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The bitter wind finally abated as the large, russet equine male stepped into the looming archway. It had been a long and grueling hike up the face of the mountainside, but at last, he was here. He pulled the fur hood from his eyes and wipe the snow from his shoulders, a smile curling on his lips. At last, he had made it! The ruins of the Temple of the Eye were....underwhelming to say the least. He was expecting some sort of grand, lavish staircase or some powerful columns but instead, he got rubble and vines. It had been centuries since this place had seen regular use, and time was a cruel mistress to all, including marble and granite.

Inside the dark entry way, Tony stuck his torch to life and cast the first light onto the large interior foyer. What looked to be paintings or carvings lined the walls. They were crumbling and worn by the biting wind and frequent snow that must whip into the foyer from the gaping entrance's maw. The equine imagined what this place must have been like for only a few minutes, before he focused on getting deeper into the ruins to locate the treasure. His hooves echoed on the windswept floor, leaving an eerie cascade of sound down the various side tunnels and rooms.

Tony watched the shadows like a hawk, his free hand resting on a large broad sword attached to his belt, wary of possible threats in this forbidden place. Each footfall felt like it took a lifetime as he crept down a single corridor, deeper and deeper into the night-black darkness. The deeper he went, the warmer it got inside the ruins. Tony pulled more and more of his cloak off, until he was comfortable removing it all together, stopping for a brief moment to unsaddle his gear, and contemplate his next move. He was exhausted from the hike and debated taking a rest until he was comfortable continuing. As he packed away his cloak and searched his pack in the flickering torch light he heard it. It was a scratching noise, like someone dragging a chair across the floor.

In a flash of steel, the equine drew his broad sword and leveled his gaze, his torch hand extended to illuminate as far down the hall as he could. There was nothing but an odd calm, the noise having abated in his flourish of movement. His breathing elevated, the equine stared into the darkness for what felt like a lifetime, looking for threat that never manifested.

"Must be a...." the equine began when suddenly, a blinding light engulfed the entire hallway, causing he horse to back pedal and fall over. He half expected there to be a burning sensation, or to feel pain, but there was nothing. He kept his sword raised as his vision slowly began to return to him. While he expected it to be dark, it was instead, warm and light, like he was outside on a summer day. Blinking back the blinding tears, the equine realized he was staring at a big, blue sky full of clouds, not a drab gray stone ceiling as he thought he should be.

Grunting, he rose to a seated position to see he was no longer inside, but sitting in the grass looking at a MASSIVE farmstead, which seemed to travel well over the horizon. The entire place looked oddly peaceful and he was certain at least for a moment he'd died. Rising to his feet, Tony looked down to realize he was NAKED! Quickly he tried to cover himself, cupping his stallion hood in between his hands while he frantically scanned the ground for his clothes. As he shuffled around desperate to find his armor and weapons, he heard a rather feminine voice call out to him.

"Ohh hello, you must be the new farm hand right?" From around one of the smaller buildings came a rather small, and scantily dressed bunny rabbit with a big smile and a pair of hip hugging daisy duke shorts on. She wore a tied up t shirt that barely covered her bouncing bosom, and a straw full brim hat that was tipped to the side. With a bouncing step she approached the confused stallion.

"I umm....I just was supposed to be..." Tony began, but he was quickly shut up by the rabbit grabbing his arm, pulling him toward one of the large barns.

"Yes you were supposed to be here an hour ago. Come on the stables need mucking and you are already way behind" she said. As she turned to pulled him harder, his eyes scanned her body, finding himself settling on her pert ass, swaying in those shorts. He couldn't fathom why, but it was like his brain shut off for a second, captivated by her ass as he stepped, one hoof in front of the other, toward the barn with her guiding him like a lost puppy. It was only after a few moments he seemed to snap out of it, shaking his head, just as she pulled him into the large barn.

The barn was bustling with life inside. It seemed like nearly a hundred people were moving about, in and out of various stalls. Tony was stunned, standing slack jawed at the sheer magnitude of the place as the bunny let go of his hand. She smiled and gestured to the barn.

"Well I've got openings in a lot of departments so take your pick. We've got...." she said, looking down at a clipboard she'd pulled from the wall beside her. "Milking, Mating, Feeding, Exercising, and of course, Stallion Duty" she said, looking up at him.

Tony was still taking in all the sights as she clicked her tongue and the stallion quickly turned to look at her. He was quite confused, and finally, found his voice in the chaos.

"I just need to get out of here, head back to the Temple....where can I do that?" he said, trying to sound confident. The bunny laughed and slapped her thigh.

"Well shoot you just want to go straight down the center aisle here, all the way to the end and take the blue door then stud!" she said, patting his ass with her free hand. The bunny danced away, as if that was all she needed to say, leaving Tony still quite terribly confused and awe struck.

"Right...down the center, blue door" he repeated, slowly making his way down the barn, avoiding the many farm hands who seemed oblivious to him.

His hooves crunched into the hay as he walked. His eyes darted around, looking at the various sights and seeing if anything here could be used as a weapon. He passed by stalls, some open, some closed. Inside them he could see various levels of barn animals and other furs, going about various tasks. There were milking machines working over large bovines, a few farm hands cleaning out a stall and laying new hay, and even a few furs having a bit more "fun" in one of the stalls based on the noises coming from over the high walls. Tony continued down the long corridor, ignoring all the commotion, he had to find that blue door.

He had been walking for nearly ten minutes when he passed by a rather large, open stall. Stall was an understatement, it looking like a massive ball room sized space, covered with hay and seats, and full of large, thick bodied stallions. Mingling between the stallions, were a gaggle of more lithe, feminine males. At first glance they looked like males, but further inspection revealed they were lacking a certain few "hanging parts" to be called fully male. Tony paused to look inside, and his eyes settled onto a large, solid black stallion.

The beast was sitting, legs spread on a hay bale, and nearly two feet of stallion-hood sat upright between his legs, throbbing with blood. He locked eyes with Tony and gave him a little wink, a friendly wave, and a shimmy of his hips to make that cock swing like a metronome. Most of the other stallions were busy enjoying themselves, but this one seemed to be paying attention to Tony in earnest.

Tony stood still for a moment, eyes dancing between the stallion's and that massive cock. His own cock started to firm up at the sight, almost as if wanting to be part of the growing party of Stallions in the stall. The poor equine didn't even realize he'd stepped into the large room, only that he was still staring at that massive, swaying cock. Suddenly there was a bump of his hip and a lithe, femboy like horse giggled.

"Ohh that's Atlas, he's the best. Trust me it's worth the ride" the feminine horse said, licking his lips. "But judging by your eyes, he's already got you hooked, so have fun....stud" he said, spanking Tony on the ass, and accenting the word "stud", as if he was joking about it. Tony hardly had time to contemplate what that meant, because he was still aimlessly walking toward that towering equine fuck pillar before him. He couldn't take his eyes off it, it was damn near hypnotic!

"Hey there big fella" the obsidian black stud said, his voice rumbling as he let a single hand stroke up and down his fat cock. "You look like you'd make a good little helper around here, want to help a big stud like me out?" The words were like a soothing blanket that seemed to coat the mind of Tony. He found himself almost instinctively nodding as he approached the large stallion. That cock swaying, and flexing delightfully in front of him.

"I suppose I....I could stick around for a few" Tony said, his mouth salivating at the sight of that impressive cock before him. His own, while rock hard, barely seemed to match the one Atlas was packing. A few of the other stallions were now paying attention, laughing and grunting as the captivated Tony stood before their friend. A few of the gelded feminine males also let out little giggles, with one whispering to another,

"Ohh Atlas got another poor stallion in his little cocknosis beam. Looks like we have a new playmate." Tony barely registered what they meant, his eyes now unable to move from that impressive cock. His mouth drooling as the large Atlas smiled and chuckled, a deep, booming laugh. The large black stud simply leaned back and pointed between his legs.

"Kneel then, and open wide!" The voice of Atlas was a weight of a thousand pounds on the poor Tony's mind. He felt his knees buckle and soon, he sank into the hay, his mouth open, his eyes locked on that swaying, throbbing equine cock. The black pillar began to rock back and forth, and Tony followed it with his eyes. His mind raced for a few moments.

Why was he here? What was his mission? Who was this handsome stallion? Why was that cock so delicious looking? Tony sat there in a haze, the cock swinging above his head making him sway as he sat dumbfounded. Whatever he was supposed to be doing could wait, he just HAD to watch this cock for a few more minutes. Atlas grinned from beyond that looming cock and reached down to pat Tony on the head.

"Good pony, now open up" he said. Tony did just that, barely thinking as his mouth opened up wide, tongue hanging out, a proper pose for a big strong stallion to use. Atlas didn't waste any time, and soon that salty, thick, throbbing tip was resting in the mouth of Tony. The cock sent a near orgasmic shiver through his body as his own throbbed upward into the air. Tony was lost in a dream, his mouth closing over that delicious cock as Atlas rolled his hips forward, looming over him.

While Tony was lost in his foggy trance, another happy feminine gelding came snuggling up to him. The girly fox was wearing nothing but a thin silver collar around his neck, and he rubbed the shoulders of Tony, whispering into his ear.

"That's right, suck that Alpha stud off, let that cock just rot into your mind" the fox cooed, his hands rubbing down the chest of the love drunk stallion. Tony barely heard those words, his mouth opening wider and wider, that black cock sinking down his throat, his eyes focused on those furry abs, pressing closer and closer to him.

"Ohh I forgot to mention there 'stud', there is a reason all these cute boys are missing their pony makers" Atlas began, his eyes boring down at Tony. He laughed and gently pressed his cock deeper.

"You see, only studs get to keep their nuts, and studs don't suck off stallions, that's a geldings job" he said.

Tony barely seemed to care that Atlas was talking about gelding him, in fact his eyes lit up at the thought of it. He NEEDED to be gelded, to serve this prime Alpha cock. His mind was focused on sucking cock, on pleasing his stud. He moaned around that fat cock, drooling down over his chest.

Atlas growled and gestured to one of the other stallions who casually walked up behind Tony, pulling his ass into the air to put the poor "stallion" on all fours. The large black dominant horse groaned as his cock throbbed, and put a hand on Tony's head.

"Marcel here is going to remove those pesky little things from you, so hike that tail up like a good pony boy!" the stud said. As if on cue, Tony hiked his tail sky high, his pucker exposed, his cock angled downward into the hay as the larger stud knelt behind him. Tony felt those strong hands around his cock, and on his leathery sack, but there was nothing he could do. That cock in his mouth had him hooked, and he only could moan in delight.

Marcel, a white and black stallion casually began to stroke Tony off, producing a pair of humming, glowing, castration tongs. Tony moaned as his cock was stimulated, his hips humping forward trying to get himself off as he tried to deep throat that fat stallion cock. Atlas moaned.

"You know once you cum from those tongs slicing through you, you are mine. My gelding, my little pony boy. So much for finding that treasure right?" the big stud joked, laughing loudly. Tony barely remembered he was suppose to be fighting these traps, these stallions. His cock happily obliged the other stud behind him, angled right into the dirt.

Marcel set Tony's proud leathery sack into the tongs, gently closing them to cup his jewels in the trap. With a few firm strokes, he huffed and spanked Tony on the ass. The russet gelding to be whimpered as Atlas looked down with those piercing eyes.

"Say goodbye to your orbs gelding" he said, snapping his fingers in a loud, sickening crack! With his cue, Marcel closed the jaws of the castration tongs. The magic caused an instant cauterization of the wound, but with a snip, those orbs fell into the hay beneath Tony. The poor gelding whimpered as his cock throbbed and sprayed white hot seed into the hay beneath him. His weak, filly load staining the hay, while the Alpha continued to saw in and out of his muzzle.

Tony only felt a modest sting from his groin, which was overpowered by Atlas' impending cumshot. The thick potent load bloated his mouth, causing thick cum to dribble from his lips and onto his chest. Atlas moaned, holding the gelding down as he unloaded spurt after spurt of his potent breeding seed into his new pet. When he was finally done, Atlas pat Tony on the head, and pushed him off his cum soaked cock.

"Good gelding, now go play with the other ponies and I'll call you when I need you!" he said. The former adventurer, now gelding Tony, nodded happily. Drooling cum and coated in Alpha spunk, he crawled toward the other geldings playing in the corner. One of them, a seasoned older stallion like Tony smirked and spoke to him.

"Welcome to the stable cutie. You are so lucky Atlas chose you, he's the best stud here. Just wait until he breaks in that ass!"

With a giggle, Tony's run at the Temple ended, and his new life as a gelding for the magical stallion had begun!