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Becky sipped her drink and kept looking about the club. She was never a huge fan of clubs. The noise, the press of people, not to mention the looks she'd get. Always felt like people were staring at her cause of how she was born. Not her fault she was a Mammoth Jackstock, and readily stood head and ears above most folk. Hell, she was taller than a lot of draft horses. Her workout routine didn't help. Not that she went for muscled, she just wanted to keep up with her girlfriend.

Her girlfriend was why she was here. Sayen had been out of town for a field study. Actual field study this time, not one of her videos. With her trip over, Sayen had declared it'd be date night. Which naturally meant the bobcat picked a place that Becky wasn't entirely comfortable with, and insisted she wear a specific outfit.

She loved Sayen. The cat knew just what made her tick. They'd been half-dating since middle school, getting more serious in high school. Now that they were in college, well things had escalated. To put it simply, the much smaller bobcat knew how to make her feel dainty and delicate. Oh the things Sayen could do to her. With just a few words and light touches, the bobcat could have her panting and winking.

This time she'd managed to get Becky squirming by just helping her pick an outfit. The donkey jenny was usually fine dressing frumpy. "Oh no, not going with sweats tonight!" Sayen had chided her over the phone, "I've been out of town a month, I wanna see my jenny strut!"_So she'd donned her makeup. Adding a bit of fur dye here and there. Highlighting some markings, and altering others. Then, aided by a webcam, Becky went through her wardrobe to find an outfit that Sayen approved of. They'd settled on a skirtthat barely brushed her thighs, and a matching halter top. Which the top only just contained her breasts. _"No bra now,"_Sayen had purred devilishly. _"Just be careful as you strut around so you don't _ pop _out."

Just thinking about it made her shiver. The mere notion of being exposed in public made her feel... The jenny hid her huff behind her drink. Fucking bobcat knew just what made her tick.

Speaking of, where was Sayen? Becky scanned the club for her bobcat, but couldn't see her. Then again, Sayen was pretty good at blending in when she wanted. Wouldn't put it past her that the cat was making her wait. Maybe even waiting to see if any guys would approach her. Or waiting for her to get sauced. Or...

The possibilities were endless really. Her tail twitched behind her, whipping against the back of her skirt. A whisper of wind kicked up from the switch. Becky's ears shooting up then canting back nervously. The jenny cast a quick glance around. No one here knew that she didn't have panties on. How could they? The skirt was long enough to hide anything like that. She knew that well enough, cause this wasn't the first time she'd gone in public like this. It was one of the few things that Sayen didn't have to encourage her to do. She loved that little risk. Each glance she caught felt like her secret was out. The risk was intoxicating. She couldn't help but wink with excitement.

Becky cast another look around, sighed, and took another sip of her drink. Second of the night already, and it was looking a bit low. She was a big gal, so she was starting to feel buzzed. Not fully drunk, just that lovely buzz there. Enough that she drifted a bit closer to some of the people in the club. Not enough to dive into the middle and get to the dance floor. Nah, she'd have to be a lot more drunk for that. Her tall ears perked as she watched folks meet, dance, and break apart.

Hands slipped over her hips. For a split second, she expected to feel Sayen nip at her arm. Though it dawned on her that the hands were far too large and rough. Shock rocked through her as she looked back. Becky found herself nose-to-nose with a male. The low lights of the club made it hard to make out details. Broad, tall, taller than her even. Bristly mane dyed a vibrant purple. It was another Mammoth Jackstock

The donkeys snorted at each other, breathing in each other's scent. He was clean, just that hint of masculine aroma from the warmth of the club, a hint of whiskey flavoring his breath. A deep, nearly sub-vocal, "Hey," shook across her. His large, warm hands resting on her hips.

Becky took another glimpse around. No sign of Sayen. Where was that damn cat. Normally, she'd respond then back away from him with an apology. She was just drunk enough to grin back, "Hey," as she leaned back. A shiver raced through the jenny as she felt the jack's broad chest. Fuck, he felt like a big boy too. Plainly leaning hard into that working nature of their breed. "Don't see many other AMJs."

His hands ran over her hips. Becky held back on the shiver as his broad hand ran over her stomach. Just the lightest of touches as he tucked against her backside. "Nope," he breathed into her neck before kissing it.

Oh fuck. Becky bit her bottom lip at the sheer warmth of the large male behind her. She should pull away, explain that she was waiting on someone, offer him a drink, chat, something, but she leaned back into him. If Sayen was gonna be late? Well, maybe she'd just enjoy herself some. Nothing wrong with dancing with a fella. Especially when he was kinda cute. Plus how often did she meet a guy who was larger than her?

A quiet huff slipped from the jenny as she started to sway with him. Not dancing per-say. She could dance, but really did folks at a club really ever dance? Her ears perked as he leaned in closer. Lips brushing over her neck in a donkey kiss. That quick little lipping as his touch guided her against him. The slow roll of his hips starting to match the pace of the music. Becky couldn't help but shiver at the warmth behind her. The thrill of being against a male that she didn't know. Of feeling his warmth. Especially as he nudged forward and let her feel that growing warmth grace her rump.

Oh Fuck... really should pull away. She hated to blueball guys. Well, unless that was the plan. More than once Sayen had swept in after Becky has teased, all to 'help' the guy out. That had to be her plan. Sayen had to be sitting around somewhere, watching as Becky got this guy all riled up. Probably saying something like, Here we see the mighty Mammoth CockTease_jenny as she toys with a male._Yeah, could already hear it in her head.

A light touch to her chin made her look. The stranger jack met her with a smile, then a kiss. His lips teasing hers for an instant before his broad tongue probed her lips. Becky gasped in shock, both ears going straight up as she jumped. The shock was enough for her to drop her glass.

"Whoops," a new voice, "I got it." The new voice was deep, but not the bone-shaking rumble from the jackstock. Becky couldn't bring herself to look at the newcomer. Not as her body shook, firmly stuck between leaning into the kiss and pulling away. Her heart leapt in her chest, hammering away as her breath shortened. Chest heaving into her top as the male's hand roamed her front. Fur bristled as his hand moved dangerously close to the bottom of her blouse. "Careful there," the unknown speaker rumbled. The jack just grunted into the kiss, pressing his tongue deeper as Becky tried to gasp. His tongue stud clicked off her teeth and slid against her tongue.

Oh Fuck! It was getting harder to think, yet she was incredibly focused. She was keenly aware of how his fingers brushed her fur. The way every last follicle sprang past his fingers on their way up. Under her top. Right to her bare breast.

Thenhestopped.

He broke the kiss and fixed her with a knowing smirk. Rough fingers swept over her breast and up to circle a nipple. Her eyes widened at his look. She managed a shuddering breath as he pulled back. Giving her a couple inches of space as his hand dropped from her breast. Only to dive back in a second later. His powerful arm drawing her into him. Then the jenny jumped as that warmth pressed against her thigh. Literally against her thigh. Nothing between his raw heat and her flesh. It lifted her skirt from behind as the male pushed against her.

Oh. Fuck.

"H-hey," she stammered, "I should really... Um... waiting on someone..." Becky started to pull away, but his arm stayed around her waist. The large male happily trapping her against his frame. "Ah... need to get... going..." she tried to pull away again, frantically glancing around for help.

A stallion stood in front of her. Draft horse by the look of him. He wasn't as tall as her, but broad. He met her with a full blown grin. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see others surrounding them. A pair of sleek, painted stallions, their patterns almost an inverse of each other. Near them, a shorter male with a dappled gray coat. Dark and light stripes moved at the edge of her vision. The impromptu herd rounded out with another, regular sized donkey.

"Condom," grumbled the jack.

"I got ya," one of the painted lads fished a wrapper from the jack'spocket. "And... there ya go." Becky's eyes widened as these males casually blocked her from the club. Especially as the jack's hand pulled her skirt up and began to stroke her bare pussy lips. He caught her mid-wink. Thick fingers framed her clit and massaged the pearl. Her eyes widened, breath caught in her throat, as his fingers plunged past her lips. Becky felt the slick squish of her aroused tunnel, certain that every male here could hear it. The male snorted a laugh into her neck before biting her, drawing a sharp squeal from the jenny.

A roan stallion snorted, "Just wanted to your hand on that cock, eh Frank? GAE."

"Ah fuck off, Mark. You know you were curious too." He happily sheathed the mammoth male's cock. Knuckles brushing Becky's bare lips, "Oh! She's going commando too!"

Thepaintedmales chimed, "Score!"

Becky squirmed in the jack's grip, "He.. what? No!" She took a breath and tried to call for help.

Only to be silenced by the draft male. His broad hand cupped her cheek and pulled her into a kiss. The stallion happily filling her mouth with his tongue before she could call out. Panic rose up her spine, Becky squirming between the two males. Her own large frame sandwiched between their bulk. Large as she was, bothmales was her near-equal.

Fuck... She felt her pussy wink. Excitement brought on by the physiological arousal. Pounding heart, short breath, the touching, everything. Everything was working together to spell her downfall. Time seemed to slow. Frank's words dragging on, "Why don't we just help you line up..." The scrape of the jack's covered cock against her pussy agonizing in its slowness. Her breath caught as his broad tip barely started to spread her. The painted male happily lifting her skirt up to bare her backside as he held his friend's length there.

Then the breath was knocked out of her.

Becky had been with males before. All sorts. Sayen tended to attract a wide range of guys. Despite being strongly attracted to her girlfriend and mistress, she did enjoy a good dick now and then. Canines, felines,cervines, and a handful of equines. She'd sampled an array of males in her adventures with Sayen. Yet this mammoth jack knocked the wind from her with his size. If the dutch draft hadn't been trying to choke her with his tongue, she would've brayed out. As it was, she couldn't help but grunt and jerk between the males. Her hands grabbing blindly at both stallion and jack. Some instinct made her shuffle, feet sliding apart.

A grunt in her ear. "Fuck." Then time slowed again as the male pulled back. His astounding girth spreading her large frame. Tension. Fingers dug into her hips. She could feel every one of his muscles tense in turn. Then the slam. Her muscles screaming in rapture as the male spread her again. Her own natural lubrication pairing with the lubricated condom to help him drive all the way in. He hilted in her. Battering ram buried impossibly deep in her. That wrecking ball of a ball sac clapped off her thigh. Another grunt.

If it was hard to think when he was touching her, it was a surprise she was conscious as he fucked her. Thighs shook, torn between pressing together and stepping wider. Her skirt rode higher as instinct and pleasure drove her hips back. Ears fell back as the jenny felt herself start to fall. Not physically, no. The males sandwiching her kept her up. She was falling mentally. The same type of tumble that she felt when Sayen stoked her just right. Control, given willingly and carefully, to her bobcat, had been wrenched from her by these studs.

Becky tried to breath, nostrils flared as she snorted with each breath. She'd be braying and squealing under the jack's rough rutting, but the stallion was still kissing her. His tongue demanded her attention as it wrestled with hers. A large hand up under her top, pushing it aside enough to expose her breast. She heard the other males utter praise at how large she was.

"Jeeze, look at those tits!"

"Can't wait to bury my head between them and just... brbrbrbrr!"

"I'unno, anything more than a handful seems a waste."

"Dude, you've got huge fucking hands!"

Cheeks flushed hot as her ears pinned back. Quiet grunts bursting from the jenny as the male behind shortened his thrusts. It was an odd feeling, being keenly aware of each touch, yet detached. Becky swore she could feel each vein on his cock. Her muscles squeezed with each aroused wink. Yet the impact of his hips against hers were dulled. The low, stinging pain of each impact radiated through her. Only stoking her arousal and pushing her further into that space.

Something inside her shifted. It was hard to say what it was. A little tug and shift within her. The jack's cock felt warmer, hotter. She could feel something start to spill in her as his tip flared. Oh fuck, he was so thick, every in the club must have heard her sucking around his cock. The heavy, wet slurping that came with a good cock filling a jenny to the brim. She reached back and groped for his hip. Trying to warn him? Pull him close? She didn't know.

He grabbed her wrist and held tight as hips pounded hers. Short, fast thrusts. A handful more before he pounded as deep as he could. That fat flared within her and she felt his nuts jump. Eyes rolling back as the jack's seed slammed against her depths.

"Fuck..."

The stallion in front broke the kiss, "What?"

Insides clamped around the male. Becky's mouth hanging open as she panted. Her thighs shook as her orgasm crashed through her. She could feel it before the male even uttered, "Condom... broke..." The thick warmth filled her core, threatening to spill free with each shot.

"What?" One of the males spoke up as the jack started to pull out. That massive breeder already softening as his climax died down. "Jesus H! That was a large too! Fucker just ripped it right in half." A sharp laugh, "Told ya we needed the draft dodgers."

The male in front of her snorted, "Hardy har..." Becky gasped as his hand dove under her skirt and felt. "Jeez, when did you last go off, Ham?"

She cold hear the smirked, "Earlier."

"Of course, you freak." The draft horse snorted, "Let's get her off the floor." He grabbed Becky and pulled. The jenny snorted, eyes slightly vacant as she staggered. Fuck, she could barely get one foot in front of the other. She was all too aware of the warmth dripping down her thighs.

_Here we see the Submissive Mammoth Jackstock in her natural habitat._Sayen grinned as she narrated to herself. The bobcat had been watching Becky from a darker corner. Becky had looked so lonely and upset. Which was understandable since she'd promised the jenny she'd be here. She'd been planning this for months. It was harder to get a bunch of guys to gang-bang her jenny.

Well, it wasn't hard to find guys. It was hard to find guys that were good enough for her Becky. Clean, healthy, and willing to work within a set of rules. Felt like it was a pick two situation.

She'd finally grumbled to Dustin about it, at which point he gave her a look, _"So you're looking for several studs? And you're griping to a horse about this?"_Yeah, she felt a little stupid. Especially as she watched the Dutch Draft expertly nudge her Becky into a sub-state. Sayen knew that look well. The dreamy-half stare and drunken stumbling. Not surprising, seeing as where and how she'd met the stallion. When she finally asked him, he'd immediately suggested Hamilton. Which, seeing as how wet he'd gotten Becky in record time? She was glad he knew the jack.

Doubly glad now that she had snuck up behind them. This close, she could hear the crack of his hips off hers. The primal drum drowning out even the bassey thump of music. Each brutal thrust sent shock waves through Becky's body. If Dustin wasn't kissing her, she knew Becky would be screaming. The bobcat stared at her phone as she watched Ham's sac leap. Holy fuck, she swore she could see the cum traveling up his cock and into the broken condom. And yeah, pretty easy to see how that thing had split and bunched up. She kept the camera close as the male began to back up. Catching that moment where his cock popped free and a gush of cum poured from Becky.

The jack bumped into her and looked back, ears perking curiously. She flashed a grin and tapped a finger to her lips. His tall ears twitched about and he nodded with a smirk. Moving to help Dustin usher Becky away. She grinned at the jenny as she stumbled about. Yeah, looked like she was a bit tipsy and they were just leading her to a seat. Which is one reason she'd picked this club. It had a series of curtained alcoves. Each one had a couch and a couple chairs. Giving the club goers a place to get away from the noise and crowd to socialize.

Or to run a train on an (un)fortunate jenny.

The males surround the jenny.

The stud herd shifted to form a half-circle. Happily blocking their actions from view. Dustin shifted and planted a hand in the small of Becky's back. A casual push sent her towards a couch. The jackstock stumbled a couple steps before catching her thigh on a chair's armrest. She let out a surprised snort and started to fall, just catching herself before she took a spill. Dustin was up behind her immediately, the draft just finishing rolling a condom onto his cock. Becky lookedback, eyes half-glazed as she stared up at the male. Her freshly creamed, winking slit jumping as he lined up.

The most dominate onestake turns mating with her.

Becky had just started to rise from the space when she caught herself on the chair. Blinking, she looked back as hands roamed over her rear. Ears leapt then fell flat as she looked behind her. The draft stallion was behind her now. She could just see the jack flanking him. The other males spreading out a bit, creating a wall of flesh within the alcove. No one would look twice at a bunch of guys hanging out here. Why she'd seen people relaxing in these very seats when she came in.

Now she wondered just how many people fucked here.

A snort came from the jenny as she tried to stand. He shoved her back down. Barely finishing rolling the condom into place before pounding home. This time, she arched and belted out a bray. Her head dropped as the stallion brought his hand down on her ass with a resounding crack. The sting making her jaws snap shut as a primal grunt drove from her lungs. Not that she'd stay silent for long. Despite being freshly fucked and filled, she was still ready for more. She could feel it, that deep need roiling in her gut. Fingers dug into the armrest as she grunted, each one getting louder than the last. The noises threatening to drown out the music.

"Someone shut her up!" Dustin huffed, not daring to slow his thrusts. His nostrils flared, picking the scent of sweat, arousal, cum, booze, and the musk from the other stallions.

A snort, "Oh I've got something to shut her up." Ryan, a roan colored stallion, wandered up and undid his pants. "Hey, Sweetheart," he cooed and cupped Becky's chin. The donkey staring up at him with half-lidded eyes. "Got something good for ya." Down came his pants, the stallions hardening cock flopped against her muzzle with a meaty thwack. "Gonna open up for Daddy?"

Becky stared at him. She knew he was talking and wanted her to do something. Her nostrils flared at the scent of a stallion so close at hand. Yet that was all she could manage. Especially with the draft stud behind her currently trying to fuck her brains out.

The male in front of her started to look annoyed. His fingers wound through her hair and pulled as his cock came down on her maw. The meaty thwack of his cock off her muzzle shook some sense loose. Precum spilled across her nose and filled her senses. At the same moment, the stud behind her slammed in. His fingers curling around to tease her clit against his throbbing manhood.. Becky arched and gasped, her mouth opening wide as she readied a squeal.

"AAHHHURRKK!"

The cock plunged right into her muzzle, silencing her call. Eyes rolled back as the male drove himself balls deep. Nearly making her gag on his cock. The bare length throbbed in her muzzle, threatening to pound into her throat. Eyes rolled back as her body went on autopilot. Lips fluttering on his girth. Tongue bathing his length. The jenny half-sucking on him. Which seemed to be good enough for the stallion. He grinned and pulled at her hair, "That's a good bitch."

"Easy!" Dustin snarled at Ryan. His eyes growing hard as his pace slowed.

The stallion grinned, "Oh I ain't hurting her. Look at it, she's practically drooling on my cock!"

Sayen narrowed her eyes a bit at Ryan. He'd been the last guy added to the group. Only gotin cause a mule she'd been talking with had an emergency come up. He'd promised to get a guy that could fill in. Ryan had shown up with papers showing he was clean, had agreed with the rules, but he had rubbed Sayen the wrong way. She'd been ready to tell him to fuck off, but Dustin said they'd keep him in line. Dustin was the guy she'd trust Becky with. They'd known each other for years. Sweet guy, amazing dom, and didn't take shit.

The bobcat slid around the group. Winking at a couple of the stallions. They grinned back and thumbed towards Becky with an approving nod. Joe, the zebra, was already moving a bit closer. Seemingly intent on getting his turn next. The zebra stallion had one hand on his cock. A still-wrapped condom dancing between the fingers of his other hand.

Now that made her grin. The condoms were part of the agreement. If a guy wanted to fuck anywhere below the belt, they had to wear one. She'd made sure to bring them herself. Didn't want any of the guys to take a sewing needle to them.

Not when she could be far more subtle with it.

There were ways to weaken a condom without outright compromising one. Which she'd toyed with a few of them. Those, she'd given to Dustin and Hamilton. They were first in, and she liked both of them. Not that it should really matter, it was all part of the show. She knew when it was and wasn't safe for both her and Becky. The jenny's heat was far off, even if she was currently in between doses of her BC. It was that false risk. The 'Oh god, the condom broke' nerves of a fresh cream pie. That was Becky's number three fantasy. Right behind... well exactly what was going on now.

"Ah Ffffmmmm!"

Sayen swept in as Ryan pulled away from Becky. She got there right as the stallion peaked. Catching the moment as his cum began to flood Becky's mouth. First shot, swallow, second, swallow, then third as he pulled out. As borderline acceptable as he was, a bit too much of a bro for her tastes, the guy could produce. He left Becky panting, cum oozing from her open maw, painting her face white. Sayen lingered on her face until the jenny's makeup began to run. Then she backed up to focus more on the stallion behind her.

Dustin snorted a laugh. "She too much for you?" He flashed a wide grin as he lifted one of Becky's legs. Showing off the jenny's bare slit as his covered cock pounded home.

"Naw, just..." Ryan's ears pinned back as he grumbled, "good head is all." Damn straight Becky gave good head. Even sub-drunk and half asleep, the jenny could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch. Or at least that's what the draft horse had told her when they went camping.

"Uh huh," Dustin tugged at the single strap on her top. Becky's breasts did the rest. The sheer force of his thrusts easily forcing her top to come undone. Dark nipples hard from her arousal. He reached past the camera and grabbed a handful. Expertly massaging the mount and drawing more moans from the jenny. Coaxing her voice to raise higher before, "Need to keep her quiet," he grumbled with a sly smirk.

Her top proved to be a handy gag. Leaving the jenny half-naked as he stuffed it into her mouth loosely. Some part of Becky aware enough to bite down on it. Muffling her own noises as the stallion leaned over. "Oh... I'm gonna..."

With that warning, Sayen swept the camera down Becky's form. Swooping across her belly and down to her messy groin. Catching the stallion as he gave a handful of thrusts before slamming deep. The angle nearly perfect for Sayen. Letting the bobcat capture the moment as he began to fill the condom. She recorded every last pulse in the highest of definitions. The donkey's body happily responding. Her thighs shaking, pussy visibly clenching with each shot. Oh Becky would be squirming so hard when she played this back for her later.

"If you blew that fast with her mouth..." Dustin huffed, "just you wait." He started to pull back. Condom stretching as Becky's body tried to cling to the stud. Sayen held her breath as it stretched... and stretched...

Then tore.

"Ah shit!" the stallion grunted as the thing protection snapped back around his cock. Thick seed spilling from the jenny and making an absolute mess of the chair. "Just gotta..." Becky arched, squealing into the improvised gag as the Dutch Draft dug thick fingers into her. Fishing around for the ruptured remains of the rubber. Though he kept his fingers in there a bit longer than necessary. Likely to stroke the jenny's g-spot.

Jazz snorted a laugh, "Where did you get these things? That's two for two now." Even as he said this, the zebra was rolling a condom down his length.

Ryan laughed, "Might as well not wear them." Then his ears jumped, "Hey, where do you think you're going?"

The zebra didn't even look at him, "You got her maw, I'm gonna go next." He glanced towards the gray pony, "James, got that lube?" Easily catching the bottle and putting it on his length. "After those two big fuckers, I'm gonna go for something that's still tight." He spread the lube over his cock and brought his hand down on Becky's ass with a hard clap, "You won't mind, huh?" He cast a look at Sayen, who gave him a thumbs up. "Why don't we..." the zebra swept his arms under the larger female, "get you off that wet spot?" In a show of strength, he hefted Becky, "James, wanna..."

"Oh shore," the pony drawled in his brogue, "Just grab a fella's cock so he can ass fuck the ass." The dappled pony ambled over and grabbed the zebra's dark length. Sayen swept in as the thick, glistening tip found purchase against her backdoor. "Just ease her down now. Don't wan her all banjaxed."

Jazz grunted, "Don't worry," form quivering under his muscle shirt, "she's being real good about leaning back." Which Becky was. The jenny just aware enough to brace herself against the stud. Nearly doing the splits as the zebra held her legs. Then slowly, steadily pushed in. Sayen watching close as Becky's pussy jumped. Each wink spilling her honey and the studs' cream. Her form shuddering as the battering ram steadily forced her wider.

With a jerk, the jenny grabbed his mane and held tight as his tip popped in. A muffled moan breaking free as he sank deeper. "Ahh," he breathed out, "there we go." Legs shook and arms quaked as he tried to hold the large donkey. Only then seeming to realize just how heavy she was. A problem easily solved by moving to the couch and dropping down. Becky's eyes crossing as her full weight came down on the male's lap. "Ooof," he laugh-wheezed, "bit too hard there." Body shifted, thrusting up into Becky as he did.

Then his ears perked, "Yo, you want in on this?" he flashed a wide grin, using his legs to force Becky's apart. Putting her on full display for James. Large hands swept along her thighs and down to her dark, winking slit. "Com'on, get in on this action."

James flashed a wide grin, "Well if you insist." The pony happily rolled a condom on his own length and moved in. Licking his lips, not at the sight of the worked up donkey, but rather at the sight of her breasts. Which were just about eye-level for the male. Licking his lips, he happily dove in. Readily stepping between the spread legs and pushing in. His muzzle pressing between her breasts so he could, "Brbrbrbrbr!"

Sayen rolled her eyes and smirked. Dustin ambled over, sipping something from a glass. "So," he kept his voice down a bit, "what do you think?" came the rumble in her ear.

He followed behind as she paced about the trio, "Think that she's gonna be sore in the morning." An ear twitched as she caught a good shot of James just slobbering on Becky's breast. His tongue running laps around her nipple before lipping it. She cast a quick glance at the stallions, then her watch. "Maybe an hour more."

The big stallion nodded, "Should let everyone get..." he clicked his tongue, "at least two? Want me to get a drink?"

She snorted, "You know the answer to that. You keep the lads in check, I'll make sure my girl's good." Being a dom was a lot like being a designated driver. Could have fun with the people you were with, but had to be responsible. Especially when Becky was in her sub-state and pretty vulnerable.

Distantly, watching the Jenny more than anything, she swept the camera around to get a good line on the pony as he grunted. James smothering himself in Becky's cleavage. Tail flagging as he filled his own condom up. Drawing back and letting the heavy load hang there. "Ah fek, that's a good one." He huffed, grinning. Then nearly tripped over Sayen as she scrambled back. The bobcat flashed an apologetic grin as she moved in. Catching the zebra as he shifted. Planting both feet on the coffee table before starting to hammer. Jazz's low, grunting noises building as he just railed the donkey's backside.

Oh she got a great view of his heavy sac as it cracked off Becky's winking slit. The thick, sticky mess from the jenny coating his balls. He fucked her for a good minute or more before biting into Becky's shoulder. She jumped, eyes rolling back as her thighs shook. The large male pounding into her and holding there as he filled his own condom.

"Fucking hell..." Jazz panted, "That's a good bit of ass!" he laughed. Light touches nudging the large female over. The jackstock huffed, every limb shaking as she shifted off him.

A hand pushed Sayen aside, "Can't wait to get my taste of that." Ryan grinned, shoving Becky back onto the couch. The stallion readily moving over her, his cock lining up with her slit. His bare cock.

"Hey," Sayen growled, "Wrap it or you don't tap it."

Ryan growled, "Shut up and keep recording. Let me give you a real show, bitch." He grinned as he slapped Becky's puss with his bare cock. "Gonna have fun with you." The donkey, knowing something was up, started to squirm. The stallion sneered and lifted his hand, "Keep still!"

Oh he got a real show alright. Not the one he was wanting though. Before Sayen could even stand, a large form pushed past her. Hamilton caught Ryan's wrist mid-slap. The mammoth jackstock wrenching the roan stallion up and away. "You know the rules." Which was the most Sayen had ever heard the jack say.

The roan kicked, "Hey! Fuck you! Put me down!"

Ham just shoved him towards the others with a grunt. Dustin happily taking the other male, Jazz grabbing his other side and force-marching him away. Sayen blinked, rather impressed. She looked towards the painted males and angled her head with a silent question. Both males shrugged, eyes a bit wide. She flashed a smile and reached up to tap Ham's shoulder, "Give her another quick one." Sneaking a hand into his pocket, she fished out a condom and winked. Tucking it into her lips and kneeling. The jack huffed, leaning back as she happily worked his cock up. Leaning in to fit the rubber into place.

Fucking hell, she'd blown some big guys before, but this was a bit much. It actually hurt her jaws trying to fit him in. First time she had to use her hand to roll it down the rest of the way.

With her approval, the Jackstock male happily turned and swept up Becky's legs. Putting the jenny into a proper mating press before pound in. The gagged female arching with a gasp, head falling back as he hammered in. Ham groaned and rolled his hips, looking at the two painted males, "Com'ere." Frank perked his ears and moved over. Without missing a beat, the jack reached out and unzipped Frank's pants.

"Whoa, hey... Oh! Oh..." The brown and white male huffed as Ham gave his length a few pumps. Studded tongue dancing over the stallion's cock then sucking on it. His large hand coaxed the stallion closer. Frank sliding onto the couch, kneeling over the pinned jenny.

Pinned but not helpless. She spat the gag out and leaned up, nuzzling into his sac. Frank gasped, trembling between the two mammoth jackstocks. "Oh shit..." Mark huffed as he watched his brother getting blown. The black and white stallion stepping in. Which put him within range of both the donkeys. Jack and jenny reached out to stroke his cock. Ham drawing back with a huff. Frank shifting to plunge into Beck's mouth as the jack took Mark to the root. The quartet swapping who was getting stroked and who was blowing who. All while the couch rocked under the jack's monstrous thrusts.

Not much could withstand his brutal assault. Certainly not a compromised condom that had been torn by a bobcat's fangs. Whoopsie. So it was no surprise when it split long before he pressed deep. Sayen catching the perfect angle of the large male as he filled the jenny again. Leaving her shaking and oozing as he pulled away. Ham fixed the bobcat with a knowing smirk. Casually stripping the shredded condom off.

With the jenny now free, the twins donned rubbers up and went to town. Mark drew Becky into his lap and stuffed his cock into her sopping pussy. Frank let his brother have a moment before he joined as well. One foot up on the couch, the other braced on the floor. He nudged his brother's cock with his tip. "Hey! What are you doing?"

"Sharing with my bro, what else?" He grinned, then pushed in. All three equine groaning as the stallions stretched the jenny. Cum getting forced out as their twin cocks filled her to the absolute limit. Whatever noises she might have made quickly silenced as Mark pulled her into a deep, sloppy kiss. "Ah fuck," he hissed, "Tighter than I expected..."

The bobcat rocked back with a surprised grin. Just hoped she had enough space for all this video.

"Ah... I'm gonna..." Jazz grunted as he pulled out. Ripping the condom off so he could finish on Becky. The naked donkey all but collapsed on the couch. Barely able to even keep stroking Dustin while licking James' cock. "Mmmmotherfucker..." the zebra groaned, painting the jenny's thighs and belly with fresh stripes.

James twisted, "Jezus, you made a..." he groaned as Becky's tongue flicked his tip. Breasts pressed tight around his cock. "Mess!" the lad called out as he hit his peak seconds later. The jenny barely responding to getting her face coated with another load of cream. Dustin perked his ears and looked back. Sayen nodded and drew a finger over her throat. Quitting time.

"Alright fellas, think we've gotten our fill from her." He stepped back and huffed, "Bitch about drained me dry."

Luckily, the others caught the drift and all began to fasten up and tuck away. Wasn't long before it was just Sayen and Becky. The bobcat put away her camera and slid in next to the jenny. "Hey, Babe." Becky looked around, eyes unfocused for a moment before smiling. "There you are," the cat grinned, "Did we have a fun birthday? That's good." She didn't wait for Becky to answer. Didn't have to. She helped her lover sit up. Draped a long coat around her, "Come on, we should get up. Can you stand?" The jenny nodded, silent as she got to her feet.

Getting out of the club was hazy. Only Sayen's soft touch and gentle words kept her moving. "Just need to get us a ride... Oh hello."

Dustin grinned from the passenger seat of a truck, "Figured you'd need a ride. Lot better than calling for a rideshare. Don't have to worry about them charging to clean the seat either."

"Hey," Hamilton grunted from the front. "There's a towel."

Sayen popped the door open, "Oh hush, you're the one that made half this mess." Regardless, she spread the towel out and helped Becky into the back seat. Ham waited until they were both settled before starting away. The large donkey leaning into her smaller bobcat. "Did you have a good birthday?" Becky mumbled something, "Good. I've got an ice cream cake back home for you. How about we get a slice, get a warm blanket, and watch a movie on the couch? Sound good?" Another mumble, "I'll have to see if we have any hot chocolate." A whine. "Hey, bigguy. Can we stop somewhere for hot chocolate? Birthday girl wants something warm, thick, and not salty." Aftercare was very important. Especially after a marathon session like that. And it was always only the best for her sweet jenny.

Sayen sighed at her computer as she scrubbed back and forth on the footage. It was weeks since Becky's Birthday Bang. School had kept her from working on the video as much as she'd wanted. Well, school and life. Now she was in one of those moods. Just endlessly scrubbing back and forth. Trying to think of what voice over to give the video.A little grin spread on her maw as she scrolled across one section. Becky's eyes rolling back as Hamilton face-fucked her. All while...

Becky pulled her away from the computer. "Hey, I was working on something!" Sayen started to protest. The donkey didn't listen. Just wordlessly lifted the smaller female. "Hey!" she squirmed in the grasp, but the donkey was far larger and stronger than she.

Into the bedroom. Dumped unceremoniously onto the bed. Then pinned there as the jenny dropped, laying her head on Sayen's chest. A low purr rolled up her throat as the bobcat stroked Becky's hair. "Still feeling groaty?" Becky nodded. "Have you been to the doctor?" A hesitation. Then slow nod. "What's wrong, Baby?"

"That..." Becky started slowly, "Is what's wrong." she held up a folded bit of paper.

Sayen felt her heart race as she unfolded the sheet. Results from a pregnancy test.

A long moment of silence. Becky looking up at her with wide eyes. "What do we do?" The jenny asked hesitantly.

"You weren't in heat?" Becky shook her head. Sayen sighed quietly. Birth control fading. Safest time of the month. Everything planned so carefully. And yet, well in the wise words of a crazy man. Life Finds A Way. Either on the night of the event. Or the next morning. Both guys slept over, and well... Even when they're not 'forcing themselves on' a girl, they're damn attractive. "Well, what we do is..." She carefully folded the paper. Laid it aside. Then stroked Becky's head, "Might need to start looking for a larger apartment."

Tall ears perked, "What?" Sayen offered a smile, "We both know you've always wanted to have a family. I didn't pick just any old guys. Well... aside from the jackass. The rest were vetted, checked, and approved. Unless you've been with other guys since then?" She let the question hang a moment. Becky shook her head, "Then it's probably one of the big fuckers. Though could also be one of the others." She sighed. Then smiled as she leaned in to kiss Becky's nose. "We'll get through this together, Babydoll."

Now a little smile started to appear. Though it faded, "What about my parents?"

Sayen had something ready for that. "We tell them that we had been thinking about it for some time. With both of us graduating and jobs waiting on us. We figured this would be the right time. Rather than waiting for 'when our careers work with it' we went right in. Found a couple sperm donors. They're healthy, good guys, both well educated. One's about to become a doctor and the other an architect. Speaking of which." She stretched for her phone, but with Becky on top of her, the bobcat was pinned.

"Could you?" She took the phone from Beck, "Thanks, Babe." A dial, wait. "Hey, you giant motherfucker. Get that other gianter bastard and come around. Becky's feeling a bit frisky." Both of the donkey's ears shot up, blood red with a blush. "Yeah, an hour sounds good." She grinned, "Best way to get them over here. Just hope Ham doesn't do that door thing. Always freaks me out when he walks through and doesn't flinch as his ears just," she made a flopping sound, "tall ass motherfucker..."

Becky shifted closer, both arms curling under Sayen. "Are we really going to do this?"

Sayen hugged her pet's head and planted a kiss on it. "We are going to talk about it. Weigh the pros and cons. Let you make the final choice. Just know that, whatever you decide, I'm here for my precious babygirl."