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(ZOO) Meeting In the Middle

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

11th August, 2019

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Patches grazed in the field, her black and white patchwork coat rippling in the gentle breeze and her long luxuriant tail swished from side to side as she chased away the annoying and biting insects that bothered her. Predominantly white furred; Patches had a distinctive white mane, and a dark head with a brilliant white blaze from nose to forehead. On her back, was a large black 'saddle' patch, that extended mid-way down her sides.

Beloved of her owner, and he of her, Patches thought the world of him – and he had spoilt her rotten from when he first got her as a young filly. Allowed in his house, due to her small, Shetland body, he'd taught her to be house trained and she'd never wet or pooped inside, always going outside to do her business. In winter,she slept with him on his bed, something Patches loved almost as much as what else they shared...

Hearing the gate squeak, Patches snorted, started from her daydreams as she looked up and saw the distinctive shirtless body and the bright blue jeans her owner liked to wear. Patches nickered at him and tossed her head, before he waved at her and she obediently come galloping towards him as fast as her little pale legs would carry her.

Skidding to a halt, Patches panted and flicked her ears flicked forwards, as she nickered at him and nuzzled against his pale belly.

"Yes Patches, I got you a treat girl," James laughed, as from behind his back he produced a carrot for her.

Holding it out, he watched as Patches nipped the tip off it and began chewing thoughtfully, before taking another bite.

"Hey!" James scolded her gently with a tap on the velvety nose. "Don't be greedy!"

Patches snorted, then chewed the carrot she had bitten off, before looking up at James and nuzzling intently against the bulge in his jeans. With a huff, James grunted and stepped back, then placed a hand lightly on Patches nose.

"Hey! Aren't you just the disobedient little filly today!" He laughed, then gently ruffled her forehead locks. "If you want to play -"

Patches nodded and squealed then took off, running back towards the stables and enclosure.

"... guess that answers that!" James snickered as he began walking back to the stables.

*

Here, Patches snorted and pawed at the ground, eagerly waiting to get into the feed shed and where she knew her favourite spot for their play time was.

"Alright, alright!" James laughed quietly, as he unlatched the door, then Patches pushed past him and flung it open with her nose then walked into the dimly lit feed shed.

Taking a mouth full of the nearest hay, Patches flicked her tail then marched over to the timber clad pallet and clambered up onto it, before she turned her head expectantly, her tail slashing from side to side.

"Be patient!" James laughed as he undone his belt, then his trousers, sitting on the bale and sliding them down his thighs and shins before taking them off and setting them aside.

Already, his impressive length strained against the tight fitting boxer shorts and Patches nickered at him impatiently. As he slid them down as well, patches squirmed at the impressive display of human male-hood that hung half-erect from his groin. James had always been, well, blessed, but this thing even made Patches sit up and take notice. A good nine or ten inches of firming dick was held in his left hand, as he smiled at Patches.

"You'll get it soon enough little girl - " James grinned, as he knelt down and lifted her tail up and to the side, exposing her warm, glistening labial folds.

"My, getting all wet already are we?"

Patches grunted, then as he watched, the vaginal folds twitched and she winked at him, displaying the pale pink inner vaginal walls and the narrow tunnel sloping in and upwards.

"No time like the present then, is there - " James grinned.

As he stood back up, taking himself in his hand and guiding the penile head against Patches labia. Patches winked twice in rapid succession, the third time, James slid himself home as he grunted at the incredible trust his mare showed him – and her unimaginable warmth. Patches twitched and pushed back quickly sliding his full length into her as she squealed and began rippling her vaginal walls. Wet squelches come from her labia, as she nickered and squirmed in pleasure – feeling her human stallion claim her.

"Fuck me Patches..." James gasped, as he braced himself with his hands on her rump. "Go easy girl, or this will end in seconds, not the long, sensual mating you deserve!"

Patches turned her head, and James reached forwards to cup her chin, as he breathed deeply into her nostrils and she blew her breath back at him. Something sparkled at the conjoining of breaths and James inhaled, the same as Patches did.

"What..." James snorted, then he gasped as he felt warmth spread from his groin. "No...what's..."

James stared dumbfounded, as black fur erupted from his hand, his index and middle fingers fusing together, then the ring and pinkie. Short, blunt hooflets sprouted from the top of the fingertips as the black fur roiled and moved like oil, flowing up his arms. He tried to dismount, but something held him in place, before he stamped his foot and felt the shoe strain and tear apart, before he kicked it away and the loud clop of a hoof was heard.

'What's...happening to...me!" James squealed breathless, before he clutched at his face, feeling the facial bones stretch and lengthen,forming a long, black muzzle, the nostrils becoming equine as did the mouth.

"Nnn..." James nickered, unable to help himself as he was torn between the terrifying transformation that was occurring, and his unmistakable pleasure as he felt his penis grow a bit longer and quadruple its girth as Patches squealed in surprise.

His hair become black and long, the mane rippling down his neck and shoulders as he felt himself become neither horse, nor human – but some unnatural hybrid of the two. His nostrils smelt Patches desperate need – the scent of her season strong in his nostrils as he gripped her by the shoulders and began thrusting like a feral stallion – his ebony black coat glistening and his tail flagging like a piston with each thrust inside her.

Huff, huff, huff – come from James muzzle, as he ploughed Patches like she'd never been mated before. Her body quivered and squirmed, as she felt the powerful thrusts and her vaginal walls crushed down on the equine length within her as she threw her head back and squealed. Her powerful orgasm made James whinny in triumph and exstacy as he thrust as deep as his strange body would let him, then ejaculated deep into Patches' womb filling it with his hot, sticky equine foal batter.

His penile head flaring, he felt pleasure beyond anything he'd ever imagined, as his penis began to retract back towards the sheath, scraping the sticky folds as it went.

"Ugh..." James gurgled, as he slumped forwards onto Patches back and panted, his arms sliding either side of her and draping towards the floor.

Patches snorted and spread her hind legs out, her human having become considerably heavier, as she looked back at him, her ears flattening and nostrils flaring. Her eyes showed her confusion – for this powerful, ebony coloured strange biped stallion who mated her – wasn't her human – yet he...her mind couldn't summon the images. Whilst she loved her human and his mating her – this thing – had pleasured her in a way un-imagined to her young mind!

"Gah...Patch..." James grated, then coughed.

Stepping back, he looked incredulously at his paws, his forearms, then as he leaned forwards, he seen his equine penis dribbling the last of the semen onto the feed shed floor – and the black thighs, shins and large black hooves.

Dreaming, got to be dreaming...

Pinching his right forearm, he gasped and winced, feeling the ears flick.

"No...I – I can't be..." James gurgled, as he slapped at his taught, muscular belly.

Patches dropped her aching tail, then turned about, before she flattened her ears again and snorted through her nostrils. It didn't look like her master, whom she loved and adored – something – about him, was similar in his scent.

"Patch...Patches - " James grunted, trying to force strange vocal cords to speak clearly. "It's...me honey – its...'Ame's..."

Patches snorted and backed away, shaking her head in disbelief. James stepped back, then he whinnied in fear as he tripped over something, his head smacking against the wall with a crunch and he collapsed, darkness falling on him like a hammer...

*

Groggily, James returned to consciousness, to feel something straddling him, and the warmth of tight folds gripping his penis inside itself.

"Wha..." James gurgled and blinked, before he felt fingers slide around his neck and grip into his black, silky mane.

"Mas..." Come a weak voice, as he felt warm breasts pushed against him and a feminine grunt as the thing straddling him moved forwards slightly, sliding him as deep as he can.

"Who...what... what's...happening..." James blinked, then he seen a pale white throat before him, his eyes lifting to see the black jawline, then the chin and his mind fell away.

"No..."

"Master..." Come the grunt from Patches.

She tilted her head back an rocked herself back and forth, her vaginal walls gripping and releasing as she sought to bring her stallion to another orgasm. Already, as rationality and a crushing headache descended upon James, he felt the sticky wetness on his groin and thighs, as Patches gasped and flagged her tail in enthusiasm.

"More...please?" She nickered.

James shook his head and winced, as he slid his hands up behind her back, feeling the equine coat tremble and ripple with the strong muscles beneath it.

"Patches...you're... " James tried to encompass it.

He could feel and see the anthropomorphic mare he was breeding with – could feel every nuance as she squeezed with her powerful muscles along the thick equine penis within her.

"I...don't understand..." He murmured.

"No...unders..." Patches frowned and gasped again as a powerful spasm ran through her body.

James' nostrils flared, smelling the in season mare's urgent need, he grunted and began to thrust as hard as he could, from this akward position. Sense and rationality were swept away with the bestial need to mate this mare and put her to foal – or at least try – multiple times.

He had no idea what had happened to him, or to Patches – all he knew, was he loved her – and she loved him, and they would enjoy each others affections and lovemaking – for as long as they could...

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