help all the persuasion he needed to get the jobs she wanted done and out of the way. As usual every night he would brush the horses down, a different steed every evening before he would cycle around again and start anew. Maxine let him work and by the sixth month of his service, he knew what needed to be done without being told, and promptly did it. She ignored him for the most part as she enjoyed the finer points of owning one's own ranch.

One evening when she had strode down to the coral to check on him, she noticed he was not out with his brush. Perplexed, she moved into the stable. She openned her mouth to call his name out, but closed it promptly when she heard a voice from one of the stalls. She cocked a brow curiously and moved to the stall door and peeked in. She covered her mouth with her fingertips to stifle a gasp.

Sam stood behind the beautiful black mare he had first brushed down his first day on the job. She held her tail to the side as she stared at him over her shoulder with big brown eyes. She remained still as Sam reached down and carefully massaged his sheathe. After a moment, his thick pink-and-black cock slid free and began to grow, standing erect at an impressive two feet length. He stroked himself for a moment, then pointed himself at her winking pussy-lips.

Max knew she was in heat and had kept her seperated from the stallions, but never once did she think she should keep her seperated from the help! What's more, she felt the heat rising in her belly and a dampness coating her panties.

Sam guided his cock-head into the mare's waiting pussy and reached up to grab her smooth rump. He eased all two feet into her body, then paused and slowly withdrew himself before driving his dick into her agian and again, emulating the movements of a feral horse. She responded by giving a soft whiney.

Sam fucked himself into her again and again, slapping his hips against her great rump faster and harder, letting his baseball-sized balls slap against her clit again and again. He moaned loudly as he did so, throwing his head back and closing his eyes.

Max bit her lip, trying not to make a noise as she watched her ranch-hand fuck her prize mare. She crossed her legs, wishing she wasnt getting so turned on by this, but... the way their muscles rippled in unison, how the black mare seemed to rock her body back against him each time he drove his length into her, the way Sam's cock glistenned, coated in their juices...

Sam moaned louder, grunting and moaning until at last he burried himself as deeply as he could into the mare and together they threw their heads back and gave loud whineys. After several minutes when his limp cock fell away, a great amount of cum gushed out of the mare and splashed onto the ground. Max could only imagine how much was still inside her!

Max ran out of the stable and up into her bedroom where she quickly stripped off her jeans and t-shirt to grip at her breast and burry two fingers inside her virgin pussy. Why had that been so hot? She had never been so interested in animals before, but seeing the Furry and her mare... Just the thought of it caused her to throw her head back and cry out in an intense orgasm. She forced herself through dozens more that night as she fantasized about Sam fucking her, and those thoughts transformed, naturally, into one of her prize stud-horses mounting her. After all, Sam was less than human, less than an animal.

When she awoke the next morning, her loins burned with curiosity and desire. She would have to be careful about this, though. If her ranch-hand was so long, and he was only a good foot taller than her, then a true stud-horse would probobly be longer yet! She climbed out of her large bed and saundered down into her kitchen to sit down at her small table, where she usually ate her meals. She sat naked there for an hour, contemplating her plan. She needed a cock, but not just any cock. Right then, there was only one she wanted. The black mare Sam had taken a liking to had a twin brother, her prize stud. The two were identical, except of course for the impressive testicles hanging between the brother's legs.

Max crossed her legs. Already it had begun to burn, a desire so hot she could think of nothing more. Scampering back into her bedroom, she pulled on a t-shirt and a short denim skirt. She didnt bother with panties or a bra. They would just get in the way and cost her time she needed to use with her stud.

Making her way down to the stable, she was relieved to see Sam was out and about in the largest coral, running her horses. He had the mares out right now, knowing they were to be kept seperate from the studs of the stable. Good! She crept down the line, to the stall on the end. When she reached the stall, she unhooked the latch and stepped in, taking care to secure the door again when she stood within.

The black stallion craned his head to watch her inquisitivly before he turned around to nicker and nuzzle at her affectionatly. Something took hold of Max and she kissed his glossy black hide, caressing his muzzle and cheeks affectionatly before she looked around. There was a bench nearby, one she considered to be the perfect height.

She strode to the bench and quickly shed her shirt and skirt, dropping them carelessly to the hay covered floor as she bent forward, resting her palms against the wooden seat of the bench. It was the perfect size! She lifted her head and looked to the stallion for a moment, clicking her tongue at him. He didnt move. Whining in frustration, she moved to his side and crouched down.

The first thing she noticed was his grape-fruit sized balls hanging between his hind legs. She moaned in eager anxiety as she lifted her hands to gently cup each nut, squeezing and massaging her gently. The stud reacted instantly, stomping a front hoof as his black-and-pink length started to fall free of his body.

Max licked her lips, already breathing heavily as she watched the snake slither out to greet her. Shegave a soft moan at the site of his massive limber cock and quickly returned to the bench, bending over and resting her hands against the wood seat. She again clicked her tongue at the stud eagerly, wiggling her ass for him as if that would encourage him as it oft times did for the human men she wanted to control.

The stud horse needed no further encouragment. He knew what he had to do. He started forward and gave a whiney as he reared up and set his weight on Max's back and hips. She gave a yelp in suprise, but quickly compensated, keeping the stallion's weight up off the ground. It was a little tough to support such a large animal and she thought better of the idea of holding him up as he humped her, but that hot, wet cockhead poking against her ass cheeks and thighs reminded her how badly she needed it. She moaned eagerly and wiggled her ass again, trying to find the horse's dick as much as he was trying to find her.

She felt the flared head of her stud's prick press against her womanhood and gasped at the stimulation of hot flesh against her sensitive body. The horse, too, knew what he had found and lunged forward, taking a full two steps to drive himself into her. Max gasped again and yelped, but quickly bit her tongue to stifle the sounds. It hurt! She had been told losing her virginity might hurt a tiny bit, but this hurt alot more! Then again, she thought, her stud was being driven by instinct, and he was much more used to fucking a body that could accomodate him, not something so small as her.

Even as she thought the pain over, her stud withdrew himself from her body nearly completly before lurching forward again, driving himself home. She knew it wasnt his entire length, but even still she could feel it in her mid-belly. After several of these powerful thrusts, the pain and discomfort was quickly replaced by a pleasure she had only ever dreamed of. Her body clamped hard around the invading cock, milking it instinctivly as it filled her again and again.

The stud horse gave a whiney and suddenly hopped forward. Max gasped again and gave a small scream. It was like she had lost her virginity all over again! It burned and stung as another barrier deep inside had been broken. But she didnt understand what it was, all she knew was that she felt two hot balls pressed against her thighs and clit as the cock inside of her swelled bigger, growing another inch or so in every direction. She could feel his cockhead flaring more, growing large to keep the inevitable storm contained.

The increase in size stretched her to her limits and as the invading prick started to pulse and twitch, it stroked spots inside of her she didnt even know she had. And the feeling of something hot filling her body, pouring deep inside of her pushed her over the edge. Unable to hold back any longer, she threw her head back against the horse's chest and cried out loudly as her body was wracked in orgasm. Her muscles clamped hard and milked the horse cock invading her body for every drop it could give. And give it did. More and more of that wonderful heat filled her womb, gushing in great eruptions into her, driving her into another powerful climax, and then another and another.

She was weak in the knees, but she held her ground as both of their bodies came down from the encounter. After several moments, her stud carefully dismounted, pulling a limp cock out of her body. She hung her head, waiting to see how much cum would gush out of her body and onto the ground. Not a single drop dribbled down her leg. She blinked a few times in suprise as the stud moved away from her to stand idly, boredly against the wall. She carefully stood up, groaning in sore discomfort. Well, her friends in highschool had said it would leave her sore, wouldnt it? She sighed contently and rested a hand on her sore belly.

Her eyes widened and her heart stopped for a beat. Her belly was not the taur, muscled surface it had been. She looked down between her sweat-covered breasts to behold a slight roundness that had obviously not been there before. A panic swept over her body as she slumped down onto the bench. She rubbed her belly lightly, poking it as if to see if it were truly there. How could that have happened, she wondered. Then again, maybe that 'second virginity' she had felt was the entrance to her womb and her stud had left his seed directly in there? That might explain it. In theory, her cervix would close back right away and lock it all inside, right? Her mind reeled. She hadnt even noticed her ranch hand leaning on the stall door, watching her with an amused, and admittedly aroused, smirk.

Finally she stood up and snatched up her clothing. She pulled on her skirt and her shirt, frowning at the noticable bulge beneath the fabric. Sighing lightly, she strode towards the door and looked up. She squeeked in suprise at the face peering in at her. "SAM!"

"I was coming to fetch Randy and run him and the other studs a bit before lunch time, Miss Max, but he was a little occupied." He said with a small smile. "I am sorry, I hadnt meant to walk in on you." He said, stepping back and pulling the door open for her. When he stepped around the wood of the door to lean against it, his two-foot cock was clearly visible, throbbing infront of himself.

Max gasped lightly at the sight. The only thing she could think of was the image of that cock sliding into the mare's body the previous day, and then her dreams... and then the experience she just shared with her stud. When she glanced back to Randy, his cock was again bobbing beneath his body again, slapping against his belly. All three feet of it. Her eyes widened in shock. All of that was inside of her!? Where did she put it!? She would think about that later. Two delicious, hot looking pricks both for her... Already she was hot and heady for the both of them. She looked back to Sam and rushed back to the bench. She knelt down before it and bent over, looking over her shoulder wantingly at the furry standing in the doorway.

Sam looked confused for a moment, then hesitantly moved forward to kneel behind his employer, his owner of sorts. Max wiggled her ass for him and gave a needy moan. It was all the encouragment he needed. She felt him lift her skirt and press the head of his dick against her abused openning. She opened her mouth to tell him she needed him, but all that came out was a heady moan. Sam suddenly slammed his hips against her rump, driving all twenty four inches of his rod into her. Again Max felt that sharp pain, but it was dulled by the heat and immense passion as Sam leaned forward to grip her breast in his two strong hands, squeezing and groping her through her shirt as he fucked her.

"SHIT!" She screamed, rocking back against the furry every time he forced his cock into her. "Shit! Harder! Fuck, harder Sam!" she cried out. He was smaller than the stallion and did not stretch her nearly so far, nor did he hit any of the spots the feral horse had, but God did it still feel good. She moaned loudly, reaching up with a hand to grip her breast, showing Sam just how she wanted to be touched.

The wet sloshing sounds intensified as the two of them moaned and cried out. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum! Sam! I'm gonna cum Sam!" she screamed, pushing back against him. "Fuuuuuck! Fuck me! Cum in me!" It had already begun, though. Sam forced himself as deeply as he could into his employer and threw his head out, whinying loudly as he had the day before. As with the feral stud, the furry's cock swelled greatly in every direction before it started to throb. Max grit her teeth, trying to hold back her orgasm, but it was not to be. Her body started to milk Sam hard, forcing every drop out of the shaft of his long, thick prick and into her over-full womb.

Her body slumped forward onto the bench, but it stopped short when the edge of the seat pressed against her belly. She let a hand slide away from her breast down her body, gliding over the slick, sweaty flesh to see how much more her belly had grown. She sighed lightly, feeling a very noticable round bulge there. Again, as Sam pulled his cock out of her, she felt not a drop dribble down her legs. It was strange how that worked, but she stopped caring a half hour ago.

She laid panting against the bench for a moment, then staggered to her feet on shaking legs to turn and look at Sam who was starting to lead Randy out of the stall. "Sam... You dont have to sleep in the barn no more." she said exasperatedly as she stumbled towards the door.

Sam turned to look at his pregnant-looking employer and blinked inquisitivly.

"Sleep with me instead." she said, then started out the stable, leaving Sam to his work.

That night, instead of returning to the barn after brushing down the horse of his choice, Sam ventured up into the large house and made his way to the bedroom. Max laid upon the bed on her back, her bulging belly towering over the rest of her naked body. Perhaps she collapsed there in exhaustion that morning. Finally, Sam moved to the bed and curled beside her, a smile on his muzzle.

Maxine and Samuel had become close after one feral fuck. She no longer saw him as an employee, another mouth to feed, but someone to share her most intimate desires with. And share they did. As the months rolled on and they became close friends, her belly stopped deflating and actually began to get bigger. Some time after, the black mare Rita gave birth to a beautiful young colt, white with black stripes.

"A zebra?" Max asked him at the time, stroking her own baby-full belly with an amused smirk on her lips.

Sam laughed lightly and shrugged. "I think my grandmother was a zebra..." he explained in as much confusion as the mother-to-be kneeling before him licking his cock and balls.

Some time later, Max went into labor and gave birth to a beautiful baby zebra boy.