Mistakes
A very small dog meets a very large stallion in a club.
I've made many mistakes in my life. But their was a recent one that really stood out from all the others. My name's Eric, and I'm a miniature Pinscher. I'm also short for my species, making me about 4'8" with the slimmest twinkiest build on a canine you could ever imagine. So you don't have to imagine very hard that when I go out to a club I get carded. A lot. Still I love to dance amongst all the bodies so that is what I was doing when this recent mistake was made.
Arms up above my head and bouncing on my paws I was a teasing presence for most furs in the club as I passed below them. Right up until I bumped into a thigh as thick as my torso. I kid you not. His thigh was literally as thick as my torso, built from solid muscle under skin tight denim. I could see the muscles bunch and twist under the fabric as the owner of said thigh kept dancing to the beat of the music. He was bouncing just as high as I was with each bounce and we were in perfect sync to the beat. It was then that he turned around and I was presented with a bulge the size of my face to which I immediately start salivating over.
Still to this beast of a man (That I hadn't looked up at yet) I was a literal crotch sniffer. So I began to dance away when a huge dinner plate sized hand grabbed my shoulder and pulled me up against that bulge. We were still dancing to the beat which just meant the back of my neck was the lap rest for that ridiculously sized bulge as it bounced up and down with us. That bulge was threatening to knock me over with each bounce, the only thing keeping me standing was this mysterious strangers hand.
It wasn't until the beat changed that I was released. So when I was I immediately looked up at who I was partnered with. Up there, where only my eyes reached, was this absolute beast of a horse. Just as I was a shrub in the club, this man was a towering presence that overshadowed everyone. Built, in every sense of the word, this man looked to rival that of his feral counterparts, yet his smile was what shone through as he stared down at me.
"Enjoying the dance shorty?" His shout turned heads in the club, including mine as I smiled giddily up at him.
"Forsooth." I answered in my own lame way in a much higher pitch than the deep boom that the draft horse produced.
Still he laughed which made my little nub tail wag. So it was with no protest at all when that same stallion grabbed hold of my back and pressed me into his thigh as we started grinding together through the next song. I'm not ashamed to say I held on for dear life as he bounced along to the beat and I attempted to do the same. This man was a giant to me and could easily throw me halfway across a room with little more than a casual shove. He moved about as if I weighed nothing and when I stepped on his foot, by accident, he continued to bounce it as if I were just another part of him.
It turned into a kind of game for us, as I tried to stand on his foot, as he bounced it and me to the beat. Then he did something completely unexpected. He picked me up.
By the ass.
Then casual as anything he kept dancing with me in his hands, and I got to feel for a moment how he must have felt everyday of his life. I was tall.
My head couldn't stop swinging about. I relished the opportunity to scan muzzles and faces that I could never have made out past the grind of bodies at my usual level. So it was with wonderment writ on my face when all of that changed as I felt a sudden intrusion at my backdoor.
I fucking moaned as a finger sunk its way into my ass and collapsed against my captor's shoulder. His lips were right up against my ear, so I heard what he said next as if we were alone with no DJ playing songs. "I'm going to ruin you for other men pup."
Something inside of me broke as I swooned in this beasts arms. Removing his finger, he pressed it to my lips for me to suckle on as he kept dancing for the both of us. When he dropped me back to the floor, it was like a celebration as we danced paw in hand. Me stretched up and him hunched a little over, yet we danced as if we were the perfect partner for one another right up until he was escorting me off the dance floor and up to one of the private rooms of the club.
The pulse of the club still reached, so there was little difference between being there and being on the dance floor. Only we were further apart then than we had been downstairs. We were still dancing, even up there. Move for move he matched me only to one up me as he unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off and over to the corner of the room. I wasn't outdone for long however as I danced out of both my mesh shirt and pants in quick succession.
He still didn't speak, just smirked as I twirled and raised my stub tail. I was full aware of what was about to happen, and while I was shit scared of just what this horse was packing, I was equally curious to see if I could take any of it. So when those pants dropped and that sheath was revealed I almost wet myself. I remember that moment because I stopped dancing to watch as the horse meat started dropping and just kept going, until with a strong slap that cock bounced and slammed into the abdomen of the horse.
There was no comparison between me and him in that moment. I was a short runt and he was a masculine god. So when his hands came out and grabbed me around the hips from behind I almost bolted out the door. I just didn't have time to process bolting as I froze and before I could make my legs move I was picked up high in the horse's arms as he sat down and put my paws on his knees.
His cock was right there, between my legs, spurting precum to slick himself up. One hand was still steadying me as the other rubbed the precum into his tip all the way down to his medial ring. I wanted to scream that he was overestimating what I could take, but finally he said some more words. "Just keep dancing squirt and take it slow."
He must have been really good at reading other furs because those were the exact words that I needed to continue as that huge flared head was pressed to my back door. I was expecting prep, not to just jump straight into the deep end, but there we were. A cock wider than my closed fist pressed up against my tailhole as I began swaying my hips back and forth as I sat down on it. I could feel pre spurting up and along my taint as I swung my hips, lubing me up for what I was sitting down on.
I cried out, in frustration, as I put more and more pressure on that cock tip, only it felt like I was getting nowhere. Just as I was about to give the task up as impossible, a second hand grabbed my hips and with the slightest push down that thick head 'popped' in.
"FUCK! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." I screamed then cried as my ass tried to adapt to the prolific intrusion.
"C'mon shorty. You can take more than that." The fucker didn't even ask if I was okay. No all he did was egg me on.
I loved that.
Pushing back down on it I took more alright. A good three inches more before I bucked as it crushed my prostate into oblivion. I wasn't expecting it and I bucked right off the horse.
The horse just nickered at me as both of those hands shoved me down and over that tip again which I was so thankful for. I thought for a moment that he'd do the work for me and just shove me down his cock, but no. That clearly wasn't his aim. No I think his aim was just to see how much of his cock I would willingly take on my own.
Prepared this time for the feeling of having my prostate crushed, I dropped myself down that magnificent spire of flesh until I could go no further. There was so much cock in me that I could already look down and see the bulge it was making in my stomach as I began to fuck myself on what I had taken. There was no flexing of my ass. That was occupied. No I was just using my thighs as I went up and down on that pillar. Milking out precum from my own dick until I was leaking like a faucet.
Only to have the horse behind me 'tsk' and say "Surely you can take more shorty. Make it worth my time."
It was a challenge if ever I heard one. So glaring over my shoulder at that smug horse I grit my teeth and set my mind to the challenge.
"Unngghh!" I sounded like I was taking the biggest dump of my life, which I was, only in reverse as I sat down on the horse's smug ass cock. A glance down was enough to see the progress I had made as a sick feeling made itself known to me in the pit of my stomach, where I swear that cock had made it's way too. I could now make out the outline, not just the bulge, in my tummy as I sat down and took the horse's cock ever deeper into me.
Only for the sick feeling to win out. Smugly I looked back at an impressed looking horse which was enough for me to fuck myself silly on. Oh fuck it felt good. Not just the cock in me either, but impressing a horse with how much I had taken of him.
Still if I had have known what was going to happen next, I never would have gone up to that room. He bucked me up and off his cock only for those two hands to shove me down over his slightly flared head back up to what I had taken. It was then that I recalled those words that had brought me up to the room in the first place. 'I'm going to ruin you for other men pup.' It was just the slightest buck of his hips that had me pulling off each time only for him to shove me back down again.
That was until I started doing it all myself. At first I didn't realize that I was doing it, not until a hand had started stroking over my (by contrast) tiny dick. Oh how I moaned at feeling my ass get ruined. I wasn't that flexible to begin with back there, but now my ass didn't even close up when I rose above that flared head. Not that I ever stayed up for long, the empty feeling left behind was enough for me to shove myself back down on that long pole.
So when the horse stopped bucking I was still going to town on that cock as my legs turned to jelly. My legs kept pumping away, but that feeling left me unprepared for a hand coming around and rubbing at my bulging belly. I paused, full of cock as the horse felt himself up through my slim form. Then he said the words that went straight to my heart. "C'mon, I still think you can take a couple more inches."
I just stared back at him with a look of abject shock and horror. Only for him to smile as he rubbed along my empty ribcage. Then he dragged a hand down and under me to feel that mass of flesh below me. "At least take my medial ring shorty." I could feel just what he meant. It was only another couple of inches down. It was also thick and spongy and sopping wet with precum that I had leaked from my stretched out ass. Did I mention it was thick? I remember feeling that it was thick. Like the size of both of my closed fists put together.
The challenge was set and I wasn't going to shirk from fulfilling it. Taking pressure off my legs I started that descent into hell. I groaned something fierce as gravity did the work that my muscles simply couldn't or wouldn't do, stuffing myself even fuller of cock.
By god. The bulge in my stomach just grew... and grew... and grew as I sat back until I spasmed back and forth on the cock and groaned out in dismay as my body simply refused to stretch over that thick medial ring.
Two hands gripped my waist again, and I knew, I knew what the horse was asking for. He wanted to ram me down his cock like a fleshlight and by god I wanted him to do it. I wanted to impress this Adonis of masculinity more than anything I had ever wanted before and I was willing to ruin myself for other men to do it. So when he started pushing down, I just let go. My paws left his knees. My stub tail flagged high in the air. And my arms reached for the heavens in a sick prayer.
All the air left my lungs in a huff to make room for what was entering me. And enter me it did. Breathlessly I swore as that medial ring 'Schlop'ped into my ass, the stretch so intense that I swore I was being split in two. Even if that were the case, the way my dick responded told the stallion exactly how I felt about that as I spewed a thin load of doggy cum all the way up his torso.
"Cute. Pity though because now is where the fun part would have started."
"It doesn't need to stop." My reply comes through clenched teeth. My body has gone limp from exhaustion as the stallion under me raises an eyebrow in amusement.
"No one's ever called me a selfish lover before but for you I just might be."
"My legs are jelly. You'll have to be the selfish one." To emphasis my point, my trembling legs collapse under me. "Ooohhh!" I moan as another inch of horse cock is forced up my tailhole before two dinner plate sized hands catch me by the ass to stabilize me.
With no more words the pinnacle of masculinity that is the stallion begins using me as a fleshlight as I utilize what body strength I have to remain upright in his huge hands. I writhe and squirm every time that medial ring pops in and out of my tailhole to the point that I'm panting from exertion. An unimaginable amount of horse cock spreads me open at this point, so much so that I'm left as a trembling mess in the nameless stallions hands.
Just when I think it can't get any better I hug my stomach and to my horror I feel as the thick meaty flare of the stallion swells up in my guts locking it as deep as he can get in my belly. No more than a second later I choke as it feels like I get punched in the guts, only the pleasure ramps up for me instead of declining as that horse cock ejaculates a humongous amount of cum up my swollen ass. A deep nicker echoes about the room as my belly swells from the copious load that gets pumped into me until I feel I'm on the verge of popping.
I'm shivering and trembling. My paws even feel like jelly now as they involuntarily spasm from exhaustion only for the horse to look me in the eye and teasingly say, "Well next time short stuff, maybe you can take a few more inches."
It was probably meant to be a joke, but here as I'm practically burping up cum, all I can see it as is a challenge.
And in the heat of the moment, as the biggest mistake of my life, it's a challenge I accept. "Bitch please, next time I'll need a few more inches."