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Horsey House Party Part 11

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Harrison walked back up the step two drinks in hand smiling to himself. He was already pretty drunk and smiled as he took another sip of his drink. He was getting lucky tonight. He thought his smile growing ever wider as the pleasant thoughts of everything he and Beth would be getting up to tonight danced around the back of his head. He was a little frustrated that those two girls had barged in and killed the mood but it wasn’t anything a little extra foreplay wouldn’t fix.

He giggled to himself walking past a few closed doors. Through one of them he heard such sounds that could really mean only one thing. He paused for a moment looking up and down the hall to see if anyone was around. Not seeing anyone he held an ear up to the door and listened. He could hear the sounds. Huffing, sighs, the wet splotching sounds that could really only ever come from sex. Past those he could hear other things moaning, ever so slightly. The sounds laced with pleasure and bliss.

His mind wandered, picturing Beth’s naked form and all the things she would let him do to it in just a few short minutes. He could feel himself getting hard just thinking about it. He didn’t pull away from the door though . For the moment it was as if the man was frozen. His mind craved more of the sounds coming from the room, it drew him lewd images to match the sounds. The imagined thoughts filling in the blanks with himself and Beth. A he stood there the acts he pictured grew more and more depraved the longer he held near the door.

He took in a deep breath and leaned against the door fully, smiling as he felt his body getting warmer. He looked down and saw a vent on the floor. He felt the warm air from it coming up and dismissed the warmth he was feeling as that. He licked his lips again hearing the noises from the room grow more and more frantic. The cries and whines of some women just beyond the door filling his deepening lust. He could hear her so very clearly, the cries were soft, delicate and intoxicating. Her whining grew louder and louder until he himself felt a slight trembling as he heard a loud cry of passion echo and leave the room.

Still leaning against the door fully hard now Harrison could hear as the feminine cry of passion changed. The sound kept all the qualities that made it feminine in nature. The pitch of it, the deep undertone that made it clear the sound was one that came from pure and unadulterated pleasure. But it was heavy, deep and animalistic. It’s very nature drove the man just a bit mad as he felt the sound wash over him and pass by just as quickly.

It lingered in his head. It stuck there as he leaned against the door hoping and craving for her to make it again. He was breathing heavily now panting almost as he felt beads of sweet begin to form on his brow. He stood up after another minute passed, his mind feeling foggy and cloudy. He swallowed and in that moment he tasted something in the air. He took another breath in and from there he sniffed at the air. He looked around standing in the middle of the hallway as he tried to pinpoint the source.

It was heavenly. The scent was warm, fragrant, a dozen other things. More over it flooded his mind with more thoughts of sex and devravity. He sighed, finally standing up off the door his body feeling like it was heating up. He smiled to himself drunkenly imaging Beth and himself entwined in such luried and lewd acts as he was imagining. Looking down he saw his tented pants and chuckled a bit. He certainly hoped those two girls were gone by now otherwise things might get a bit awkward.

But they needn't be gone, he thought, licking his lips as the image in his head began to shift further. I'm sure Beth wouldn’t mind showing her man off in front of her friends. Making them see just how good of a lover he was. Maybe even showing them he thought finishing off his drink and tossing the empty cup to the side. He was stumbling a bit now. Between Being drunk, horny and somewhat preoccupied with his own thoughts, smooth locomotion was not exactly something the man was focused on at the moment.

Stumbling and lost in his own mind Harrison’s fantasy began to shift more to accommodate his thoughts of the other girls. Their names were unimportant to the man. The only thing he could see of them was their approving looks as he took Beth and mounted her properly. Thrusting deeper and harder into her over and over. The women's bodies drew closer until they flanked him. Their hands rubbing his, sides there approving looks shifting between him and Beth, their hands moving closer and closer. Until the image in his head shifted. Beth was watching now, judging as he pleasured her friends approving of it. He could feel the warmth and the satisfaction of Beth in her gaze. How proud she was of her studs ability.

Harrison stumbled as his foot caught on an uneven floor board. The sudden rush of reality snapped him out of his lustful daydream and after a quick recovery he did a double take. He sighed out a long warm breath and looked down at his tented pants. He looked up and around blushing a bit as he did,feeling more than a bit embarrassed about the thoughts he was having. He was committed to Beth, to no one else. He sighed again, still feeling hot, still feeling horny but also much more clear headed. He looked down again to his crotch and quickly tucked his erection into his waist band. It did a little bit to hide but anyone looking would see it. He sighed out again hoping that those other two girls would be gone already.

He looked to his side and saw the right door and then back down the hall questioning how could have walked so far blinded by his own ideas. Then all at once he heard the noise again. Beastly and drenched in pleasure. He sighed again feeling as his cock twitched and his body called for him to do something about it. He leaned against the door again waiting for the feeling of intense lust to pass but instead heard something. On the other side of the door there were sounds, moaning, groaning, the sounds of sex. But there were only the feminine sounds no male sounds to counter the delightful sounds of a pleased woman.

Harrison stood there ear to the door, frozen in uncertainty. What to do? He held his breath, trembling a bit as both his cock and mind called for him to know the answer.

He opened the door. The sigh before him was singularly striking in a lurid and lewd way that he had never seen outside of pornography. Three women all intertwined. One at the top of the bed held her head over another who pleasured her, she was in turn being pleasured by yet another woman at the foot of the bed. As if the visceral display of sexuality was not enough, the women in view of the thoroughly confused and horny man were not even human. They were humanoid to be sure but there bodies glistened in an unnatural way, there skin was a light brown color like coffee with milk. Their faces were long and they had tails and hooves and other such trappings that didn’t belong on the bodies they had.

However Harrison looked past the weird and directly into the sexy. They were proportioned exquisite. Their bodies plump and fit in all the right ways. Busty, thick, and oozing a sexual energy that Harrison found contagious. He then blinked as one of them looked over. Smiling at him in a way he knew only Beth too. In an instead the one at the top of the bed leapt off it and left the other two staring at him. She came right up to him and hugged him, Harrison looked down feeling as the rubbery animal looking woman smiled up at him with a lustful wanting before she spoke.

“Well aren't you sight for sore eyes.” She said leaning up and planting a kiss on his face.

It was Beth, the voice sold it. But how, why, what? He thought looking at the rubbery thing that his girl had clearly turned into. She smiled up at him and let him go. The door behind him seemingly shutting of its own volition. However he wasn't so much trapped by the door as he was by his own deepening curiosity. Beth looked back at him smiling as she pulled him towards the bed and the other two, what? Wondered, what were they, it took a moment but finally the word horse crossed his mind. They were rubbery horses, mares he thought gulping.

Once there Beth spun him around and sat him on the bed between the other two mares. She smiled at him in a way that she only did right before they got down and dirty. He gulped.

“B… B… Beth is that really….” A finger was held to his lips as the brown mare his Beth had become held a finger to his lips.

“It's me alright, now. No talking, just let us three take care of you, hmm.” she said it in such a way as to push the worries out of the man's head.

The three rubbery women, mares, he thought gulping crowded around him. Beth was at his front smiling at him warmly. The other two flanked smiling just as much, one of them, the one to his right maybe a bit more. She leaned into him, smelt him and sighed as she exhaled.

“You smell good stud.” she said dreamily.

“S… Stud.” Harrison said, gulping feeling a tremendous amount of nervous and lustful energy building in him.

“Yeah.” the mare of his left said.

“A big old stud, our big stud.” Beth said smiling and leaning into him.

She kissed him. The way her mouth, her muzzle now he thought pressed against his face was strange but after a moment he found his hands running down her sides pulling her into the embrace. The way the moment felt, the way her tongue mingled with his own, everything felt at that moment almost perfect. Then after another moment she broke form him still smiling warmly as she knelt down.

“Gonna have to get rid of these.” she said looking down at his pants.

Harrison offered no resistance. He only gulped a bit as he bit down on his lips trying to contain himself. Beth undid the belt and the buttons and the zipper and then slid them down his legs. She took his shoes off throwing them aside as she fully removed his jeans. From there it was plain as day to see his cock, tucked upward into his underwear’s waistband. The mare to his right leaned over looking at it. The one on his left squeezed his arm as she gazed at it. Beth looked up at him smiling.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” She said, smiling as she looked back down at his cock and slid his undies off.

Harrison flushed red as Beth looked down at his erect cock gazing at the thing like it was something of divinity or worthy of worship. He heard and felt the mare’s sigh almost collectively. He gulped again. He watched Beth lean in, mouth open and smile wide. She then ran her tongue up his cock, slowly teasing out a little pre as Harrison trembled and twitched from the stimulation. Harrison for his part brought his head down wincing and sighing out as he felt the mare’s tongue rolling up his cock. He let out another trembling breath and then looked down at Beth panting.

“So sensitive.” She said smiling one hand holding his cock one on his thigh.

He flashed her a weak smile which she returned with a lick of her lips. Her gaze shifted back down and then she enveloped him. Harrison signed out and leaned his head right back down. The feel of Beth’s mouth around his cock was otherworldly. One moment he felt good and the next his mind was melted. The simple act of the blow job was one he had ever felt, he had been on the receiving end of one a number of times, but this one was by far the best.

The way he felt the mare’s tongue dance around his manhood. The way her warm mouth enveloped his length. The smooth feeling of her rubbery flesh rubbing on his meaty cock. Opening his eyes and looking at the other two he could see that they gazed at the other mare seemingly wanting to engage in similar activities. He gulped seeing in their eyes in a hunger like trance unlike anything he had ever seen before. They wanted him, they craved him. And with that realization slowly leaned his head back and let the sensations fully wash over him.

At that moment they felt so crisp. So clear as to push all other thoughts other then sex out of his head. The lingering worries, the nervous energy, anything that wasn't making him fall deeper and deeper into the lustful feedback loop was shoved aside and the space those thoughts had occupied were filled back up with yet more lustful thoughts. His demeanor then began to shift as did other parts of him.

The mare gripping him noted his scent and how it began to change. Taking on deeper and more musky tones. His body itself seemed to grow a bit bigger with each passing moment. Harrison himself seemed to relish every sensation a bit more as well. His head rose up a little more each time. A smile on his face widened until he was grinning ear to ear as the rubbery mare wrapped her mouth around his cock. He smiled, licking his lips as his hands turned their attention to the other mares. He turned his head to the one on his right looking at her as she looked at him.

He swore she blushed through her synthetic appearance as she felt his hand moving down. Over her side, around her hips and then finally over her sex. She winced as a few of his fingers began to toy with her. She leaned into him even more. Burying her head into his shoulder. He smiled feeling her dripping slit grow ever wetter. Next he turned his attention to the other mare. He simply leaned in and met her for a kiss. His other free hand took her by the back of her head pushing her face into his. The passionate embrace was again awkward at first due to one party having a muzzle but they quickly found a rhythm that worked.

With that the four settled into a rhythm. Beth sucking, the mare on the right being fingered, and Harrison and the mare on his left kissing each other. The left mare gripped him feeling his changing body, feeling as his body trembled slightly. Then suddenly he broke from her and drove his finger deep into the mare on the right. His face tensed and then he sighed out a long breath smiling as a tremendous wave of satisfaction rolled over him. He looked down seeing and feeling the effects of his orgasum.

Beth remained on him, milking her man's cock for all it was worth. Feeling as his seed filled her mouth, ran down into her and filled her, its warmth pooling somewhere in her. Then after another moment she felt the orgasum waning, the flow of seed abating and she slowly came off her man cock. A wet plop rang as she fully let go of it along with a lick of her lips as she looked up to see Harrison now devoid of nervousness or indecision. She saw a man, her stud looking at her with a sexy confidence that knew exactly what he wanted.

“Good girl.” He said in a deep baritone voice that made her shiver.

To his right the mare that his fingers were buried was in the midst of her own climax. He removed them and watched as the rubbery mare trembled for another moment before looking over to him smiling. He smiled back at her before looking over to his left. So many options he thought to himself before looking down to Beth who was nuzzling his cock. Looking at her he thought his cock looked bigger. He dismissed the thought and focused on the mares again. In that moment the mare to his left acted and jumped on top of him. He blinked surprised for a moment before his composure returned and he looked at the rubbery horse woman wrly.

“Impatient are we?” He asked leaning back and letting the mare balance herself on him.

Beth stood up looking annoyed at the other mare. But her look softened as she saw Harrison gaze meet hers. He smiled at her in a knowing way. She was his in way these two would never be, and with that she came to his side and watched as Harrison began to play with the mare.

His hand moved down her rubbery sides feeling her smooth skin and delighting in it. The way it felt, the skin’s give, the slight gasps and trembles the rubbery mare made in reaction to his hands. He broke off his gaze with her and looked down her body. She was finely crafted, well portioned and so many other things. Coming to her thighs however Harrison found something odd. He looked over as his hand felt something there on her sides. Looking down at the protrusions he blinked confused as to what he was seeing. Handles, two of them, one on each of her hips.

“Handles?” He said, looking down voicing his confusion.

She smiled and grasped his head with her hands pulling his gaze back up to her eyes. She leaned in and kissed him, displacing his confusion and replacing it with more wanting for her. As the two embraced Harrison found his hands moving around the mare’s hips. Over her rubbery flesh until finally he gripped her handles. In that moment she broke from him, wincing slightly and huffing before sighing a trembling breath as she looked at him smiling.

An instant later she leaned right back into him locking herself in another embrace as he gripped her handles. Harrison then realized he could move her with ease, she felt very light. He lifted her up slightly, then set her back down. She didn’t seem to notice as he did so, so lost in the moment of embrace with him she was. All the while he could feel something else, his cock. The mare’s slit, so tantalizingly close. He could feel it, her entrance rubbing on his cock. Inviting him, calling to him. He wanted to take her so very badly. Then as a wry smiling crossed his lips he thought, well why not.

In one swift motion he lifted her, positioned her and then pulled her onto himself. The mare’s face lit up in a way he had never seen before. Then as his cock stretched her he heard it. The sound, deep and drenched with pleasure. It came from the mare he now took, her exclamation of pleasure morphing and turning into one that sounded less human and more animalistic. The sound resonated deeply with him and from there he used her body to its fullest extent.

He moved her up and down listening to her cry and exclamations of bliss. All the while he could feel his want for her, for all of them deepening. He craved the feeling of their rubbery bodies. He needed to have his cock buried in one of them. His arms moved the mare faster and faster. Her rubbery body easily took all of his length. She felt lighter with each thrust, tighter with each insertion, smaller with each passing moment.

He grunted and huffed as his body readied itself for another climax. He looked to his sides and found himself flanked by the other two mares. His Beth now to his left, and the same one on the right still there. Their faces were rubbing against his shoulders. They seemed to be drinking in the sight, its sounds, its smells, the visceral nature of the act of sex. Their turn would come soon enough he thought licking his lips as his eyes came back to the mare before him.

Her head was held high. Her rubbery tits bounced, but not in the normal way. Her rubbery flesh acted in a way that he had never seen before. They held firmly, but still moved slightly. The sight was no less sexy then if she had been flesh but it was different. He looked down her body further seeing her sculpted rubber form. And noticing other details about her. Aside from the handles, she had a nozzle? He thought looking at it. He wondered what would happen if he undid it. He gulped and then winced feeling as his body readied itself for climax. Would she deflate like some kinda pool toy?

Then finally huffing and wincing and with gritted teeth Harrison pulled the mare down onto himself fully. He felt his cock twitching and spasming, heard the mare crying out again and smiled as he brought his head down. His smile only grew wider as the sound lasted longer and longer, as his cock came more and more, as his load was dumped into her. His hips jerked upward, her slit stretched and her sex was filled. He sighed out after a long while before looking up at her smiling. She did the same looking bashfully at him as she leaned forward and planted a slight kiss on his lips.

Harrison felt hot as ever. Sweet was forming along his brow and he was taking long deep breaths. However he felt better than ever. The mares gave him strength he thought, licking his lips as he looked over the other two, his Beth and the one to the right. He then looked forward to the one still holding his cock in her sex and thought he might as well have the name of the finely crafted thing that had pleased him so.

“What’s your name sexy?” Harrison asked in a deep voice that he saw and felt the mare shiver.

The action teasing a bit more seed from his cock still buried in her. The mare looked at him, the veneer of sexy confidence she had been exuding dropping for a moment as he saw legitimate deep and hard thought behind her eyes flash for a second. He saw her blink holding her head down and shiver for a moment before she looked back up the confidence back in full force as she leaned in to his ear.

“Toy.” she said softly whispering it in a womanly way that made him shiver this time.

“Toy?” he asked, tilting his head to the side confused.

She took a hand and touched him on the nose. She held a single finger up then and she lowered it. He tracked it watching as the hand slid over her brown rubbery skin down to her thigh. There she placed it over one of his big hands. He was confused again for a moment seeing his hand there next to hers, his looked much larger then it had a few minutes ago. He pushed it aside and then simply acted as he felt let go of the mare’s handle.

From there she brought his hand down to the rubber skin properly and softly guided its movement down her thigh. He could feel something on her skin there. Slightly raised, the texture was the same, but he could tell something was different. After a minute of this he couldn't help himself and broke from her gaze and looked down.

There on her side in big black stenciled lettering was a word, a single word, TOY.

“Your toy.” she said leaning into his ear again.

He sighed out a slight breath as the words and knowledge hit him. Something about it made sense, made all too much sense he thought blinking. She was made of rubber, was filled with air, and was light as a feather. She was a toy made to be used for pleasure, his pleasure. He smiled, licking his lips. He looked over to the mare on his right. She was looking up at him innocently, her body trembling. He smiled at her lustfully.

“Your name?” he said knowing the answer and licking his lips as he watched her answer.

“Toy.” she said smiling as she rubbed her head on his shoulder.

“I’m Toy also,” said another voice.

Harrison blinked and looked over to Beth who leaned in and kissed him lightly before shrinking back a bit and smiling at him.

“Beth wha…” he went to say but felt her finger again come up to sush him.

Not Beth, toy” she said smiling, licking her lips as he looked her up and down.

She had those handles, she had a nozzle, and looking down her side he saw as the words came in. Parts of her rubbery skin darkened, the letters forming and then it was done. The word toy spelled out in all caps in black stenciled lettering all up the sides of her thighs. She was a toy, she was made of rubber, she was filled with air, she was light as a feather.

She leaned in and kissed him, still smiling at him in such a way that only Beth ever did. However at that moment a name didn’t suit her. Names didn’t suit any of them. They were mares, his mare’s. They were toys, his toy’s. And he was there stud. He licked his lips at that, his mind brimming with lustful thoughts. He smiled and then he winced feeling as the toy on his cock pulled herself off of him. He looked down ward at his cock blinking. What had gone into the mare was not what had come back out. What had come out was a foot and a half of hardened meat, black skin and a flared head, a thick ring running around the center of it. What had come out of the mare Harrison thought blinking at it, was a fucking horse cock.

It made sense though, didn’t it. They were his mares, he was their stud, and a stud needed to be hung. He looked back up and saw all his toys were sliding down his body moving towards his cock. They all just looked at it, their gazes shifting between a lustful hunger and semi disbelief. Then the middle one leaned in, she took a long sniff and then sighed back out seeming immensely satisfied. The other two did the same and then all three leaned into him rubbing and sniffing and then licking their studs meat.

Harrison for his part leaned all the way back lying across the bed as he let the sensations roll over him. Thoughts of himself as a proper stud rushing into his mind. A form to fulfill his toys wants. His horse cock was just one thing, they needed more, he needed more. More muscles, bigger cock, fur, hooves, bigger cock, height, things. His thought turned from a train of coherence to a more lustful soup. His mind wanting more and more as his body began to comply.

Harrison's already slightly changed form began to rapidly shift. He drunkenly looked to his side and flexed seeing his bicep full of power he had never had before, his shirt ripped a bit and blinking Harrison looking down at it, it was tight on him now. Smiling he tore the rest of it off. He could feel his cock twitching again, from both the mares attention and something else. He licked his lips loving the feelings and craving more of them. He leaned his head back all the way again and closed his eyes, picturing what was happening. He figured that he was probably turning into a horse. However he didn’t mind, he wanted it, wanted more, wanted his mare’s, wanted his toys, to be pleased with his form. After all such finely crafted things deserved a worthy owner.

With that he bucked up a bit, the thought of the mares as not people, but objects. His Beth, his toy. Not flesh, not blood, not human, just a thing, a crafted piece of rubber, filled with air, with hole for his cock. The same with the two, just things, objects that served only one purpose, his gratification. He licked his lips again feeling as their tongues ran over his length, feeling as more of his body changed to better suit his toys.

There was a tingling sensation all over his body and briefly he wondered what it was. His curiosity lasted long enough for him to open his eyes as he held his arm over his head. Harrison looked up and saw dark brown hairs coming up from his skin. He blinked looking at them and then took his other hand and ran it over his chest. Fur. He leaned his head back smiling as he felt it. Then he opened his eyes looking back up as one of his toys came up onto him.

She came up to him smiling. Rubbing his skin, no his fur. He looked down to see it spreading its brown color all over his body. She came right up to his face, leaned in and planted a kiss.

“You are turning out great.” she said, smiling as she looked down to his chest.

Her rubbery body rubbed against his fur. Her moaning was soft and intoxicating to him. Harrison could feel every little thing about the moment. Both her hands running through his fur. Her face rubbing in the thickening fur on his chest. The sounds she made as she took in little whiffs of his scent. Even he could smell it, musky, earthy, the scent of a proper stud. It must have been driving them mad, he thought, licking his lips and smiling. He wanted to feel her, so he did.

He turned her over easily and then pulled her up his body. His hands found themselves on her hips and her head rested next to his. She trembled, he could feel her. He gritted his teeth feeling a dull pain wash over him, but it passed just as quickly. One of her hands gripped his thigh, the other he couldn't feel. He took one of his hands and rounded her thigh, smiling as he felt her smooth rubbery skin. Then he entered her, using three of his fingers he felt the lips of her sex stretch and heard as slight whimpers left her mouth. His other hand slid up her body, running over more of her smooth skin until she came to her breasts. He grabbed one, squeezing it and smiled as a loud cry left his toys rubbery lips.

Harrison gritted his teeth again feeling tense suddenly. He sighed out feeling as the other two mares didn’t let his cock go unattended. More changes further reshaped Harrison's body. His fingers now inside one of the mares thickened, growing in girth and length as he pleased the mare. His other fingers still gripping her breast followed suit. He grinned wider hearing the mare on chests crys grow louder and louder. He could feel the power from his changes, from growing, more muscles, more fur, more cock, more everything.

Then he felt the mare arch her body upward crying out as she climaxed. He grinned widely as she came back down breathing deeply. He grinned feeling as powerful as ever with the pleased toy on his chest and the other two worshiping his cock. But he felt like something was missing. Looking over to his side at his equine playthings stunning rubbery face he knew what it was. He licked his lips as she looked over to him. He was grinning sinfully at her; she blinked gasping suddenly as she felt his thickening hands to grip her handles.

He pulled her down his body and then lifted her up with no effort by her handles. Then he pulled her forward again, hovering her over his face. He licked his lips looking up at the rubbery slit of his toy. Before embracing her sex however he looked down to his other two toys and smiling seeing them focused on his horse cock. Their eyes were locked on it, the two of them flanking it, it's now larger massive size enveloped by the two toys' rubbery breasts. Their mouths drooled for it as they gave their stud a boob job. He would thank them properly for their service later. For now, this one needed his undivided attention; he thought licking his lips as he brought the mare down onto his face.

Harrison pressed his still human face into her wanting badly to fully become a proper stud for his toys. He could feel his body still growing and changing as he began to lick and lap at the rubbery sexes of one of his playthings as the other two continued to give him a boob job. His cock trembled. His fur bristled with electricity. His grip on the mare above him's handles tightened and she squealed with pleasure. The sound of her pleasure was intoxicating to the developing stud. He loved the sound, wanted more of it, wanted to hear the mare make it as loud as she could. He gripped her tighter lashed at her sex with his tongue with as much energy as his changing body could muster. His fur grew thicker and he could feel as it started to push up his neck as more and more of himself began to finalize.

His neck lengthening, his tongue swelling larger than his mouth could hold. He could feel fur creeping up his longer neck. Could feel as his face begin to push forward into the mares sex. Felt her rubbery skin and wanted to feel more of it. He took a hand off one of her handles and moved it up feeling her until he came to something. Her nozzle. He brushed it at first moving past it until he heard the sound she made.

It was a sharp crisp cry of pleasure that rivaled all the others she had made. The sound took hold of him and he brought his hand back to the nozzle as fur fully rounded his neck and spread up the back of his head. He brushed his tick finger by it and she made the sound again. He smiled to himself feeling the forming tip of his muzzle entered his toy’s sex properly. He gripped it then, feeling and hearing as the spot of seemingly infinite sensitivity made his toy squeal and squirm like she hadn’t up till now. In his feeling of the nozzle he felt it’s cap and, smiling evil under his mare, he popped it open.

His mare climaxed on the spot, feeling as through part of her was opened. He kept going though, pleasuring her right through it and not letting afterglow settle in. The toys climax was book ended by another more powerful one as he squeezed the tab and heard as air rushed out of it. His toy cried as loud as she could her body trembling as he felt it begin to lose its shape.

He held her nozzle open, letting her air leave her as she cried and squealed and twitched and moaned. Her mind blank save for the ever present stream of pleasure she was flooded with. He felt then as the fur surged over his face covering him fully. Harrison felt so complete at that moment, but not yet ready for the climax. He buried his fully formed muzzle into his deflating toy, feeling as her body began to deform even more. He took his other hand off her handle and squished her legs forcing more air out of her fast and causing her to cry out even louder than before.

He was so lost that he failed to notice his other toys stop pleasuring him. They watched as their owner deflated one of their number. They watched in admiration, in jealousy, a desire to feel as she felt as the air was forced from her. Their bodies trembled watching as their fellow toy lost more and more of her shape.

Her whole body seemed to grow less and less stable and after another minute she slumped over her chest no longer rigid enough to keep her upright. Their stud didn’t care. He kept going, forcing more and more air out of her. Her sex was still their, her body still trembled in reflex to the stimulation. Her mind was diminished to the point where all she could feel was pleasure, she heard nothing, saw nothing but she could feel everything.

Then finally squeezing the last bit of air out of her her stud relented. He sat up, the deflated toy over his shoulder. He picked her up and examined the deflated piece of rubber. He looked down at his other two toys and smiled. Had that been Beth, did it matter? He tossed the deflated toy aside. It didn’t matter. They were toys, objects for his amusement. To be used, deflated and put away to await him once he hungered for their rubbery flesh again. The deflated toy had served him well, but at the moment he had the other two.

From her crumpled position just off the bed the toy that had been tossed aside shook and trembled darkness and deafness surrounding her. She had wanted to be a toy for so long, and now that she was one, she loved it. Craved it, loved the way her owner had used her, fucked her and tossed her aside. She was just a toy to him, as were the others. Things to be tossed away, stored until needed. Thrown together and mixed and matched until they were interchangeable, their names unimportant, simply toy would do for any of them.