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Bruce was on his first real vacation in years and she had chosen southeast Asia for his destination. He was in Bangkok when it all happened. It was late one human night and he was walking down the street between his hotel and a late night market he had just visited. The sidewalk was crowded with street vendors and hawkers, mostly selling food.

As Bruce didn't want to get stuck in the crowded street, he decided to cut down a large and well lit alleyway to get back to his hotel.

He was around six feet tall, in his late twenties with white skin, brown hair, and green eyes. He had an average to slightly more muscular build with a scruffy overall appearance. He was wearing sandals, shorts, and and a t-shirt as the temperatures were fairly hot.

It was as he was walking down this unassuming alleyway that he spotted a business set down a flight of stairs leading under a building. Bruce would have thought nothing of it and kept walking but something about the smell wafting out of it drew him back again. He wasn't even sure why kind of shop it was as there was a velvet black curtain in front on the door and the language was in one he didn't understand. He did notice a 'English Speakers Welcome' sign that made him curious.

Heading down the stairs and through the curtain, he was immediately greeted by a strange looking woman. She had what appeared to be costume rear rabbit ears, nose, whiskers, teeth and he even thought he saw a tail behind her. What clothes she was wearing amounted to black lingerie covering up but enough of her buxom body.

She greeted him in the local language while Bruce clumsily bowed to her and asked, "English?"

The rabbit girl bit her lip and shook her head, looking distraught for a moment before having an idea. She took the man's hand and walked him further into the establishment. There the walls got a bit wider and the hallway turned before they faced a door. There was writing on it but Bruce didn't understand. He simply nodded and was shown in.

They entered into a tight waiting room with maybe seven chairs, a table, and a receptionist desk. There was easy listening R&B being pumped through the speakers and Bruce found himself there all alone. The bunny girl went to the desk and shared some words with the woman there who Bruce couldn't make out from his angle. Finally the rabbit girl waved him over before taking her leave back to the front of the building.

"My girl tells me you speak English. I to, speak English. I would be happy to help you. I am the manager of the establishment," the woman said as Bruce's jaw dropped.

Her eyes were like emeralds and her ears like that of a cat. Her features- ears, nose, cheeks, tail- were all there but a light coating of fur all over that made her look like a tuxedo cat but still mostly a person.

"Your English is very good," was all Bruce could say of her only lightly accented voice.

"What is your pleasure?"

"P-pleasure?" he repeated as he once again realized he wasn't sure what the place even was.

"Yes. You know where you are, don't you?" she asked with her eyes big.

"Uhhhhh, not exactly. Could you fill me in?" Bruce asked with a blush in his face.

"We are a bordello that specializes in people of the furrier variety. You saw our hostess and then there is me. We have a few girls that could fill and desire you have," the cat girl explained while playfully chewing at the tip of her pen.

"Like, what sort of girls?" Bruce asked as it slowly dawned on him what kind of business it was. He never wanted to admit that he had a deep, dark interest in girl's crossed with some animal features but never once thought that it could be a reality.

"Well, we have a few girls that are open currently. There are two cats, a giraffe, squirrel, dog, and a couple others. Did you have anything in mind?" she asked as she seemingly pushed her breasts together and forward.

"I, uhhhh, ummmmm, cats are nice," he said as he did his best not to stare at the woman.

"Excellent choice, though perhaps I am somewhat biased. We also have male options if you're interested in that. Some stallions or-"

"Cat would be fine, I guess, heh," Bruce interrupted.

"Of course, right this way," and as she said that, she clicked a button under her desk and the door to his right opened. The cat woman got up and showed him into the narrow hallways of the place.

In the back of Bruce's mind, he was screaming at himself for partaking in such actions. It seemed seedy and a good way to catch a disease but then again, he may never be able to act out his fetish again. And if the girl's makeup was anywhere as good as the other cat's, he would be in for a warm surprise.

They finally reached a door which the woman opened for him and bowed as he saw himself in.

It was far nicer than he would have thought as the room was well furnished with more black and red velvet with a California king sized bed taking up the majority of the space.

"Have a seat on the bed. She'll be in a minute. She doesn't speak any English but she knows well enough how to treat a man," the manager said as she winked at Bruce. He gave her an uneasy smile before she left the room.

Bruce sat down on the edge of the bed and waited, partially thinking that this was stupid while another part of him was honestly very excited. That's why there was a bulge in his pants that wouldn't go away.

It was a few minutes before he heard someone coming and the door opened.

"Oh wow," Bruce mouthed as the woman came into view.

She was maybe just over five feet tall and packed into that package was a tight frame with a busty chest, perky ass, wiggling cat tail and many of the same features as the manager only enhanced. Her hair was a silver as her fur was white and gray for the most part. She had on a simple two lingerie piece set with bra and panties. Both were see through so her dark nipples and tight cunt were visible.

The door closed behind her as she walked in silently and bowed in front of him. Without another word, she got to her knees in front of the bed and started to undo the front of his shorts. She tugged them down around his ankles before moving to his briefs which she, with a smile, pulled down as well.

"Heh, you work pretty fas- oh god, yes," Bruce's words were lost as she went after his cock with a lusty desire. He was surprised at how much of him she could take in her small mouth but she was licking and working it with a practiced touch.

Her tongue knew how to move and licked from base to tip with a vigor that had Bruce's breath catching in his throat. His hands came down on her silver haired head as the cat girl worked a magic over him that had him entranced.

When she finally came to the last, long lick up his shaft, pre was starting to stick to her lips. She stood up, pushing Bruce onto his back as she did so. Unclipping the back of her bra allowed the ample but perky breasts of the cat to bounce down. She then slipped out of her panties and once onto her foot, she flicked them up into Bruce's face.

Momentarily distracted, he didn't have time to prepare himself for when she pounced on him and got on top. She licked her lips and chewed the lower lip as she felt herself up with her free hands.

Bruce had never seen a girl more attractive in all his life. His hands traced up her shapely thighs and around to her ass which he squeezed before slapping once. The catgirl giggled and likely would have blushed had her face not been so furry.

Gradually, she lowered herself down on him and with her saliva still dripping off his cock, it was an easy get. Bruce was shuddering as she took every inch of him into her tight sex until he was buried to the hilt. There she just sat on him, her hands playfully scratching at his chest while Bruce couldn't help but be mesmerized by her breasts.

The catgirl finally started to work him, with her hands laying flat on his chest while her hips rocked up and down.

"Oh baby, you're the hottest woman I've ever been with," Bruce murmured.

The catgirl remained silent, instead just keeping her rhythm and taking Bruce's uninvolved hands and moving them up to her tits where he could grope them freely.

After a few minutes of that, Bruce was feeling more bold and he sat up and took the girl in his arms in order to switch positions so she was on her back. She didn't fight this though he could have sworn she said something. Regardless, now looking down at the beauty, he continued to fuck her at his own pace which was an ever quickening one.

They slid further up on the bed and the satin sheets were slippery but that was also due to the sweat starting to come off the man. The room had no windows and was starting to get steamy with all the heat they were producing.

Eventually, with all the action that they were doing, things got inevitability close for Bruce as he fucked the catgirl silly. She could sense it as well and at first was trying to slide off him but Bruce kept going and being stronger than the petite woman, was able to hold her in place until he finally came.

"Oh, yeah," he grunted as he felt himself finally finish in the tight cunt of the catgirl as she squirmed and moaned herself.

It was another few moments before Bruce finally slid out and collapsed on the bed next to the girl. Both were panting hard when a knock could be heard at the door.

Bruce was about to tell them to wait when in came the manager, all smiles.

"I see you enjoyed yourself," she said, looking over the spent catgirl on the sheets.

"Heh, yeah," Bruce said in between catching his breath. Part of him was embarrassed he was exposed like he was but more of him simply didn't care.

The woman then snapped her fingers and it was like a switch flipped in the catgirl on the bed. She hopped up and started getting dressed back in her lingerie. Bruce enjoyed watching her do this and walk away from him. She had such a perfect little ass he thought.

The girl then whispered something to the manager who nodded and listened. Once that was done, the manager whispered something back to her and then let the catgirl through the door.

"So, for the full action and you finishing in the girl, that will be forty-five hundred," the manager said with a straight face.

Bruce's face, on the other hand, gave a confused look. "Wait, is that in your money or mine?"

"Yours. We accept most major credit cards and don't worry, we charge under a neutral company name so no one suspects what you actually bought," she added with a smile.

The color dropped out of Bruce's face. He had realized he would have to pay but was under the assumption that around here, brothels were cheap. This almost felt like extortion.

"You've got to be kidding. For just that action it's over four thousand dollars?" He sat up and pulled up his underwear, trying to appear tough but the manager didn't waver.

"Had you inquired about pricing before I would have been happy to explain but given your fervor for going after it, I assumed you would be good for it. You are good for it, aren't you?" she pressed, her foot tapping the floor.

Bruce gulped and tried to act casual. "I mean that's a lot to pay for-"

"You either have the money or you do not, sir. Which is it?" she asked flatly.

Feeling it was the moment to make a stand, Bruce firmed up his jaw and replied, "No."

The manager nodded. "Fine. Then we get the money back another way," she said. With a snap of her fingers, a door in the back of the room that Bruce thought was just part of the wall opened and in walked one of the largest creatures he had ever seen.

It was a he, certainly, and had the appearance of a humanoid horse. Large muscles covered most of his body where a brown fur covered him from hooved feet to flicking equine ears. As he approached, Bruce could see more than he would have liked as the horseman was wearing a black thong that did little to mask the rather large junk he was carrying. His balls were like two massive softballs and while the thong held those together, there was also the matter of the sheath that it had which the thong didn't hide well.

In the horseman's hand was a bottle of something. He first walked over to the manager and handed her the bottle before approaching Bruce.

"Hey, hey! Get away from me!" he said of the freakishly large beast that was baring down on him.

Bruce tried to get up and leave but was immediately pushed back down to the bed. Then the horse man fell on top of him, pinning his arms above his head and trapping his legs against his own.

"I would like you to meet Jacob," the manager began as she casually walked over to the bed. She twisted off the top of the bottle and pulled out what was revealed to be a dropper. "He's going to help you with your transition."

"Transition? What the hell are you talking about? Let me go!" he tried to struggle but the horse was much stronger than him. Bruce felt like a child compared to the massive man beast.

"Jacob, his mouth," the manager said, ignoring Bruce's words entirely.

Up came the strong hand of the horseman which pinched Bruce's mouth open. Once that was done, the manager came up and let a few drops from the bottle drip down into Bruce's throat. The taste was bittersweet and he swallowed without even thinking.

"That should do it," she said as she pocketed the bottle. "I'll leave you two be and I'll see you once you're done."

"Done? I'm already done with this place! You can't do this to me!" Bruce cried out as the woman left the room without looking back.

"Heh, you're all mine now," Jacob said as he finally relented and backed off Bruce. Still, he stood watch over Bruce who was looking around for some way out of this situation that wouldn't involve this freak of a horse hybrid to smack him down. There was, however, no escape.

"Let me go, please. I'll... I'll give you everything I have," Bruce attempted to bargain as the situation was starting to make him feel hot.

"You can't even pay up your bill here, what makes you think I would accept that offer? Besides, I get to play with you soon enough," Jacob laughed.

Soon Bruce realized that the heat he was experiencing was something abnormal as he started getting more and more steamed under his collar. He didn't realize it but his face was turning red and droplets of sweat were forming under his hairline.

"What was in that dropper? I'm not, not feeling so good," Bruce said as his stomach grumbled and the heat that he felt started to spread through his entire body.

"Oh, just a special formula for you," the horseman smirked as he delighted in watching. He backed away a few steps from the bed.

Bruce then sat up and tried to get to his feet but was only wobbly there for a few moments before he plopped back down on the bed. He felt dizzy when he tried to stand and it felt like the room was spinning.

"Poison?" he asked, wiping his forehead and looking down at his hands as they to were dripping wet.

"No, not poison. A bit of magic, perhaps," the horseman said.

Bruce coughed and it felt like his bones were starting to ache. That's when he started to notice something strange about his hands. The skin almost looked smoother while his fingers were smaller. He figured this had to be some trick of his eyes so he looked up his forearm and say the skin there was smoother too.

Then his nipples started to burn like they were being rubbed incessantly. Moving his hands to his chest, he was surprised to feel a bit of extra meat to his pecks that wasn't there before. Grabbing and squeezing himself through his shirt, he could feel his nipples were hard.

Next came a discomfort to the bones in his face that was causing his nose to twitch. Crossing his eyes, he could see it getting slimmer while his cheeks felt like they were slimming down as well. Moving his hands to his face, he could almost feel that his proportions were altering drastically.

"Wh-what the hell?" he said, his voice cracking as he spoke.

The horseman laughed loudly while hiking up his thong a bit.

"I see you're noticing that things aren't what they seem, eh? Seems you're excited about it too," Jacob pointed out with his eyes looking down between Bruce's leg.

Bruce then looked down and saw that his cock was hard again in his briefs though he didn't feel any sexual excitement from it at first. That's when he shivered all over as he started to cum, staining the front of his briefs. Soon it was soaked through and his balls felt like they were being milked for all their worth.

"Ugh, stop... stop it, please," Bruce begged while the last of his human seed was forced out of him. Next, though the cock still felt hard as ever, it began to shrink. As it did, Bruce felt his ass starting to get plumper which caused his legs to part somewhat.

Jacob stepped closer and reached for the elastic waistband of the briefs and with a strong tug, ripped them off completely.

Bruce blushed but his face was already red from the heat. Jacob made sure Bruce was sitting up and looking down so he could see his own cock shrinking and his balls doing the same.

"Looks like your manhood is shriveling up," Jacob noted with a smirk.

"N-n-no. Please, stop this," Bruce begged as he could feel his testicles being pulled up into his body one at a time. His cock was now little more than an inch long while the flesh between his legs crawled and felt all sorts of wrong to the man.

"I couldn't stop it if I wanted to, and I really don't want it to," said the horseman with a grin across his long face.

As the pulses of heat started to get more pointed, Bruce looked away from his crotch as he couldn't understand what was happening to him. Though, in the back of his mind, he had an idea.

It was then that he started to notice his hair was getting longer and not only that, it was turning a deep black. Tugging at it, it hurt so he knew that this wasn't some trick or hallucination. Feeling over his ears, they were getting smaller as well and tied with everything else happening to his face, and the lack of something dangling between his legs, made him think that he was becoming very feminine.

He felt his lips plump and his thighs thickened up too, with the space between his legs feeling stranger and stranger. When he looked at his crotch again, he was shocked to see the lips of a cunt while his cock shrunk into the folds and became his new clit.

Bruce's mind started to spin out of control as having this point of view seemed freakish to say the least.

"Mmmmmm, let me see how you're coming along," the horseman spoke gingerly as he leaned forward and took Bruce by the collar. With one hard tug, he ripped the shirt off, revealing the shapely C cup breasts that were already on his thinning frame. They continued to swell and grow heavier on his chest which heaved up and down with every panicked breath.

Crossing his legs, he felt the utmost concern for his masculinity which was fading by the minute.

His proportions started to becoming more curvy and seemed to interest the horseman greatly as something began to emerge from his sheath. Bruce wanted to look away but for some reason he watched as a thick as your forearm cock started to emerge. It was mottled in color and with a mushroom tipped head, was definitely more equine than human. That's when Bruce looked down at his body again.

His stomach had slimmed considerably, with much of his body looking like to receded away, leaving the man with smooth and supple skin. It led down to the sweet slit that now lay between his shapely thighs. The changes were even taking his feet as they shrunk down and cracked, with the nails becoming lighter as his feet made the transition.

Bruce's tits sagged slightly but were rather beefy double Ds with rather dark nipples considering the rest of his body. His black as night hair was now down past his shoulders and the last of the subtle changes to his face took place that, while looking vaguely like the old Bruce, was now distinctly female. A few more pops from the ribs and his spine completed the change to his torso leaving him slightly shorter than before and now completely female.

"I'm gonna call you Brittany from now on. You got that, girly?" the now even more massive looking horseman said to the newly made girl.

"I... I... I don't wanna be a girl!" she said, crawling back on the bed and further away from Jacob.

"Oh, you won't just be a girl," he replied with an obvious smirk.

He then walked over to a dresser nearby and opened it. Inside was anything but clothes. It appeared to contain leather straps, whips, and other implements meant for a certain kind of perversion. From all these, Jacob took out some strange looking straps and then promptly tossed them over to the bed.

"Put those on," he stated firmly to the still shaking girl.

Looking down at them, she wasn't quite sure how to use it but didn't won't to obey regardless so she pushed the straps onto the floor.

"No!" Brittany shouted before receding back on the bed.

"No? I think you'll learn that word doesn't have a lot of meaning around here, girl," he said as he walked over to the bedside. Moving quicker than Brittany could react, he grabbed her by the foot and dragged her over, kicking and screaming.

"Let me go!" she protested in vain.

With his free hand, the stallion plucked off his thong and his massive balls were now visible. They were dark and leathery in color and complexion and very much fit the size of the rest of the man. His cock was now at least a foot long and hanging somewhat limp between his legs.

"Start working me now, or you'll get worse than what's coming," the horseman threatened.

Pulled nearly face to face with the monster cock, Brittany didn't know what else to do but what he said. Reaching out slowly, she tried to grip the shaft with her hand but soon realized it was a two hand job. Even then, her now dainty fingers didn't fit all the way around it. She then began to stroke it, trying her best not to appear disgusted.

"Come on. Put your back into it," Jacob stated as he grabbed a hold of her head and forced it up against his cock.

Shaking, the girl did what she was told and stuck out her tongue.

'Oh gods, he's making me lick this, this, this horse cock!' she thought before he pressed her into his member. She took to licking him while working the shaft slowly with her hands and rubbing the length of it.

"Better, but why don't your hands do a little searching," Jacob said with inclined eyebrows. His massive hand then grabbed Brittany's right wrist and moved her to cup one of his balls. If her hand felt small before, it was dwarfed by the horseman's testicles which she could feel beating and churning with action. "That's what a real man feels like."

She gulped and could taste the skin of the horse on her tongue. She looked up with doe-like eyes and this only seemed to further entice the stallion, whose cock swelled up a bit more, with the head now only inches from her mouth.

Lips quivering, she was somewhat relieved that her new smaller mouth would not be able to take in a cock of this size. She kept on working the cock and fondling his balls as best she could but there was clearly a difference in size that couldn't be overcome. Or at least that is what Brittany hoped for.

It was not to be however.

After nearly ten minutes of warm up, the stallion finally pushed her back on the bed. Flopping there, Brittany wiped her mouth of some of the pre that had started to leak down the shaft. Meanwhile, Jacob grabbed the leather straps again and motioned with a single finger for Brittany to come closer.

"Don't make me ask you twice," threatened the stallion of a man.

Gulping and taking a deep breath, she came as requested and as soon as she was in range Jacob grabbed her by the neck and started to fit the straps over her head. Brittany didn't move as two were looped over his head and then secured with a hard tug. In the end, it appeared that it was a bridle that he had put on her though it did not fit well, with the browband on her forehead and the noseband a few inches away from her face.

"Why am I wearing this?" she asked meekly.

"Oh, you'll grow into it," he tittered. Reaching a hand over to her, he caressed her cheek

gently.

Almost immediately Brittany felt a pain shooting down her spine. Grimacing, she looked back at herself, wondering what was wrong. At first there was nothing to see but when she focused more at the base of her spine, she saw something was growing out there.

Yelping, she nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw the nub of a tail growing on her and when she looked back at the stallion, he did not look surprised.

"What's happening? Why is something growing from me?" she asked in a panic.

The stallion backed away so he could get a better look as the girl started to breath faster.

The nub of a growth was soon a few inches of tail extending over her ass, with black hair sprouting from the tip.

"They've been promising me a mate for a while. I can hardly wait," the horseman commented while Brittany was trying to keep it together.

She was so taken watching her tail grow that she never even realized her ears were changing too. It wasn't until she heard strange pops in them that she reached up her hands and felt the changing cartilage there and how they were growing into points. Her breath was catching in her throat as she winced and felt the ears get bigger on her somewhat smaller looking head.

Jacob reached over and scratched at her right ear, rubbing the still changing flesh as it got thicker and more equine-like. Soon there was also a light fuzz covering them which, while she could not see them, was a nice black color that was only slightly less dark than her hair.

Closing her eyes, a feeling in her face was building up now too while the tail behind her grew.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" she yelped as cracking noises proceeded her face starting to push out. Her nostrils were flaring. Her cute nose soon melded into her snout which slid through the noseband of the bridle and continued to grow past that. While this was happening, the stallion was keeping himself hard with a stroking gesture.

"That's it. Let the horse out of you," he told her as he reached and rubbed the hair between her ears.

"Ohhhhhhhh," she moaned hotly as Brittany opened her slightly larger eyes to look down the length of her snout. It got wider and the bridle was soon tighter on her face. Her mouth got larger, along with her teeth and tongue, which stuck out of the side in a pant.

Then her entire body started to ache. Starting with her thighs and waist, moving to her ass, up her back and around her stomach. Muscles were growing and strength was flowing into the girl. She was also getting bigger overall, with her spine growing longer and her legs lengthening.

Next her feet started to cramp and she only then thought to look at Jacob's feet and saw they were both big, black hooves. When she looked down at her own, she saw her nails already turning a heavy black themselves while her hips and thighs got more beefy.

"I'm, I'm changing," she stuttered from her new, longer mouth in a voice that was still feminine but deeper. Fur was also starting to sprout all over with color of her stomach and thighs looking like a dirty gray while her hands and feet had a darker color, not unlike her ears. Speaking of her ears, which were now furry and atop her head, their fur was spreading around her head and down the snout.

The following sensation was one of the strangest as her cunt started to squeeze and leak as the skin around it grew darker and more leathery, while her asshole puckered up somewhat, very reminiscent of a horse.

"That's it. Get big and deep for me. I wanna bury every inch in you," the horseman said as he got nearer to the bed.

Brittany could feel her breasts getting heavier while her ass was ample, as were her thighs. It felt like she was ballooning up but what Jacob saw was a beautiful looking mare crossed with a raven haired sultry minx of a woman. Brittany's mind was racing, trying to understand what was happening as it was starting to slow down.

She had hooves with black hair around them reaching to her lower shin where the gray hair took over and covered her right to her neck where it blended back in with the darker color. Her tail was fully grown and stuck out with it's own long black hairs. Her hands came up to cover he tits but this only allowed her cunt to be fully visible. It wasn't entirely human anymore but that was exactly what Jacob wanted.

He then reached and dragged the horsegirl to the edge of the bed where he began caressing her thighs.

"See? You turned out much better than how you came in," he said slowly as his hands continued to trace the new ample curves of the mare.

Grabbing the straps of the bridle, he pulled her up so that her head was near his waist and his cock was nearby at the ready.

"What do you want from me?" she asked, worry in her big green eyes.

"To break you in," he said, grabbing her head and moving it to the head of his cock. She had only moments to gasp, opening her mouth and allowing her to take the head of his member. She made a muffled cry for help but it only caused him to force her head down further on his head.

While before, as simply a woman, she couldn't have managed it, now with a horse's head she could take at least the first half of his member down into her throat where remarkably she had no cause to gag.

"Oh how I've waited for a woman like you," he said as he pulled her head back and forth on his cock.

At first she was tense but soon relaxed, finding it easier to just submit than to try and fight it. Her tongue was soon slurping around his member while her hands cupped his balls and gave them a careful squeeze.

'What am I doing? I'm almost enjoying this,' she thought while her hands moved to start stroking the part of his shaft she couldn't reach with even her mouth. She kept going until she could taste pre on her tongue at which point he slid her off and let go of her hair. Instead, he flipped her over onto her stomach and grabbing her fat ass with either hand. Tugging her all the way to the edge of the bed, he couldn't help but give her a hard spank.

"I bet you'll be popular with the clientele. But I get to break you in," Jacob growled as he parted her ass checks and ran two fingers around the edge of her cunt, feeling the wetness. "Seems you want it too. I knew you'd come around."

Brittany shut her eyes and tried not to think about the fact she was about to be fucked or the more troubling fact that she kind of wanted it.

When she first felt his cock push into her, she didn't believe she could take it but with every passing inch, more and more of his cock buried in the tight cunt of the mare. She squirmed under his weight and he leaned over her back, placing either of his hands next to her head.

"Just a bit more," he said while Brittany panted.

Finally, every inch of the stallion was shoved into the mare who could feel him pulsing in her. What followed was a fevered thrusting as the stallion grabbed a bundle of the mare's hair and tugged it back hard as he rode her. She could only pant, with her long tongue hanging out of the side of her mouth, and tried to wrap her mind around what was happening.

That she had been Bruce only an hour earlier seemed like ages ago as the stallion fucked and broke her in. She eventually started moaning and even begging for it. "Harder! Harder!" she said which the horseman was all too happy to oblige.

Eventually they rotated and she was on her back while she stood upright and continued to work her. Her belly even visibly bulge when he was all the way in which, when added to the beautiful bounce of her breasts, caused the mare to experience her first orgasm and it was a loud one. The stallion watched with a smirk on his face as it happened.

Not long after, the stallion's balls, which had been slapping against Brittany's ass, started to pulse and he whinnied loudly. Forcing himself in to the hilt, he started to cum hard and the mare felt it. He only stayed in for a few seconds before pulling out and letting the remainder squirt over Brittany's stomach, chest, and face. The load was massive and smelled of animals but she was taking it like a warm, welcomed shower.

When he finished at last, he stepped away from her and went over to a dresser. There he took out was looked like a towel and tossed it at Brittany.

"Clean yourself up. You're on the clock," he said with a laugh.

He then left without another word, leaving the mare to clean up.

"What did I do to myself?" she asked as there was a knock at the door and likely her first actual customer. What a night this was turning out to be.