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The Blessing of an Anal Bead

Horatio H. Bezoar

Copyright © 2021 Mule Girl Books

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_ For Aly_

** **** Chapter 1**

** ** Mule Girl Stranded

Jennifer Anne Burroughs stood shivering on the edge of an isolated country road. Frigid wind tugged at her long ears and pulled at her mane. Wet, heavy snowflakes plopped down on her coat and scarf, melting in her body heat, rendering her warm things sodden and increasingly useless. She clutched her phone against her chest like a holy relic.

Her car sat nose down in a ditch, its MULE GRL vanity plate pointed halfway to the flat gray of the cloudy sky. Jenny remembered the sickening lurch of her tires hitting black ice hidden under fresh snow, the helpless feeling as she'd skidded off the road. She was lucky that a snowbank had stopped her car, not the utility pole a foot and a half from the driver's side door, so close she'd had to crawl out the passenger side.

Her ears rotated towards a rumbling noise from down the road. She stood on tippy-hoof and peered into the swirling snow. Headlights glowed through the flakes, resolving into a massive yellow truck cab with a cross-shaped towing apparatus looming over its back.

Her friend and occasional lover Dana unfolded herself from the cab, tail wagging. "Are you alright? Are you hurt? Did you break anything?" Dana squatted down to look into Jenny's eyes. "Your pupils are the same size; I don't think you have a concussion. Does your neck hurt?"

Jenny bit her lower lip. "Just scared. And cold." She looked up at Dana's fangy yet guileless smile. Her nostrils flared, inhaling her rich, comforting canine scent. She felt safer being near her.

"Any neck pain?" said Dana. "Stiffness? Headaches? Tingling or numbness in your arms?"

"Dana!" Jenny snapped. "I'm fine! I just ran off the road."

Dana sighed and rubbed at her own ears. She'd had them docked so they pointed up straight and pert by the body-mod specialist at the body art shop Jenny worked at. That was how they'd met. "Oh, Jenny honey. I'm worried about you. There's a thermos of hot coffee in the cab. I'll get your car out."

~~~~~

"Is my car okay?" said Jenny when Dana climbed back into the cab. Jenny held the open thermos in her hand, breathing in the dark dry scent of the coffee in the steam that rolled up into her nose.

"I don't know. It looks alright. I'm going to drop it at the shop. And we should take you to the emergency room," said Dana.

Jenny pulled the thermos protectively against her chest. "No! My insurance is crap! It'll cost me a million dollars. Which I'll need for my car!" She flared her nostrils. "Don't you have first aid training? You can take me back to your place and look me over." She took a sip of coffee and gave Dana a provocative look over the edge of the thermos.

Dana's ears went back. Lust warred with concern in her eyes. "Jenny, I'm not a doctor."

"Dana," said Jenny, "I'm fine." She wrapped her hand around Dana's, ran her thumb across her knuckles. "I just want to be warm and safe. Take me home. Please."

** Chapter 2**

** ** The Blessing of an Anal Bead

Dana's small, high-ceilinged studio apartment was decorated in early 21st-century queer, the dominating decorations being a rifle rack full of giant dildos flanked by blue-pink-and-white and rainbow flags. Jenny stroked a silicone horse cock as long as her torso, then let her hand drift down to a garland of fist-sized anal beads. These two were new. Possibilities blossomed in her mind.

"How's Jenny?" said Dana, laying a protective hand on her shoulder.

"She seems fine," said Jenny. "Have a look?" She slid out of her sodden coat and let Dana inspect her neck and head. She inhaled the musk of Dana's hot canine breath and felt her pussy moistening. "Anything wrong?" she asked.

"The shock will have passed by now, so if you're not in pain I guess you're okay."

Jenny smiled and unbuttoned the top button of her shirt. "Look closer," she suggested, hands moving down a button at a time. "We wouldn't want to miss anything."

Dana's green eyes widened as Jenny removed her bra. Concern warred with lust in her big, honest eyes.

"You want to touch them, don't you."

"This isn't the time."

Jenny smirked. "C'mon, a little lick won't hurt."

Dana crouched and licked the pendulous curves of her breasts, hands moving around back to tenderly test Jenny's back for signs of injury.

"So? How do I look?" said Jenny, deadpan.

"You're soaking wet," said Dana, nuzzling a nipple.

"I'll say."

"Go take a shower. I'll make you soup."

~~~~~

Jenny let steaming shower water soak her shaggy gray fur down to the undercoat.

She stepped off the nubbly matt on the floor of the tub for a second and her hooves slipped a little. Suddenly she was back in her car, feeling her tires lose their grip on the snow-covered blacktop. Her heart hammered, panic closing in around the edges of her mind.

"I'm not there any more. I'm not there any more," she muttered to herself. "I'm safe now."

She drove the bad memory out of her thoughts by envisioning Dana's new toys: that magnificent horsecock and those anal beads. Both so massive. Both would be a challenge even for her experienced body openings.

She fantasized about Dana pushing them into her one by one; the thought excited her so much that she slicked up two fingers with the waterproof lube Dana kept in the shower (good girl) and rubbed them against the silky gray torus of her asshole. She stroked her pucker, enjoying the soothing sensation. She bore down to open herself up and dipped her fingertips in and out. Equine face pressed against the shower wall, she relished the tenderness of her silky inner flesh until the water began to run cold.

She dried and brushed her mane and tail -- flowing and thick from the horse half of her heritage -- and headed back into Dana's only other room naked.

"Soup's ready!" said Dana, holding out a mug that smelled of tomatoes, potatoes, and carrots. Her serene, cheerful expression didn't change as her eyes took in Jenny's curvy naked body, but the outline of her cock rose against the fabric of her jeans and her tail began to wag.

"Thank you," said Jenny, taking the mug and sipping up some of the soup. She saw the can on the counter, but she was hungry enough that it tasted as good as if Dana had cooked it from scratch.

"You liked that," said Dana as Jenny licked the mug clean with her long mule tongue.

"Maybe I just like licking things." Jenny set the half-full mug on the coffee table and leaned her naked front against Dana's work shirt and jeans. Dana bent down and slid her massive tongue into Jenny's open mouth, tip tickling to her back molars. Strong hands slid down Jenny's back, roving over the thick slabs of her large, muscular buttocks. A fingertip explored under her dock. She grabbed the curve of her cheeks and her claws dug in, dimpling her flesh, making Jenny squirm with delight.

Jenny unbuttoned Dana's flannel shirt and spread it open. She stroked her friend's breasts. They were only a little smaller than Jenny's, but breasts that looked ample against Jenny's five-foot-four frame looked tiny on Dana's barrel chest.

Dana arched her body against Jenny's, her bulge dimpling the mule's soft tummy. "Please touch," Dana moaned into her mouth.

Jenny laughed. "Be patient, my good girl," she said, dipping her fingers into the waist of Dana's jeans. Dana gasped, and her long, gently curved hips trembled. She threw her head back, a string of dog drool trailing back to Jenny's lips.

Canine groans. "Touch me. Please touch me. I haven't cum in a week."

Jenny slid her hands around down the back of her friend's pants and flicked open the button over her tail. She stroked it, feeling it wag under her touch, and slid her fingers under it, caressing under her hard round butt cheeks. "Dana! That's ages for you, you're usually spanking it like a little hornbeast."

"I'm trying to do a no-nut challenge!"

Jenny sucked the persistent string of drool back into her mouth. "Do people still do those stupid things? Well, you brought me back to your place, so that's over. Listen -- I'll make you cum right now if you want. But you have to promise you'll use those toys on me after and not just fall asleep?"

"I promise!"

Jenny smirked. It felt good to be wanted. She dropped to her knees and unzipped Dana's fly, using both hands to release her red cock. It felt hot and slick. The knot hadn't risen, so she was able to lick it stem to stern with long teasing caresses of her tongue. Dana thrust her hips forward, rubbing the shaft against Jenny's snout. A gob of pre-cum squirted her between the eyes.

Jenny laughed. "Bad girl!" She placed one hand at the base of Dana's cock and gripped her balls with the other. "I'm in control here."

Dana whined pathetically. "I'm sorry. I'll be good."

Jenny ran her face against the shaft, going slow, teasing her with the soft touch of fluffy fur. With Dana bottled up like this she was likely to go off at the slightest provocation, and Jenny wanted time to enjoy giving the blow job. She rubbed her muzzle all around it -- against her cheeks, over her nose, under the large muscles of her jaw. Dana fumbled for Jenny's long ears; Jenny slapped her hands away, smirking at Dana's impatience.

Dana's rich musk filled her nostrils. As much fun as it was to make Dana suffer, she was still hungry after that soup. A mouthful of warm sticky dog spunk would make the perfect dessert.

She wrapped her lips around the shaft and slid them down, savoring the feeling of hard eager flesh in her mouth. Dana's thighs trembled. Jenny opened her throat and dove deep, taking that hot, hefty shaft inside of her. She loved feeling full like this; having something in her face, her belly, her pussy, her ass. Doubly so if she could give someone pleasure along the way.

Thousands of hours of giving oral had destroyed Jenny's gag reflex, so she slid her lips down until they touched Dana's fuzzy sheath. She grabbed Dana by the tail and pulled her forward, encouraging her to hump her face. Dana didn't need any more than that; she mashed her pubic fluff against Jenny's snout, driving as deep in her throat as she could reach. It took just a few seconds for Dana's knot to swell, the heat throbbing against Jenny's lips. It lodged between her cheeks and locked her in place. The red round mass stretched Jenny's jaws apart and pulled her lips into an O like a blow-up doll's. Jenny closed her eyes, losing herself in the pleasure, the delicious and delightful helplessness of having her face used as a cock warmer. It was hard to breathe like this, but she'd be all right -- once her knot was up, Dana never took much time.

The bitch barked, twice, her loud voice making Jenny's ears ring. She felt the cock in her throat pulse. Warmth filled her belly as Dana's load squirted right into her stomach. Pulse after pulse, pent-up doggie balls emptying a week's worth of creamy canine cum into her body.

Dana whimpered as her orgasm subsided, and she stroked Jenny's mane. "That was worth breaking no-nut November for."

"Mghmph," said Jenny, lips still locked tight around Dana's knot.

Dana laughed. "Oh. Sorry. I'll get you off of there. Can you reach the big thing of lube under the bed?"

~~~~~

Jenny sat on the bed and rubbed her aching jaw as Dana got her new toys down from the rack. The Great Dane's body was rangy and muscular, lithe yet beefy. With her art training, Jenny could pick out individual muscles -- latissimus dorsi, external obliques, biceps femoris, and of course the magnificent gluteus maximus.

"You ought to be a figure drawing model," she said.

"Thanks, but I get nervous being naked around strangers. Are you sure about this?" Dana said. "The dildo is for show, and the anal beads were meant for my big butt."

Jenny laughed. "My butt's bigger than yours."

Dana craned her neck over Jenny's shoulder. "It's wider. But I have way more room in my tummy."

"Oh, for fuck's sake. I just survived a traumatic experience. Let me have some fun."

Dana strutted back across the room, pendulous fuzzy balls swaying between her muscle-roped thighs. She pushed Jenny back onto the bed and laid the colossal purple horse dildo across her body. Jenny looked up at the mirror over Dana's bed. The realistically textured purple horse cock reached from Jenny's mound to the base of her throat, tapered from fist-sized at the tip to thicker than Dana's bicep at the base. There was no way she could take it all, but she wanted to get it as far in as she could.

Dana uncapped her jumbo bottle of lube and upended it over the shaft. Jenny rubbed the slick lube into the yielding rubber flesh, stroking the veins and the medial ring, caressing it as if it were alive. She lifted the end to her mouth, ran her tongue around it. She tried to slide it inside. It strained her jaw open as much as Dana's knot had; she groaned as it made her jaw ache anew.

"Good stuff?" said Dana.

"Mgh hmmm!" said Jenny, giving her a thumbs up.

"Great. Roll over so I can get the beads in."

Jenny's equine body came with enhanced peripheral vision, so she could get a decent look at herself in the ceiling mirror while lying on her tummy with her ass in the air. She loved how slutty she looked with a joke dildo hanging out of her mouth, and she always loved looking at her own thick meaty ass with "Anal Queen" fur-dyed in block letters across the cheeks and the little bi pride flag over the root of her tail. They were looking a little dull, though. She'd have to get one of her co-workers at the body art parlor to redo them soon.

Dana lapped at Jenny's asshole while she rubbed excessive amounts of lube onto the anal beads. Jenny wrapped her tail around the back of Dana's head, holding her in place while she enjoyed the soft sensation as that tremendous tongue wriggled her open and pushed inside, relaxing her muscles, licking her guts with reckless enthusiasm. The tingling sensation relaxed Jenny's anal muscles, and at last, Dana pulled her tongue out and pressed the first bead up under Jenny's dock. She could feel its breadth dimpling her ass cheeks.

"How's it look?"

Dana snorted. "I'm envisioning a gif of someone trying to push a sofa into a mini cooper."

Jenny looked up at the mirror. She could, indeed, see the first anal bead looking hilariously large against the tiny breach of her open tailhole. "Well, we'll never know if we don't try."

"I think I'm going to need more lube," said Dana, aiming the lube bottle between Jenny's ass cheeks.

"Don't worry. I'll safeword out if I'm in trouble."

"Oh, because you'd never push yourself too hard."

She bore down with all of her strength, opening herself as wide as she knew how. The bead didn't move. "More lube!" she said.

"'More lube' is your answer to everything." Dana slathered the bead until she could barely hold it. She pushed forward, and Jenny pushed her hips back. She felt her flesh giving way, the fist-sized sphere slowly shoving her bottom open. She looked up at the mirror. The bead was in nearly to the halfway point; if she could stretch a little bit further, she'd have it inside her and she could move on to see about its five sisters lying on the bed between Dana's knees.

"Push!" said Jenny.

Dana whined. "I'm afraid I'll hurt you!"

"I can take it! Brute strength! Do it!"

Dana sighed. Her biceps flexed. Jenny felt a sudden pain, a stretching beyond reason, and it was in her. She felt belly-bustingly full. Bliss. Furs stood on end all along her back.

She pumped her fist. "Yes! Got it! Do the next one! The next one will be easier."

She stuffed the giant dildo back into her mouth and moaned around it. Dana pushed the next one; it took several minutes because Dana was so gentle and cautious. Jenny passed the time by gagging herself over and over with her massive toy horsecock until her cheeks were dripping and Dana's bed was soaked with spit. By the third bead, Jenny's ass was nice and loose and it popped right in.

"Oh!" she said. The pressure inside her had increased to the edge of what was tolerable. "That's enough!"

"Are you alright? Do you need me to take them out?"

Jenny grinned, rested her head on the dildo's sticky shaft. "Yeah. Pull 'em out nice and slow."

"Oh, that's gonna look good!" said Dana. "I love seeing your beautiful asshole stretched wide open!"

"Uh-huh! Maybe get some video?"

Jenny grabbed her own tail and pulled the hard part in the middle of it down between her thighs. The coarse hairs quickly became soaked with pussy juice and the excess lube from her ass. She tugged it up against her clit, rubbing it back and forth against the double nub. Already over-excited from anal pleasure, she tugged hard on her tail, making the root ache and her clit throb as she worked herself into a frenzy. A fire roared in her belly. She pushed down on the first bead, trying to force it out by herself. "I'm gonna need some help."

Jenny squealed with delight as Dana began to pull. The bead stretched against her asshole, making it ache. Her hips shook and she ground her clit against her tail until sparks shot up her spine and fireworks went off in her brain. Her ass clenched down, popping the first bead free.

"Mercy!" she squealed.

Dana gasped in horror. "Oh! I knew I was going to hurt you. I'm so bad. I'm a bad girl. I'll take you to the hospital, come on."

"What? What? No," said Jenny. "Moment of weakness. I came! Next one! Make me cum again!"

Jenny's senses blurred with pleasure as the massive bead strained at her ass. In her dazed mind, images of her car going off the road rose before her unbidden. The dizzy feeling of her wheels gliding sideways against her will; the lurch of her car as it hit the snowbank. The remembered sensation of impact blurred into the real pleasure and pain of another bead popping out of her ass.

She was bigger than her little accident. At that moment, she felt bigger than the universe. She sawed her tail fiercely against her clit, rubbing out a second orgasm. This one kept going; she dragged her tail up, pushing her clit against her pubis hard to draw it out. A wave of light crested over her mind as the third bead popped out, and she was floating. Everything was one. Everything was at peace.

She came back to her body to find Dana whimpering and humping her under her dock.

"Dana, you're hard again? You're a machine!"

"Sorry," Dana said. "I got horny pulling the beads out. Can I fuck you?"

Jenny reached back towards her with a grasping hand. "Yeah, fine, fine, whatever. Go ahead. Video. Did you get video?"

** **** Chapter 3**

** ** Mule Girl Loved

Jenny snuggled back against Dana's body, a fat dick knotted in her ass, while the big oaf, exhausted by her efforts, snored. Occasionally she kicked a leg and whimpered, dreaming of chasing something. Jenny watched the video of Dana pulling the beads out of her ass to the end, then hit 'replay' for the seventeenth time.

Outside Dana's window, snow drifted down. But in here she was safe and warm.

Dana twitched behind her. "Mgh. Jenny. You're still here."

Jenny wiggled her fat butt against Dana's balls. "Not going anywhere."

"I love you," said Dana, caressing her belly.

"I love you, too," said Jenny. But Dana was already snoring again.

So Jenny shut off Dana's phone, tucked it under her pillow, and drifted off to sleep.

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