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Chap. 2 : Topsy Curvy

The next morning he awake with a strange stickiness in his eyes. Jay grumbled something as he rubbed the crust and mucous from his face as his elbow smacked into something large, fuzzy, and alive.

At first he wanted to panic but he quickly remembered what had happened last night. His palms met with fur as he reached underneath; his naked back and ass resting on the chest, stomach, and crotch of a huge horse; the gently breathing ribs like a pillow for his head.

He felt an erection on his pubes and quickly saw that he wasn't the only one. His master's morning wood was little longer than someone's fist to forearm; almost up to his human nipples as the man noticed he was riding on the base of that shaft with his buttocks like a thong. He faintly wondered if the stallion were to stand, could that erect monster cock support his body like a bicycle seat for a weird little ride?

It was an interesting surprise. Not like he had never seen a horse's penis before as his pet geldings had dropped theirs on a number of occasions to piss. What made it interesting was that this was his-- it would go in his body someday.

Jay couldn't believe it, not that he was denying it or anything. As an average human he assumed a body had limits despite the fact that Pahygzes told him that it had been done before and with a little practice and training, it was possible.

Regardless, he could only stare at the girthy male worm and fail to imagine such a thing in his ass. The horse continued to slumber, an occassional ear flitting in reaction to his dreams. The breathing in that wide chest, the heart beat, and the gurgle of his intestines was hypnotic in his ears enough for Jay to want to fall back to sleep again.

A light whinnying yawn distracted that plan as the horse also awoke. That pretty white face leaned up, his powerful neck arching gracefully to give the large male a better view of the pet resting on his chest and crotch like a mattress.

Jay twisted his head to look at the drowzy but friendly face of the equine. "Do you feel better?" His owner asked, a gentle concern flavoring his graceful chorus-accented voice.

He had to give that a little bit of thought. Mostly because his mind was still a confused mess trying to sort itself out from his dreams and the current reality. When next he spoke, he gave admission that everything was ok and he could handle any future fears or worries.

Pahyzes chuckled heartily and felt with curiousity along the human's chest with a gentle hand. "Good to hear. This is a special day I didn't want you to miss."

He blinked in response, unable to imagine why. For some reason, he thought every day in slavery would be the same. Of course, these horse creatures were better than all the conquering cultures before them: the horses gave their slaves a vacation.

The stallion gently pushed him off that large body so that he could stand, albeit nakedly so that he could explain the custom a bit better. "You see, sweet one, we have one day a month where everyone can quit their duties to pursue recreation. A dropship will take us down in five." The horse declared, his eyes hearty with some sort of jauntiness: clearly just as excited to go down as anyone else.

Jay wanted to go, more out of curiousity than anything else, but shyness and modesty got the best of him since capture and like it or not, being naked in front of lots of others didn't sit well with him. "I don't want to go looking like this." He said, gesturing hopelessly at his nudity.

The horse returned that with a jolly laugh and smiled. "I thought so. The new pets have issues with modesty, so I asked around for some attire and got something cute for you from a palamino mare belonging to one of the captains. She used to be a woman so had a one-size-fits-most pair of panties she wore on occasion to amuse her mate." Pahygzes grinned with feigned ignorance as he held out a shiny pink thong.

The human stared at them for a long time with his mouth agape. What the horse likely mistook for pleasant surprise was actually a horrified disbelief. In his opinion, pink panties might actually be worse than nudity, but since it seemed his master had went through such trouble on his behalf, Jay could hardly refuse this. . . Emasculating gift.

Finally after a bit of suppressed revulsion, he managed a genuine smile and took them unflinchingly; trying to pretend a girlfriend gave them to him to sniff, as he looked into those kind blue eyes in further admiration. "Thank you, master." Jay managed to mumble out as the horse nickered sweetly to the honorific praise.

Trying not to dwell on it, he held them down low and stepped in the legholes daintily, raising it up his shins and thighs before wiggling the soft fabric in place. Immediately, he blushed as the light panties supported his butt and genitals in a silky loose net. What he mistook for a thong was actually a brief that hung halfway in and out of his buttocks like the garment couldn't make up its mind.

The horse made several interested passes around to better admire the snug fit. Jay made a sharp grunt of protest as the huge assertive male pinched his tiny buttocks like a love bite, giving a playful wink and grin as the human stared at the cheeky shining bastard in surprise.

Each time his eyes fell on that half-erect floppiness and baseballs, it reminded him of strawberry ice cream. Two large scoops and another oozing column of wiggly soft serve that begged for a taste and to melt in his mouth.

For every embarassing slight and offense, that sexy horse didn't just make it worthwhile, the hunky love beast made it fun. Pahygzes made an affectionate purr and raised his top lip in a flehmen to test the air and sampled the musk of Jay's pre with bliss. "I see someone's happy. We'll have to find out what other pretty things I can find for you." Pahygzes snickered, mischief anew as the horse bent his powerful neck low and landed a few dainty loving licks on the human's face.

Jay could only blush as that hulking warm animal pressed a large hot body against his back; limp cock dribbling hot pre on his shoulderblades as the equine reached a large hand down the front of his panties and idly played with the human's fiercely hard cock. "And if you're a good little filly for me, I will make you feel very good." His master promised, his other hand tweaking Jay's nipples.

Of that Jay had no doubt. The horse aliens had proven quite a number of times how profficient they were in the passionate arts of the flesh. If anything, the human was more excited than ever to see exactly what the satin-furred male had planned for later.

As they passed through numerous doorways that only opened in Pahygzes presence as though able to see him, numerous stallions casually walking the halls paid them immediate attention. Some had curiousity, some had jealousy that he was already claimed, and the rest had lust in their eyes; his collar and the social taboo it carried was the singular thing keeping one of the horny beasts from grabbing him for an anal quickie. Jay did his best to stay polite and not attract their sexual hunger but as they were hyper-endowed males with extreme libidos, that was next to impossible; nearly everything he did or didn't turned them on.

Finally they got to the shuttle bay and he couldn't board the small craft fast enought to avoid all those degrading looks from all those suitors who clearly wanted to 'adopt' him for themselves. When his master stepped on a rear ramp leading into the dropship, the whole thing wobbled and pitched from his ton of body weight. The ramp closed so that the ship could seal atmosphere as the bay hatch opened to let them out.

Jay found himself a seat and spent a little time trying to find a comfortable position as it had been meant for a beefier ass than his. Some fidgeting and leaning on an elbow in a diagonal position worked well for a time until Pahygzes gave an entreating whistle and batted to his bulging thick thighs with a mirthful smile at the uncomfortable pet.

He hesitated for a moment, decided his ass didn't like this seating arrangement, and jumped right on the horse's lap quick as fire. The immediate thrill was that he felt that squishy sheathe in his buttocks like a balled fist made out of jelly. The lasting bliss came from the fact that he felt more like a woman than ever and found the feeling of feminine helplessness completely orgasmic. Panties and a gentle male hung like Godzilla. What could he think of to make this moment any better?

Riding on an infiltration ship while riding an amused horse lasted all of ten minutes. When they arrived at the landing zone, the doorframe opened to reveal an awing sight. Two guards in nothing but the casual loincloths stepped up to the admiral, made some sort of heartful greeting in their language and took positions at his side to make sure no ill became of him. Jay found it strange that the aliens were still in danger after being in charge and displaying their wonderful charming nature, but thought better of saying anything about it.

Pahygzes gave little notice to his bodyguards, instead focusing his attention on Jay's collar. The master bent low to check and adjust it as he raised his chin in obedience like a dog to help. After meeting so many horny males on the ship wanting to get into his panties, Jay wished it to stay fastened on for fear of being mistaken as sexually available. When horses started, it didn't end until the mare, woman, or man was leaking a gallon of steaming cum from whatever moist hole a bunch of stallions had run a fuck train on.

Ignoring the assigned guards as he was supposed to, Jay was mildly surprised to find himself lifted through the air like a child's teddy bear and placed on Pahygzes's own powerful withers without effort as the three horses casually clip-clopped heavy hollow hooves on the pavement towards a gathered crowd of butts.

They came up to a bunch of rumps. Some were in jumpsuits, but the rest were naked humans with sex slave collars or some of the stocky alien mares and stallions. Given their location, it was clear something was being watched; a performance of some kind.

Wild frantic music came to his ears; bongos, dull large drums, tambourines, maracas filled with coins, Australian rainmakers, Spanish guitars, and wind chimes. He faintly recognized the genre of the music as Brazilian tropical or similar. The lyrics were familiar and took him a minute to recall; a lively party tune called "Cuba Libre" by Aqua; a fun jaunty song perfect for sex slave spring break.

The two horses escorting Pahygzes were polite enough to ignore him for the most part, but on occasion he got a glance or two which couldn't be mistaken for anything else but promiscuous interest to impale his body with their meat. Jay tried to put this sea of gay horny alpha males out of his mind but it was difficult. Being chosen by the commander had somehow made him immensely popular as a bedmate and he didn't particularly like that.

Instead, he relied on the sound of the music to distract him. Perhaps this wonderful citywide block party would allow him to forget these weird feelings and uncertainties as he joined the celebration with his owner, the only thing he had as an anchor to steady himself in this sea of primal passion.

On the way there were numerous food and item kiosks. Pahygzes stopped at one which was giving away pink boxes with alien writing penned on it with a simple title. The white horse took one with a thoughtful chuckle and handed it over to his pinto guard to carry, making the proud soldier equine blush in embarrassment at being forced to hold it. It was with this odd exchange that Jay knew the box was for him, whatever was inside.

He should have guessed though, since it was pink, and pink was their default color for mares and pleasure slaves. His mind buzzed with all the possibilities as the horses then paused in front of another booth and got four deep-fried carrots on sticks. While the horses gobbled theirs heartily as they made lively jokes and animated conversation in their own language, Jay looked around as he politely nibbled on his with intent not to be rude.

Another booth caught his attention as they passed into a section of the street where carnival-styled games were set up. It had long thick horsecocks sticking rigidly through a wall for a ring toss game where several of the sex slave mares were taking turns trying to set a ringer. He didn't see the prizes but wanted to try it, so he gave Pahygzes's soft mane a tug to get the stallion's attention and pointed at the game.

Out of all the game booths, this was the most normal one he'd seen. So if he could forget about the plastic penises sticking out of the rear wall like obscene coat racks, he could easily win it and teach these mares a thing or two about throwing.

Pahygzes giggled and shook his head, apparently knowing more than the human did about the game but didn't want to spoil the surprise so he let down Jay to try. The human approached a smiling naked brown stallion passing out rings and designating turns for throwing.

Jay was quickly positioned in front of a marbled black and pink plastic or rubber cock and given three hoops. As he threw it first, it bounced off the wall and landed on a small padded picnic table. Was that the prize? Shrugging it off, he tossed the second ring and won. Immediately, the huge cock popped out of the wall, dropping the ring to the floor, and around the booth stepped a gorgeous spotted stallion.

He stared on, dumbfounded at the appaloosa and that scary large horse boner. Did he win a horse? Exactly what did he win? With a graceful nod of his head, the appy pointed at the padded table. "And we have a winner!" the tender of the booth declared, pulling out a large enema syringe full of some clear oily fluid. Jay looked around nervously, still not understanding.

"What did I win?" The human squeaked out shyly, making all the horses present laugh at his uncertainty.

Pahygzes grinned and explained it to him. "This is a mare's booth. If they win, they get bred by one of the most popular studs in the ranks." The admiral said, licking his lips in earnest desire. Jay's eyes could only widen nervously as he looked at that huge three inch wide mare poker and blanched.

"Can I take a rain check?" To which the horses laughed again and the appaloosa said something curt in the alien language and bowed out to put his cock back in the hole.

"He says it is acceptable. He knows this is a misunderstanding and doesn't want to hurt you. Velard will gladly take you when you are ready," Pahygzes elaborated in English for Jay's benefit. Jay was a little peeved; if master knew what he was playing for, why didn't he say anything? Well, the prize wasn't a waste. Jay most certainly swooned for that attractive spotted male just as surely as any filly in heat.

It was all an embarrassing trick played on him, but there were future plans for a booty call sometime in the future which he could look forward to once he was more eager for stallion meat than afraid of it. Whatever training his master had planned, it would surely be fun.

Joking aside, there were a few kissing booths on the way. Well, not exactly the kind of kissing he was used to as courting horny stallions offered their cocks to friendly mares and got blowjobs. A couple of the well-hung studs already took advantage of the situation and fed almost all of their hard throbbing spears into the mare's tight sucking muzzles, rearing their heads back and raising their tails in pleasure.

The busy females tending the booths were bent over the low counters to devour the eagerly thrusting cocks stuffed in their petite mouths, tails lifted and butts at an appreciable angle to be taken advantage of if any stud were so bold to do so. After that was a row of ten punishment stocks set up to bend over various mares and stallions, their muzzles gagged and tails tied out of the way as a spray bottle of extra strength lube hung on a string attached to each sex pillory.

Jay could see that the three disciplined stallions were the most popular, rows of male horses forming long lines just for a chance to use their not-so-tight asses for a forced riding session. He faintly wondered what they had done to deserve such punishment, but was too shy to ask; he might end up there instead.

Curiosity satisfied, he made a motion to ignore them and continue on their way to the music and shows, but Pahygzes steered him back to the row of punished and in front of the three stallions in particular. "You don't want to see your justice?" The white horse mused thoughtfully, catching Jay's interest anew.

What did these beasts have to do with him? But when their blank tired faces saw him, they registered some measure of shocked recognition. "Who?" Was all he could say, confused.

"These three met you on very unequal terms, didn't they? Their job did not justify your treatment no matter how disgusted and affronted they were. You will find how quickly unnecessary violent behavior is punished." He looked on, an amused smirk on his pink fuzzy lips as he saw the preposterous amount of fresh spunk leaking from their asses.

Jay was shocked. Did all crimes invite the repercussion of rape? Still, it could be worse; in the human system, they would be in prison for decades on charges of attempted murder. Whatever the verdict, he could only agree that some justice had been served by this public spectacle.

With that dramatic lesson burned into his head, they went on their way past numerous game booths. After the weird cock-in-the-box thing he had to deal with at the ring toss station, Jay wasn't brave enough to find out what 'prizes' these other places offered.

Besides, with the wild music liberating his nervous tensions, he wanted to get into some loose floozy dancing with the whole lot of them as long as Pahygzes could keep the randy masses from carrying him off for sex circles.

Most of the mares wanted to keep their one month of free time chaste, but there were a fair few who couldn't resist a permanent state of lustful nymphomania and let the sexy oversized males at them like bitches in heat to be pounded by every stray dog in the neighborhood in every hole.

His shyness over nudity was not an issue compared to this kinky atmosphere of mare pussy, pre, and cum. To appease his master, Jay reached back and gave himself a wedgie to display his tight small ass for the ivory furred lover. Pahygzes responded immediately, nickering sweet horsy nothings into the human's ear as the horse molested and groped Jay's buttocks in those hot curious hands.

Jay wanted to take it all off, but thought better of it: he wanted to tease his stallion and make the sexy perverted beast work for the privilege. At least that measure of fun had been left to him since the white male was too kind and polite to rip them off and take his ass like half these other masculine testosterone fuck machines were keen on doing to any free hole given them.

As they waded through a sweat-covered sea of animated naked flesh and the occasional flash of a white jumpsuit, a mare weary from a double-penetration in her pussy and breasts all sticky with a thick layered skin of fresh cum bumped into him and got his chest and belly all soggy with the male sex fluids in a wet milky sheen. Her overused vulva also coated his panties in her copious heat smell as she wobbled away tiredly without apology.

Pahygzes's cock was up and hard in salute as he sniffed the thick air, his glans erupting with a squirt of pre to answer the 'borrowed' equine hormones messily applied all over Jay's body. The raging lustful beast gave a Flehmen to take those juicy sweet odors into his nose, quickly shaking his head and mane to clear it of all those powerful smells. While difficult, the stallion couldn't let those feral instincts take over his body for fear of doing something he was sure to regret.

Jay felt for him; if the roles were reversed, he knew he wouldn't be able to control his actions when primal forces called for deliberate natural urges. In fact, he had a new respect for his master. All these naughty temptations and the horse remained a kindly gentleman throughout such cruel seduction. One more reason on top of others that deepened Jay's affections for this alien Romeo who had randomly chosen him as a pet.

Not a true mare as Pahygzes insisted, even going so far as to show off holographic pictures of his wife and young scrawny colt of a son. It wasn't unusual for a stallion of a high rank to claim a conquered species as a war trophy. Pahygzes's great grandfather Panvus had taken a lapine male as a pet and even had the rabbit be a practice mount for Pahygzes's grandfather as he was growing into a stallion. It seemed where an opportunity came up, different conquered races were taken back to the home world to serve out an unhurried life as a sex slave in service to the males of a given family and sometimes friends too.

When they came by one such sex circle, a black mare was taken doggie style in her muzzle and deep cavernous pussy. Her belly had swelled from multiple loads of horse milk while her vulva leaked a steady drip of the creamy stuff despite a gelatinous barrier of spunk meant to lock it inside. Either she had too much to hold, or the stallion's claiming her exhausted their bodies' supply of the vaginal cement.

Passing by, he idly wondered if he could handle the same treatment but thought better of it almost immediately; he only had one equine he needed to please and the stud was pleasant to the point of sweetness like an angel. Jay could recount the number of men who wouldn't even wait to get to second base, much less a home run!

If patience were a virtue in humanity, in horses it would be a quality of saintly praise as each of the horses either wanted to fuck or be fucked in a hurry with the exception of all those sex weary mares who were glad for the vacation so they could finally relax from the stressful duty of taking a train of cock at all hours of night and day. Jay was curious about how he would cope with such a demanding life and eventually decided he didn't want to know, focusing once more on the alien's impromptu gala.

Pretty mares danced around the stallions in a casual wandering show of cavorting, teasing the males as they shook feather headdresses on their brows and flittered their long tails around like one portion of a gown missing the other segments. They led the males on and tempted them on like saucy sirens in equine form, but remained untouchable like spirits.

The dancing mares were simply ghosts as far as the stallions were concerned; if one of the males made an attempt, his hands or cock would be slapped brusquely away and ignored as the females went on their way to another part of the crowd and continued the sexy show.

While there were mares who wanted sex, they didn't wear the pink, purple, or red feathers like the entertainers, nor did they have any interest in dancing to the jilting tropical beat of the liberating passionate music. The only tempo they valued was a coital one provided by one of the lovely equine studs all frothy with sweat from a hot sun, sex, and swinging excited bodies to the invigorating tune. The song by Aqua had ended some time ago, but all tracks which followed carried a similar Latin beat to it. Really, who could predict horses had a practiced ear and appreciation for Salsa?

At this point, he finished his carrot and dropped it in a trash can anchored with chains to a metal pole cemented in the ground. The steel barrel was mostly filled with sticks and pink cardboard boxes of various sizes and shapes. From what he could see, no food had been thrown in since the aliens weren't that wasteful and certainly seemed to discourage the humans around from throwing theirs away, either. He imagined they collected all these combustible pieces of rubbish and set the cans on fire like torches for the night portion of the party.

Sunset came on the horizon and proved his assumption correct as the bathing gold on the horizon was combined with the flickering amber of fire as a few humans dropped lit birthday candles into the cans and stood by patiently to see if the flame caught on the pieces of wood and paper.

Jay watched in amazed reverence as the amber deepened to a roaring glamour of purple and orange when the sunlight retracted and left only the impromptu bonfires to see by. Not that it was a bad thing. Perhaps this was what a party need in order to kick it up, but hours on his feet, Jay wanted to find his - er - the master's bed they shared together and sleep all of this tired fun from his body like a molt of skin from a snake.

One last event greeted him that night, a touch of grace of sex to finalize everything he'd seen that day. The mares with the pretty feathers on their heads all gathered on a stage where a band had vacated themselves to make room for a different performance altogether.

Ten of the nicely underdressed females mounted the stage as a large white barrel was brought to the front and put in the middle. They ringed themselves around it and what Jay assumed was another bonfire waiting to happen actually turned out to be something of a bath instead.

Each of them dunked their arms into the container and brought them up all shiny with some kind of viscous oil which they rubbed all over their bodies until their fur looked like it had turned into plastic. Once their bodies were covered in the sleek transparent grease, they jumped off the safety of the stage and complete chaos ensued. All the stallions made frantic grabs for all the slippery mares and failed when the sexy wet critters slipped right through desperate fingers. The best a few of them got was a grope of a greasy plump butt or breast before the mare twisted away ever gracefully.

Jay almost immediately got the gist of this new game. If a stallion could capture one of the mares, then they could mount that female. There were other mares around clearly more than willing and available, but there was something special about these ten that made them more desirable than other sex slaves.

A large flicker came at them from out of nowhere as a slimy dapple grey mare with purple feathers on her head and many colored flowers braided in her mane zipped out of a frantic wave of grabbing paws straight at Pahygzes.

The white stallion raised his arm as if to ward off an attack but found himself holding a rather curious surprise instead. While everyone watched on in disbelief, she planted several licks on his face, rubbed her cheekbones in his fuzzy soft chest, and wiggled a shameless tush on his sheathe as the admiral blinked at the whole display of affection in a confused haze of shock.

There came a certain tacit unspoken expectation from the crowd that he would take her, that he would claim her pussy for himself. Instead, he politely refused her advances and let her down to get grabbed by another male. Such a strange impulsive action confused everyone, including Jay himself.

The ironic event is quickly forgotten though, and everything goes back to the normal orgy partying that he had seen before. Pahygzes had turned down sex with an illustrious partner but still had another hunger which could not be as easily ignored.

The white stallion and the two bodyguards each accepted a ceramic bowl filled with a mashed green paste of pureed freshly cut lawn grass mixed with molasses and honey; some kind of dessert the aliens had taken a quick liking to. No portions were offered to humans since it was established earlier that the "rum little creatures" were unable to digest it, but other more palatable fare was offered to them to be fair.

Jay saw that his master gobbled through the treat hastily and turned to head back for the dropship. Strangely, the human felt regret at having to leave. Though he was tired and ready to sleep, it felt like they were leaving some wonderful magical event that was only getting started.

As much an honor it must have been to protect the admiral, Jay watched as the two guards did an about face and ran back into the party for some horse poon as soon as Pahygzes's foot hit the entrance ramp. Clearly THEY didn't want the party to end!

Unlike before, Jay sought his master's lap almost a second after the white stud sat down. Coming into this submissive posture became easier while he found himself more attracted and loyal to the equine at every passing second. Giving himself to Pahygzes and obeying the lovely masculine creature did things to him. Things that both shocked and caused him bliss.

On the way back to the ship, his master explained this weird custom of catching mares a little more clearly: "Moon mares, special virginally tight females who are bred only once a month by any lucky stallion to nab them. While I was tempted to use that lovely thing that had wandered into my arms, I had to forgo that to focus on you. You are the only special mare in my life and I am more than willing to take my time with you... Starting with this." And then he held up the pink box for emphasis, chuckling with spirited whinnies of mirth as he plagued Jay's thoughts with a nagging curiosity once again.

Pahygzes nipped playfully on Jay's ear as the human gave the pink container a blank stare of scrutiny. "I can already see how interested you are in wanting to know what I picked up, but you'll have to wait until later" The snowy horse assured, reaching his free hand down into the human's panties to make him writhe in pleasure like an eager bitch.

An entire ride of being lovingly edged and idly masturbated until stopping at the brink of orgasm was exactly the kind of thing Jay had hoped for, too shy to pleasure himself as he stared at a whole mob having far guiltier pleasures than solo play.

Unfortunately, he never made it to the orbiting warship before falling asleep with his head slumped on the admiral's hot furry pecks like a welcome pillar. He was groggy but mostly undisturbed when the muscular tall horse carried him back through the long hallway into the bedroom before lying on the bed with him slumbering tiredly on the friendly warm chest and crotch of his master-this time laid on his side so that his left ear was in contact with that powerful wide barrel of a chest to hear the casual slowing beat of the stallion's heart as Pahygzes began to doze and join in on the human's dreams.

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Second chapter of a ten chapter work for VideoGame30